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cantsaythetword · 2 years
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TickleTober Day 9: Torture
~A/N  - Ok so this is my first EVER Originals fic that I'm writing so I really hope it turns out the way I want it to. It's a reader fic with Elijah and Klaus and some spooky witchy magic which gets you in an interesting situation...
This might be a long one sooooo buckle the fuckle up. Also might have some slightly more intense tickle scenes, so a slight TW for that (tied up, tickle interrogation, not exactly soft and fluffy but not terrifying either lol)
Hope you guys like it!
- Enoy! ~
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"Hello there."
You blinked drowsily, the clinking of chains above you waking you violently from your half-conscious state. Where were you? Why were your hands tied? Who was talki-
Oh no.
"I hear you have some information about the whereabouts of a certain vampire I've been looking for."
You locked eyes with none other than Klaus Mikaelson, fear instantly rippling down your spine.
"Words seem to have escaped you..." He said, face tilting in mock concern. "Allow me to help with that."
You gasped, internally cursing yourself for reacting.
"Oh there's no need to be afraid. I won't need to cause too much damage." He grinned, walking around your suspended body. "See, I have a friend of mine who is very handy with spells."
Where was he going with this? Was there some horrific psychological torture you were about to endure? Just how long would you hold out? How long could you hold out?
"And one of my absolute favourites is a little nerve-amplifying spell."
So that was his plan? Set your senses on fire and just wait?
"This little masterpiece allows even the smallest blow to be absolute-" He paused, pinching your bicep.
You screamed, pain shooting past your shoulders and slowly dissipating along your chest.
"-agony."
It was more than anything you had experienced before.
"Are you ready?" Klaus
You tensed, awaiting what you could only imagine would be horrific anguish.
"Niklaus, wait."
The well-dressed immortal in the doorway had his hand held up, halting his brother from beginning what could soon be the worst moments of your life.
"Ah brother, come to see the show?" Klaus opened his arms like a circus ringmaster, welcoming Elijah to his little makeshift torture chamber (which was really just chains hanging from the roof keeping your arms up and ropes keeping your ankles together).
"Unfortunately not."
Klaus sighed. "I suppose you've got some self-righteous monologue coming my way?"
Letting out a chuckle, Elijah stepped towards you, effortlessly keeping your attention with his intimidating presence.
"I have entered into an agreement that no harm shall come to Y/N under any circumstances." The older brother said.
"We barely have to touch them to cause unimaginable pa-."
"Irrelevant." Elijah interrupted. "I gave my word, and I shall hold myself to that."
Klaus rolled his eyes. Clearly this wasn't the first time Elijah had ruined his plans.
You certainly weren't complaining though.
The brothers stood for a few moments in silence, looking you up and down. You weren't sure if they were trying to figure out a plan or purely trying to intimidate you.
Whether it was intentional or not, it was working.
Finally, Elijah spoke.
"Y/N." He moved towards you. "You seem like a sensible young person."
You kept your eyes locked to his. It wouldn't surprise you if he could sense your anxiety, but you weren't going to make it any easier for him to see just how shit scared you were right now.
"Surely you know what's at stake-" He began, placing a hand gently on your back.
But you didn't just feel a hand. You felt each fingertip press into your skin, his palm push against your muscles in an unbearably odd manner.
You couldn't help but let out a muffled yelp, arching away from him.
Klaus tittered in amusement, while Elijah simply gave you a puzzled look.
He turned to face Klaus. "Just how bad was that witch's spell? I can barely brush against them without them recoiling in pain."
Proving his own point, he brushed his fingers against your side and you squealed, violently trying to jerk your hands down to protect yourself.
The younger's snickers turned to a few seconds of laughter.
"That's not pain, brother." Klaus chuckled, and for the first time you shot him a look of pure fear. "I think our friend has another little secret they don't want us to know of."
You couldn't quite see Elijah's face, but clearly something had clicked. For when he turned around next his face could only be described as predatorily calm. He took his place behind you, where all you could see was his hands coming closer and closer to your hypersensitive body.
Once Klaus readied himself in front of you was when your calm composure dissolved into nervous giggling.
"Wahahait plehehease!" You begged, jolting the chains your limbs were currently wrapped in.
"Oh you've got no chance." Klaus grinned.
And then it began.
Elijah's fingernails felt like claws scratching every ticklish nerve under your arms. Each point of contact acting as a conductor of ticklish volts rocketing down your nervous system and setting your body alight. Klaus's thumbs seemed to connect with each fibre of your muscle tissue on your lower sides, massaging your obliques with the speed and intensity of a woodpecker's beak.
The tickling was so much you couldn't react for a few moments, stuck in the stasis of shock while your vocal chords caught up with your physical senses.
You squealed, bursting into manic unstoppable laughter. It felt like your mouth wasn't your own, cackles interrupting every breath you took as they poured out from between your lips.
"Now this seems to be an effective extraction method." Elijah teased right next to your ear.
Klaus's hands wandered slightly lower, squeezing against your hipbones. Each pinch like his hands were scraping against you, making your skeleton vibrate with ticklish sensations.
"NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" You pleaded, though no comprehendible sound came out. Being so caught up in the absolute agony of feelings you were experiencing, it took you a second before you realised the unholy screeching sound was coming from you. Your hips were just too much to bear, and your waist danced from side to side in an attempt to briefly escape the horrific fate you were being subjected to.
"This seems to be the killer Y/N!" Klaus simpered. "Wouldn't you agree?"
It was too much. You were about to snap. You couldn't breathe, you couldn't think. You didn't know if you'd ever feel again. No human has ever experienced this much pure sensation before, and there was nothing you could do but scream. Your eyes and ears were barely giving you any information about the world around you, every sense had shut down in the hopes to preserve what little sanity you had left.
This was it. The breaking point. You were on the edge of just letting go...
"If you boys are done playing, I've managed to figure it out without torturing poor Y/N."
Rebekah! Your knight in shining armour. The only way those torturous hands were anywhere near likely to retract.
"Excellent." Elijah grinned. "I suppose we're done here."
"Aw, but we were just getting started!" Klaus groaned, giving you a menacing wink.
"I'll sort it out, you two fix this mess." Rebekah said, but not before flashing you an amused smirk.
You watched your saviour exit the room, before letting your head hang limp towards the floor.
"Now, how to ensure you don't speak a word of this to anyone..." Klaus said, tapping a finger against his chin.
"Oh with the redness on their cheeks, I highly doubt they'd be sharing this little adventure with anyone." Elijah smirked, eliciting a blush from your traitorous cheeks. "Plus, this spell of yours should take a few days to wear off. If they go blabbing their mouth, who knows who may take advantage of this sensitive situation."
"In that case," Klaus took a step towards you, wriggling his fingers. "shall we continue?"
Elijah smirked. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt."
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fluffallamaful · 3 years
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Another one: S & D both give weak lee vibes, like you can just see them folding n weakly pushing at their lers hands, not achieving anything bc they have the strenght of a two yr old when tickled. G on the other hand gives completely feral, squirmy lee energy, its impossible to hold him down most of the time. So what I'm thinking is: ... 1/3
see Juno’s full ask under cut 👇🏼
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you are indeed on a roll!!!
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Ok first off, i LOVE writing them all like this. like george being all squirmy and needs pinning all you get a knee to the jaw, dream crumbling at even the thought of being tickled, and sap crumbling once you making it past his screams of defence.
have also been on my 1 ler vs 2 lees arc 👀
i feel like set up for this could be like, dream and sap playing x box in the living room, george wanting attention. plonking himself down in between them all grumpily, giving them a poke every now and then, but the game being far too distracting to put any stop to it.
then he actually starts tickling, like digging into dream’s belly, will reaching over and squeezing at sapnaps side, and they both kinda convulse and yelp, coz george caught them by surprise. and then george standing up to get better access to them and wrecking them while simultaneously keeping them in place and shattering their defences. demanding attention, teasing them for not being able to do anything, teasing them about the game that they’re losing ….
but yes, he has in fact angered two ruthless lers and revenge is in fact imminent. especially when all they have to do is yank him back down onto the couch between them…
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JUNO’s FULL ASK UNDER CUT!!!
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G being able to tickle both S&D at the same time. Which is amazing for him but horrendous for them, bc 1: being tickled next to sb else is waayy worse& 2: .. they are both physically stronger than G. They should be able to overpower him easily, espc since theres two of them. But they CANT and it makes it so much more flustering and G knowss and teases them abt it, only making them weaker & they cant do anything but blush& laugh bc escape is impossible
On the other hand, revenge is inescapable & imminent as soon as they get their breath back and G being squirmy and impossible to hold down for one person doesn't help him if theres two advancing lers hellbent on getting him back
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cantsaythetword · 8 months
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