welcome

I‘m just so curious what it feels like not being able to move or fight back. Like… what it feels like to actually take in the tickles.

Different types of brushes are being used on your/their skin, maybe tummy, maybe back or hips or underarms whatever, anything is possible. Just creating art.

It’s a perfect situation too. Like. It either tickles, which guarantees lots of fun or if it doesn’t tickle it‘s certainly relaxing. You can’t go wrong with it! I bet you can get the cutest giggles and laughs out of those moments. All while creating art. <3

a/n: ok ok ok hear me out. I’ve been in a deep hole of watching the originals bc I relate so deeply with the mikaelson characters to the sense it helps me with my family problems. So ofc I had to start writing a book and include a little cute tickle scene (bonus crush tension). Aaaaaand I thought I’d share it with you. I haven’t been writing tickle related stuff for two years so it’s not that well written. I still hope you enjoy it <3 I changed the character’s name to y/n aka you bc I don’t want to reveal the characters name :)

warning: tension, the stage just before getting together, crushing on each other

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at the mikaelson mansion

“I heard the conversation, darling.” 

“You better.” You were relieved. “They shouldn’t achieve what they want. It’s selfish.”

“You think so?” Klaus turned around to look at you.

“Of course.”

Niklaus’ lips turned into a teasy smirk. “You sure?”

”Damn sure.” You spoke crossing your arms, smirking back.

“Reaaalllly?” He pretended to be surprised. You just rolled your eyes.

“Really, Klaus. Now w-“

After the hybrid read the room, reading you, he knew he’d be able to pull the move he was about to pull. Something unexpected happened in your eyes. Whereas you felt the teasy energy in the room, you hadn’t seen the next thing coming. He speeded up to you in vampire speed, standing right in front of you. A second later he was pinning you against the wall with your arms above your head.

“Don’t you think I deserve it? Am I not scary? Bad?” He joked, pretending to be scary.

You gasped at his fast movements. This was the last thing you had expected. Your eyes went up to meet Klaus’s eyes. You felt shy all of the sudden, melting right under him. Why were you so affected by his charm? There’s no way he felt anything for you anyway. You knew he was flirty by nature. “I-“ 

“Hm?” The hybrid smirked, knowing he had the power over you.

You couldn’t look at him so you looked down, blushing madly. “You’re not scary, Klaus.“ 

“Look me in the eye and say that again, darling.” You mentally slapped Klaus for this. You just melted more. 

“I can’t!”

“Why’s that, hm?” Obviously Klaus knew his impact. And he quite enjoyed it to the extent that he wanted to mess with you for a bit. 

“Because-… you’re making me shy!!” You whined, finally looking back into his eyes. Oh, how magnifying they were. Just so pretty and-

“Awwwww, my darling. I’m making you shy?” Klaus smirk increased as his face got closer to yours.

“Shush youuuuuu!!” Not a second you felt uncomfortable or unsafe. Klaus’ promise at the Mikaelson’s Ball was enough for you to trust him. Plus by now you figured out different types of attacks by Klaus. And THAT was definitely not the position he had used before.

“I don’t think you’re in the position to tell me what to do.” His british accent was thick as he spoke. A big weakness in your eyes. “Especially considering I have you trapped.”

“Hmmm, but last time I checked you said you wouldn’t hurt me.” This time it was your time to smirk. Thinking you had a point.

“Oh, my my. What makes you think, I would hurt you? There are other lovely ways to overpower.” Klaus lowered one hand down to your side. The other hand firmly trapping your wrists above your head. “You shouldn’t be so cheeky.“

“Make me.”

“Don’t think I haven’t warned you, my darling.~” With that you felt long skilled fingers scribbling at your side as Klaus’ body pinned yours closer to the wall. His face was inches away from your face. You gasped loud before falling into big fits of laughter. That was definitely something you didn’t expect.

“T-That’s cheating!” You cackled, trying to squirm out of his grip but of course there was no way. Klaus was the strongest person you had ever met. 

“Don’t you think cheating is the wrong word considering I warned you anyway?” Klaus enjoyed the laughter that ringed through the room, his fingers making their way up to your underarm. Your knees went weak, your head tilting back as you laughed.

“Not fair!” 

“Fair square, my love.”He chuckled sweetly, a font smile placed on his lips. This moment made him forget about his responsibilities, the person who he was. “A bit sensitive are we?”

“I surrender!” You gasped, melting into a weak puddle. Your cheeks tinted into a sweet pink as tears rolled down your soft skin from laughing so hard. 

“So fast? What a pity!” Klaus slowly stopped the tickles, respecting your boundaries. He however kept you pinned against the wall. There was not a single inch between you and him. Your laughter died down into small breathless giggles. And when you opened your eyes, you once again met his chocolate brown ones. You gulped in the butterflies that built up, mentally slapping yourself for feeling them. Klaus was more confident though, his face getting closer to yours until your noses touched. 

it doesn’t matter what your body looks like

Nor does your weight or size matter

it doesn’t matter how ticklish you are, if you’re barely ticklish or insanely ticklish

it doesn’t matter if your laughter is silent or loud

it doesn’t matter how reactive you are

yes you heard me