#ticklee!adrian

The idea for the tickle spot chart thing was inspired by @fluffomatic

- A switch for sure

Alright, headcanon time!

As a lee

- very ticklish

- his tail waggles like a happy puppy when he's tickled

- is ticklish in "odd" spots like his wrists and ankles

- Worst spots are thighs, backs of knees, and tummy, in that order

- "I'm not ticklish-" bestie you're crying laughing, yes you are

- Has hiccups in his laugh

- his nose scrunches up when he smiles too big

- his laugh is super pitchy because he tries to hide it, not realizing that hiding it is just gonna make him laugh harder later

- curls into a ball to dampen the sensation (it doesn't ever work, but A for effort)

- I imagine Raine just grabbing his tail one day, just being curious, and then Adrian embraces his inner tomato and breaks down laughing

- And then Raine tells Darius

- and then Darius tells Hunter

- and then Hunter tells Augustus (just in case he wants a little vengeance for the events of Labyrinth Runners)

- His one piece does absolutely nothing to help dull the attack

- Please ask before you touch the floof at the end of his tail, it's very sensitive so it can cause him pain

- If he's in a Lee Mood™️ he will walk up behind someone, poke them, and then just book it

- screaming crying laughing happens fairly often with this pathetic cat man

- especially if you get multiple spots at once

- Is wrecked a lot, because he annoys Darius everyone a lot

- He'll bury his head into the ler's chest and giggle his heart out while they trail their fingers up and down his back

- but cuddly tickles??? Aweeee actually adorable

- Does not, will not, and can not speak while being tickled

As a ler

- whether that is from all the laughter, because he's flustered, or because he hasn't been tickled like this since he was like 10 is unclear

- Is always super pouty after he's tickled

- if he's super pouty AND super clingy after he's tickled, it means he still wants more tickles

- doesn't say no, don't, or stop until he actually, physically cannot handle being tickled anymore

- Raine has picked up on this and teases him relentlessly for it

- Adrian explains it away as having trouble speaking while laughing so hard

- "if you can say please you can say stop"

- He absolutely loves the loopy happy playful feeling he gets after being wrecked to pieces, and then the ability to fall asleep in someone's arms?!?! Yes please

- aka, he likes being tickled (although he's too stubborn to admit it)

- Uses his tail like a feather duster

- "my, my, giggly today, aren't we?"

- Has a Ler Voice™️

- enjoys using illusions to help trap his victims

- like, he'll cast an illusion in front of his victim so they back away, but REAL Adrian Graye was behind them the whole time

- Also just chases his victims or cuts them off

- uses baby-talk and "aww so adorable" teases the most

- Listen he just does what works on him

- "I can't believe the Golden Guard is really just a ticklish teenager. This is adorable; I should tell everyone in a breaking news broadcast!"

- "Awe, Waine, is youw tummy youw wowst spot?" (Awe, Raine, is your tummy your worst spot?)

- Literally just uses anything and everything that works on him

Congrats on reading my very jumbled thoughts about Adrian Graye to the end

"What are you doing?" Darius asks, finding Adrian sat on the counter in the kitchen.

"Making coffee." Adrian looks up at him.

"At 8 in the evening?"

"It's iced."

"Is it decaf? Because I really don't want to stay up all night again with you."

"No." Darius crossed his arms in disappointment. "I'll watch a movie before bed, always tires me right out."

"I'm not letting you drink coffee at 8 in the evening." Adrian puts the creamer in his coffee, stirs it, and then takes a sip with his straw, putting it back down on the counter.

"What are you gonna do about it?"

Darius puts his hands on his knees, and then yanks him off the counter. He gasps, but Darius catches him. Adrian blinks a couple of times, but then scoffs.

"As if that'll stop me-E!" His hands shot down to pull at Darius' wrists, which took to his sides and started squeezing. His hands paused for a moment.

"You're ticklish?" Adrian's face turned pink. That was so childish, so embarrassing.

"I- Darius, come on. This is stupid, and um- there's... decaf is gross anyways, surely you- we..." Adrian huffs, trying to find more excuses. "Please don't."

"And why shouldn't I?"

"Because! I um... you..." His shoulders sink, knowing that no matter what he says, he'll still be tickled. "Because this- this is stupid and you shouldn't resort to... this to get me to stop drinking coffee."

"Resort to tickling you? Well why not?" That word made his ears burn with a blush. He hadn't been tickled in forever, not since he was a kid. He couldn't remember it well, only remembering that he used to hate it.

"Because I... don't... like it." Curse his voice for sounding so unsure.

"Oh no. Maybe it'll teach you to not drink caffeine 24/7 then, huh?" Darius squeezes his sides again, ellicting a yelp. "Ready?"

"I just wanted coffee, come on- DARIUS!" His fingers jumped to his ribs, wiggling on the bones and in the spaces. Adrian shook his head.

It felt so weird! Like, tingles, that lit up his nerves like fireworks light up the sky. It was... different, but not bad. It just made him laugh, and let go of tension.

There was also twitches and grabbing and his body wanting to curl into a ball on the floor.

"If you need me to slow down, squeeze my shoulders once. If you need me to stop, squeeze them twice." Darius said. Adrian nodded, too overcome by giggles and hiccups to speak. He didn't hate it, like he remembers from when he was a little kid. He would be okay with being 'taught a lesson' for a little longer. "Good. Now let's see which spot will remind you that drinking coffee this much is bad for you?" He tried his tummy next, which forced him to curl up as much as he could while standing.

His giggles turned to laughter, and he uselessly pushed at Darius' arms, even though he didn't mean it. It was so embarrassing. Adrian Graye Vernworth, head of the illusionist coven, reduced to a pile of giggles through tickling.

"Awe, come on, Adrian. Cat got your tongue? You're usually so talkative." He really couldn't handle the teasing, so he just buried his face into Darius' chest, curling up his arms.

"Ahahahaha!"

"Let's try a new spot, hm?" Darius moves his hands down to softly pinch his thighs.

Ah. So that's why he hated it when he was little. The exploitation of that spot. It didn't hurt, but that spot was absolutely horrible. It made him scream and push and hit and do everything he could to get away.

He tried to stop his reaction this time, though. He ended up pushing away Darius harshly and falling onto the ground, still giggling like a child.

"Woah, are you okay?" Darius asked, squatting down. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" Adrian shook his head.

"That spohot... too muhuch."

"I'm sorry. Are you okay now?" Adrian nods. Darius takes the cup of coffee from the counter and hands it to him. "Here." Adrian looks confused.

"But, you said-"

"You're tired now, right? I bet this will even out your energy levels." Adrian takes the cup and drinks a few sips. "Just... don't keep me up all night again, okay?" Adrian gives him a smug look.

"We'll see."

"If you keep me up again, I will tickle you until you're so tired you fall asleep." Darius threatens playfully.