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ghostlee · 2 years ago

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Hey Hi! I am in-fact still alive! Idk how long I’ll be active here for but I am on a rampage of lee!5up and I will do anything, including writing it myself to get it 😭😭🙏

Pls pls pls if you have any or know any Lee!5up anything don’t be shy, send it to me I will love you for eternity <3

So uh, about just doing it myself and writing my own fic, I did exactly that. Loosely based on a post from @taco-theblob Go check them out they are super cool 💖💖

Anyways here’s the fic ^T^

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This story contains:

Tickles, Soft Tickles, Neglecting Needs, A very cute 5up and a very mischievous but good intentioned Fundy

2,777 words.

Characters:

Lee!5up

Ler!Fundy

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Tumbly Rumblies

Fic by: ghostleetickles

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5up had been working on editing for the last 8 hours; he could barely stand another minute of sitting there in that chair. He bounced his knee in impatience while quietly humming to himself, his eyes scanning over the timeline of the video again, sighing as he hit play for what had to be the thousandth time.

Chattering audio of people talking once again filled the room, and he listened and watched carefully for the next place to stop the video to begin editing again. After about 40 seconds into the clip he was currently working on, he paused the video again to splice the clip. While the room was quiet again, he heard his stomach grumble, signifying that he was hungry.

Letting out a quiet sigh, he reached over and picked up his metal water bottle and opened it up to drink some water, choosing for now to ignore his need for food in order to instead hopefully get this video out some time today.

Setting his water bottle back down, he again leaned back over and started editing the clip he was working with. Suddenly another sound pierced the air, which caused 5up to jump a little and turn to look behind him when he heard a soft knock on the door. The door opened a little bit, and reddish brown hair with two fox ears peaked out.

“Hey, 5-" Fundy said, smiling gently. He looked at the pink-haired boy with worried eyes. This had been the third time Fundy had gone up to disrupt 5up’ work, but he didn’t mind a slight distraction so long as he could get back to work right after.

Hello, Fundy. What can I do for you?" 5up softly laughed, trying to play it cool since he knew exactly what Fundy was here for this time. "

The fox boy sheepishly grinned some as his reddish brown-tipped ears folded back a little bit. "Could you please come get something to eat? You’ve been up here for awhile and missed lunch because of it."

There it was, just as he had thought. This was the third time the fox-hybrid had asked for his presence down in the kitchen to grab a bite to eat. 5up glanced back at his work for a moment, feeling a pit of guilt in his stomach both for not giving into what Fundy wanted and for wanting to quit on this project now to get something to munch on.

As much as he wanted to give in to what Fundy was requesting, he just couldn’t tear himself away from his work when he was in such a good workflow right now.

Sorry, Fundy, but I have to work on this right now. I promise I’ll come down once I’m done though and have some dinner." 5up felt bad, but he had to focus on this for now. Looking at the other boy, he hoped that Fundy understood where he was coming from and would leave the man alone for just a little bit longer so that he could finish this video.

Fundy felt a tad bit annoyed that his pink-haired friend was putting work over his own needs, but he was willing to put it aside for now if he had promised to come downstairs as soon as he was done. "Fine, but you come downstairs as soon as you are finished!" Fundy said, and he smiled at his roommate.

5up felt relieved that the other understood and turned his chair back toward his desk to continue working. He heard the door close and then footsteps padding away. Smiling lightly, he tried to get back to work.

From down the hall, Fundy felt a tang of guilt for just letting his friend go about with this, when suddenly his ears twitched and adjusted to hear better when he picked up on a little pink-haired man’s stomach growling from down the hall.

Fundy's tail started swishing back and forth, annoyed, as he started contemplating going back in there and just demanding that 5up come get something to eat. His mind fought with him, one part of it telling him to march back in there and pull him physically away from his work and carry his ass back downstairs if need be, the other just letting it go. He bit his lip nervously, debating what to do—go in there and make him take a break or let him do his thing. The decision was plaguing his mind.

With a rush of courage and no clue what he was actually going to do once he got in there, he marched his way back down the hall and barged into 5up’s room, going over to the pink-haired boy, who quickly turned around, very confused at the sudden appearance.

"W-what are you doing?" 5up laughed nervously, watching the fox-hybrid with cautious eyes as the boy spun him around and put one hand on each arm rest, trapping the pink-haired boy there.

Fundy looked at him with puppy-dog eyes and said, "Please come downstairs."

5up had already decided and sighed before deadpanning, needing to get back to work. "I’m busy, Fundy."

The fox-hybrid's tail started shaking in a playful manner before he made a gut-instinct decision.

"Forgive me, 5; but this has to happen," he lunged in before digging his fingers into 5up’s sides and starting wiggling them around, making the pink-haired boy let out a loud screech of surprise and start wiggling around trying to stop the sensation.

5up held out for a solid 15 seconds, trying desperately not to give in to complete hysteria, trying desperately not to give Fundy a reaction more than what he’s already given the fox hybrid to confirm that he was actually very ticklish. Had he known this would be the result of postponing his needs, he would’ve gone down with Fundy when he asked, yet here he was at the mercy of the fox hybrid now.

It started with some side tickles. Fundy wiggled his fingers against the very flighty boy's seemingly hypersensitive sides before he began poking them and prodding into his stomach as well, not letting the boy catch a break. Fundy felt his cheeks burn a little bit when 5up finally broke, letting out cute giggles every few seconds and having them break into more desperate laughter whenever Fundy hit a more sensitive spot.

"Pleas-eshshshs, I'll go eat! Stohahahahahp!" 5up called out between fits of sweet laughter, trying to hide his face while also trying to protect his stomach.

Fundy smiled, happy that he might actually change his friend's mind, but now he was so hooked on hearing that adorable laugh that he couldn’t stop yet. "Ahhhhhh no, I don’t think I will... You rejected my pleas for you to take care of your needs one too many times, and now this is the price you must pay for defying me," Fundy said in a teasing way and grinned to himself when 5up’s laughter went up an octave when he scribbled over the boys ribs.

"NO—-NOO NOHAHAHAHAH StAHAHAHop!! Pleehehehehasseee! It tichehehekles sohohoh muhahaach!" 5up squeaked out, feeling tears of laughter prick at his eyes through the laughter. It felt like a million butterflies were fluttering against his stomach all at once, and it drove him crazy.

Fundy leaned in more, pushing 5up's sweater up with his hands, and then taking a big breath before blowing a massive raspberry right over the boy's left ribs. 5up jolted up and nearly fell off the chair before he came crashing back down onto it. His hands curled into fists, and he hit Fundy on the back with ever weakening hits the more he got tickled. Fundy moved his hands back to his sides, squeezing them and skittering his nails up and down between the boy's ribs and waist.

"Fuhuhundyyy! Plehaahahahahse!" 5up begged, burying his head into Fundy's shoulder, trying desperately to push the boy off him and cease the tickle attack on his stomach.

Fundy felt 5up’s fists slowly stop hitting him, and instead just the boy's hands were grabbing onto his hoodie and clawing at his back lightly, trying to get a grip. 5up's sweater also fell back down over Fundy's head, his ears twitching and fluttering against 5up's ribs as well as his stubble rubbing gently against the boy's lower belly every time he would lean in to nibble gently at 5up's belly or to blow a raspberry.

The tickling went to a light skittering at 5up's ribs as Fundy took a second to press his ear up against 5up's stomach, the twitching of his furry fox ears causing 5up to quiet down to just silent giggles, his eyes squeezed shut. After listening for a moment, Fundy once again heard the boy's stomach growl, and he snickered to himself before popping his head back out from under 5up's sweater and looking into 5up's eyes. "I can hear your tummy grumbling for food; I can tell you’re hungry." 5up felt himself blush knowing that Fundy was right.

5up was finally able to catch a breather and stared at Fundy with wide eyes, holding his shaking hands up in front of him in nervous defense; the boy was significantly smaller than Fundy, and when the fox hybrid suddenly grabbed his wrists and scooped him up, he let out a squeak of surprise.

Suddenly, his feet got put on the floor, and he was standing up, but he was shortly after pulled against Fundy's chest. 5up felt his face heat up, and he prayed and hoped Fundy wasn’t looking at him right now. His wrists were pulled over his head, Fundy's left hand holding both of them together over 5up. Fundy reached in with his right hand to 5up's stomach, pushing his sweater up with his hand before again scribbling his fingers all over his tummy. 5up felt his knees buckle immediately, not having the strength to hold himself up as he fell to his knees, with Fundy going with him. It didn’t take long before 5up was back at Fundy's mercy and the fox hybrid was once again squeezing his sides and dancing his fingers up and down all over the boy.

"PLEEHAAHSHSHSHSHSHSHHHHH N-NOHAHAHAt the behehehelly!" 5up pleaded

Fundy clawed at the boy's ribs again, giggling when 5up's head was thrown back against his chest as the boy fought to stay up even on his knees. Fundy thought this was super cute, and while he could’ve sat there for hours tickling 5 up into hysterical ticklish bliss, the boy probably did need a breather.

"Only a little bit longer, pleaseeeeee?" Fundy asked nicely.

The fox hybrid went back to very lightly tracing his one finger up and down his right side, giving the boy a moment to respond.

5up continued lightly giggling as he had to weigh his choices: could he just let Fundy do his thing for a little bit more or possibly be stuck here for who knows how long? He nervously thought to himself before gently sighing, "Fine! Only one more thing, though!"

Fundy grinned like a child in a candy shop before he let 5up fall back onto the ground, having him lay flat there as he continued to pin 5up's wrists over his head. Swinging his leg over the pink-haired boy's waist, he straddled the man and leaned over menacingly like a hungry tiger about to pounce on its prey. 5up swallowed nervously; he had sort of brought this on himself, so he waited now in anticipation to find out what would be Fundy's finishing move to incapacitate the other boy to the point of hysteria.

5up watched the clever fox boy wag his tail some as Fundy's eyes scanned over every inch of him, trying to decide where to go. Fundy pushed 5up's sweater back up, but it just stayed there now that 5up was fully on the ground. "What are you planning, Fundy?" 5up asked nervously, trying to prepare himself and feeling butterflies in his stomach from all the built-up anticipation.

Fundy found the perfect target; he had no idea 5up was this ticklish, so this spot was only a mere hope that the boy was even just a little bit ticklish here. "Oh, I have just the spot. Say, Is your belly button ticklish?"

5up’s stomach sank; he had to think fast. His belly button was quite literally one of his worst spots, if not the worst. What could he possibly say in this situation? Is there anything he could say to get himself out of this? Was it too late? Before he knew it, 5up realized he had spaced out thinking about the situation at hand, giving it completely away to Fundy that it was a bad spot.

5up looked at Fundy with wide eyes; the boy looked like a deer in headlights—he sucked back a breath of air before answering. "…. Nooo..-?… no- it’s not." 5up sheepishly smiled, knowing damn well that he botched it. Fundy got his iconic, mischievous fox-like grin, and immediately 5up knew the gig was up. Yet Fundy decided to play along with it.

"Ohhhhhh, okay, so you wouldn’t mind at all if I just tickled, tickled, tickled this cute little button." Fundy retracted his claws as he wiggled his fingers teasingly above the boy's stomach, making the boy flinch and start nervously giggling while waiting for the tickling to start again.

"N-no… o-of course nohahahah!" 5up squeaked a bit as Fundy pretended to pounce but didn’t actually touch 5up yet, scaring the boy into thinking he was going to tickle attack again.

"I see, I see. I know my best friend ever would never lie to me, so I trust you!" Fundy grinned, knowing this must be driving 5up mad.

Suddenly, Fundy dug his fingers into his sides while he brought his face down to blow a big raspberry, followed by a bunch of nibbles right onto 5up's belly button. Fundy thought the boy was going to ascend, so 5up arched his back up into Fundy's lips so fast and let out screams of laughter as he struggled and wiggled around on the floor, trying to get his hypersensitive belly button away from the tickling source.

"PLEASASHAHAHHAHAHHASEEEEE!! NOAHAHhahhahHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" 5up screamed, throwing his head back against the floor, and laughing so hard he thought he was going to pass out. Fundy kept it up for another minute or so. And 5up inevitability started choking on air as Fundy ceased the tickling, giving the boy's tummy one more little kiss before hopping off of him and grabbing 5up’s water bottle from off the desk to give to the still-giggling boy.

5up lay there for another 2-3 minutes, sucking in breaths of air as his glassy, watery eyes just looked up at the ceiling. His hands were curled around his torso protectively, and he pulled his knees up and just laid there on the floor, his chest still rapidly rising and falling.

"Thahahaat wahahahas meheeheannn!" 5up giggled lightly, still feeling super sensitive from the onslaught of tickles, while Fundy sat next to him on the floor.

Fundy grinned and started laughing some with 5up, "million dollar question, did you at least have fun--"

5up deadpanned immediately, "No, it was absolutely awful.." He looked away from his roommate but could feel Fundy's puppy dog eyes staring bullets at him.

"Ok. Fine. Maybe a little bit…”

5up said, he felt a blush coming onto his face again as he fought everything in him to not make eye contact with Fundy.

"Awwwwww! Hehehe, I didn’t know you were so ticklish! That’s so cute!" Fundy cooed before pulling 5up off the floor and into a sitting hug.

"Now please take care of your needs before the tickle monster decides to have another snack." He whispered into 5up’s ear, feeling the boy shudder in his hug and his heart start pounding.

"Will do." 5up said quickly and laughed some. "I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you earlier.

"It’s okay, I got to learn a new way to get you to take care of yourself; don’t worry, this certainly won’t be the last time this happens." Fundy grinned before patting 5up on the back and pulling him up onto his feet to go get some dinner.

5up felt his stomach drop as he nodded his head, silently holding back nervous giggles. Soon they both went downstairs to have a much-needed dinner as Fundy made fun of 5up for lying to him about his belly button being as ticklish as it was. The two sweetly bickered for awhile, Fundy making small teasing digs at 5up over how cute he is.

5up was still rather shy and nervous about all that went down he really didn’t want to admit it but, dare he say, he was almost looking forward to defying the tickle monster again?

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(Finish) 5up had been working on editing for the last 8 hours; he could barely stand another minute of sitting there in that chair. He bounced his knee in impatience while quietly humming to himself, his eyes scanning over the timeline of the video again, sighing as he hit play for what had to be the thousandth time.