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i'm your back up ★ sfw tkl fic
scream ★ ler!tara ‧ lee!sam sfw tkl ‧ post-scream vi ‧ sissy fluff ‧ nonsense ‧ very short ‧ semi-old fic dedicated to my sam: @blueycarpenter
a/n: i actually posted this before on a previous acc i had once upon a time, so if anyone has read this before that's why! i have another one written with more carpenter sissy fluff so i may post that later too hehe. . .
word count: 732
Tara threw the dishrag on the counter and bounded over to her sister, who sat with her arms crossed on the couch as she stared blankly at the television. Even since she got home from work, her mood was shit and there was no joy to even reminisce from her aura – that’s how down she was. And Tara didn’t like that.
But Tara was also in a mood of her own – a playful, bratty mood to be exact – and boy was she ready to try her luck on someone who was in need of a pick-me-up.
She took her spot next to Sam and wiggled her way to practically be in her side before leaning against her with all her weight.
Sam tried to shrug her off with an irritated huff, but when Tara repeated her actions with a twist of her hips and shoulder, she glared over at her. “Tara, I’m really not in the mood right now.”
Tara rolled her eyes with a smirk, “Well, I am. I wanna cuddle with you, Sam. I don’t see you all day and now, when I finally finish with chores, you wanna be moody?”
“I’ve just had a long day… It has nothing to do with you.”
“But I wanna spend time with you, and you’re being…” Tara glanced down to Sam’s open side and poked it, “a bitch.”
Samantha jumped and covered the jabbed area with her hand before resituating, “Well, I’m sorry I’m not meeting your standards, Tara.”
“You don’t have to meet my standards. You just have to love meee.” Tara giggled, wrapping her arms around her older sister while she hoisted herself up to have lips almost touching her ear and whispered, “You know, I missed you, Sammyyy.”
The older cringed and bit her lip as her shoulder shot up to block the warm breath tickling her. “Tara-ha!”
Tara grinned mischievously and nuzzled her, recalling how much Sam hated when she did that when they were younger. But it always made the two of them smile and laugh with each other, so Tara was going to go after her the only way she knew how. “What? I’m just telling you the truth! And you–,” she scratched underneath the older’s chin, “–are fucking ignoring me!”
“Tara-ha-haa! Sto-hop!” Sam smacked her hand away before turning her back to resume her isolation.
“Nuh-uh!” Tara climbed over her and nosed her way to her ear again to hiss in a sing-song way, “I missed you, Saaam. I want to cuddle with yooouuu–,” she had to fight for the upper hand upon the other’s squirming, finding herself chuckling between whispers as well, “–and spend quality time with yooouuu! Like they do in those cringe-ass movieeess!”
“STA-HA-HAAAP!” Sam broke the moment Tara’s breath touched her ear and her climbing hands found her clothed torso, digging her nails into her ribs as a greater tease. “OKAY! OKA-HAY-HAYYY!”
“Yeah? Yeah?!” The younger pressed as she skittered in between each rib when available and cackled, “You’ll cuddle with me nooowww?!”
Sam slid down in a fit of giggles, writhing against Tara’s fingers and breath as she attempted to push her away, “TARA, PLEA-HEASE! AH-HA-HAAA!”
“Not an answer! Come ooonn, Sam,” the smaller girl nuzzled her way beneath the other’s arms and held her close as her fingers danced up and down her flanks and heaving abdomen, in which she earned a sensitive whine. “Cuddle with meeee.”
“I will! I wi-hi-hill!” Sam twisted in her baby sister’s grip, her cheeks on fire and her face muscles aching upon her laughter, “But you ha-have to stop tickling me-he-heee!”
And Tara was happy with this, seizing her teasing fingertips and simply hugging her tightly. “That’s what I thought.”
Sam chuckled with a shy shake of her head before resituating to embrace her sibling’s love. “You haven’t changed a bit. You always knew how to get to me…”
“Neither have you, Sam…” Tara looked up with a big smile before jumping up to taunt her weakness one last time, “Neither have yooouuu.”
The older just snickered and held Tara tight, resting her head atop of hers and sighing contently as they both refocused their attention on the TV screen. Sure, she had been in a shitty mood, but Tara always found a way to light up her world, even on the darkest of days.
And she loved that.
PFFT—
"Oh lee mode can't be that bad!"
LEE MODE:
i'm just trying to look out for you ★ sfw tkl fic
scream ★ ler!sam ‧ lee!tara sfw tkl ‧ post-scream vi ‧ sissy fluff ‧ nonsense ‧ semi-old fic
a/n: as stated in my other fic, i actually posted this before on a previous acc i had once upon a time, so if anyone has read this before that's why! do not read if you have intentions to judge, hate, or disrespect. kindly scroll past please. ty!
word count: 1.3k
It had been a long day of online college work, and Tara was finally about to be done at 11:30 pm. But before then, she had been nothing but snappy to everyone – Sam, Chad, and Mindy to be exact – and they had finally given up on trying to give her words of encouragement and offer help. All but one.
Sam knew how grumpy her sister could get when she was overwhelmed and tired after a full day of screentime, but she was not about to let her go to bed with a frown on her face. She needed a distraction, and she had just the thing. It was gold.
As the clock struck the half-hour mark, Tara slipped into the living room to grab some water and stretch her legs, which is where she found Sam glancing back at her from her place on the couch.
“Almost done?”
“Yeah,” Tara snapped as she gulped down some water. “Why are you still up, Sam? Don’t you have work tomorrow or something?”
“Yeah, I do, but I want to make sure you get your work done without a bad attitude.” Sam smirked at the younger, “You know your professors can tell when you’re fed up with their assignments by the way you write.”
Tara scoffed with a roll of her eyes, “Oh please, I’m not a baby, Sam. I can do shit on my own, thank you very much.” She interlaced her fingers behind her and arched her back with a strained groan, loosening the tight vertebrae of her spine. “And my professors can suck it. It’s their fault for assigning dumbass papers.”
“Uh-huh, and it’s your fault for waiting to do them at the last minute.” Sam rose from her spot to cross over in front of the hall to Tara’s bedroom.
Tara, on the other hand, just turned back with an irritated sigh and put a hand on her hip. “Just go to bed, Sam. I’ll be fine.”
“Nope. I’m staying up until you finish.”
Tara’s face grew sourer as she pushed past her big sister and mumbled, “Good luck with that…”
But that didn’t bother Sam, for instead of watching her walk away, she hurried after her to pass her by and dart into the soft glow of her room.
“Sam!” Tara growled as she tore after her, not able to catch up very well due to her short height. She pushed open her door to find the older sitting at her desk with a smug look, and she huffed in annoyance. “Look, I don’t have time for this. Get up so I can finish my work and go to bed!”
Samantha shook her head and wiggled herself further into the chair, “No, I think I’m gonna stay right here–“
“Sam!”
“–until I see a smile,” she finished, staring at her sibling’s face, which twisted in confusion. “You’re not finishing unless you change your attitude, Tara. I’m not getting another five-minute-bitch-fest call from one of your professor’s all because you can’t write appropriately when moody.”
Tara scoffed and shook her head. She wasn’t in the mood to argue, and she was not about to let this draw out to a useless fight. “Fine. I’ll just sit on you to finish.”
And she did. But instead of Sam turning the seat around to face the computer, she stayed put and wrapped her arms around her sister.
“Sam, I’m serious. I’m not in the mood–“
“I know you aren’t, but I’m here to change that,” the older retorted, smirking into Tara’s neck as she started wiggling her fingers over her clothed abdomen.
“No-ho, what are you–?” Tara could barely manage to speak before kicking out with a startled yelp, “Sa-ham, stop it! Let me go-ho!”
“Not until I get a smile!” Sam giggled, nuzzling her baby’s sister’s neck before placing playful kisses to it.
“Na-ha-haaa!” The younger cringed, raising her shoulder to avoid the contact while her body slipped from her kicking, having the friction of her shirt against Sam’s body slide against each other and ride up to reveal her tan skin.
And Sam took the bait, holding her sister up with one arm wrapped around her ribs while the other attacked her bare stomach, roaming across the warm skin like she had all those years ago.
She and Tara had both grown up a lot, but there were some things that still remained…
“I bet I can find your smile now, huh?” The older cackled, stroking the curves of the younger’s sides before skittering around the gist of her belly, finding herself amused at the uncontrolled fluttering that had its owner giggling like mad.
“SA-HA-HAAAM STA-HA-HAAAP!” Tara was helpless, kicking her legs and leaning into her sister in defeat. She was definitely smiling now, no doubt about it. She had always been too sensitive for her own good, but Sam always seemed to have a special touch that automatically made her hyperactive nerves sport at huge grin and hearty laughs. “I’M SMILING, I’M SMI-HI-HI-HILING!”
“How do I know it’s real and you aren’t faking it?,” was the taunt of the night, for it led to Sam sweeping Tara up and pinning her on her bed so she could climb atop and target her sides and ribs with both hands. “How do I know, Tara? You’ve gotta show me!”
“I’M TRY-HI-HI-YING!” Tara didn’t fight her sister, just let her arms and legs flail at a desperate attempt to prove her point. The feathering on her delicate flesh had her squealing in delight as each rib was traced with black nails. Her face muscles already started to ache, and her voice was drowned in a fit of shrill laughter. “PLEA-HEA-HEASSE! SAMMY-HEE-HEEEYY!”
Sam relished the bliss joy and sensitivity her baby sister was beaming with as she chuckled upon the sight of her pearly whites. But she still had one more trick up her sleeve now that another area was open. “I do remember your tummy being one of your weakest spots, but what about your underarms, Tara?”
And before the victim could react, a flurry of light strokes and encouraging giggles from above had her crying out with tears pricking her eyes, “OH NO-HO-HOOO, PLEASE! SA-HA-HAAAM, I CA-HA-HA–“
Tara’s voice cut off into silent laughter that had her throwing her head back and her eyes screwing shut as she kicked her feet relentlessly. Her smile was prominent now alongside her gasps, which finally caught up to her when the tender licks on her armpits seized and she felt Sam’s weight shift to sit back on her thighs.
“Good girl,” Samantha teased, giving Tara’s exposed stomach one last scratch to earn a weak snicker. “Just like the old days, huh, Tara?”
Tara just laid there, a big grin still plastered on her face while her cheeks burned with a rosy glow, and her chest heaved alongside her asthmatic lungs. She gave a shy nod as a few more giggles slipped past her lips. “Yeah… Didn’t know I need it either…”
Sam smiled and pulled her baby sister’s shirt down before helping her sit up. “Think you can finish your work now with a better attitude?”
Tara rolled her eyes, still out of breath and on fire from embarrassment. “Yes…as long as you leave me alone and go to bed.”
“Oh, is that a challenge?” The older quizzed with claw like fingers that threatened the younger’s exposed neck.
“No-ho!” Tara shoved her away and went back to her desk.
“That’s what I thought,” Sam nodded before turning to exit, “Now, get that done so I don’t have to come back for round two.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Tara dismissed her with a wave of her hand. But just as Sam was about to shut the door, she turned around. “Sam?”
“Hmm?”
“Thank you…”
“Anytime, Tara.” Samantha gave a genuine, heartwarming smile, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Hmm, I’d have to say my back, since I can’t see what my ler is going to do.
As for a dare, what is your favorite way to tickle or to be tickled?
(You don’t have to participate if you don’t want to!!!)
@unbeleevable
@thecutestler
@soft-milktea
@mushyblushyredhead
I will start a chain now because I'm bored and want to start to post again after my inactivity🙈
So. For all my mutals, we all give a dare to the ones we tag.
But I will say some rules. Please no dares that has something to do with taking pictures or videos from real-life or with recording your voice. If someone is uncomfortable with the dare then you should write it or you don't need to do it. No one is pressured. It's just for fun🥰
So I will start with a light dare: Post a video on your blog that gets you everytime in a lee mood😌
I tag:
@avg-tummy-enjoyer
@livelaughlee
@namjoonstiddies916
@wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday
@sugary-sweet-anon
@mysticalxmagical
@someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae
@itzsana-kiddingmenow
As I said: no pressure❤️
Let's have fun with daring each other😌❤️