adrian's worst spots are his neck, ribs, & feet,,, but honest to god he's the type to be ticklish quite literally everywhere. there's like... one spot (his biceps???) that just isn't ticklish at all and it's baffling?? but yeah, truly any other spot can at least get him wigglin
he thinks tickling's like,, so fun. would he admit it while he's getting wrecked?? hell no. but he's definitely mentioned it once or twice after a drink too many. and it shows when he stretches obnoxiously around the team or drapes himself over them yk
he's a SCREAMER. like a few lil pokes to his side, he's screaming for his life and then will deny it even happened in the same breath . like he's so dramatic
chris loves telling everyone he possibly can how ticklish adrian is and watching him go SO RED and get SO defensive
he can't handle being looked at while he's getting wrecked,,, he'll try everything to hide his face. he'll bury it in his hands, his arms, the couch, the ler's chest?? anything. and it flusters him to no end when the ler prevents that from happening. a chin tilt?? pulling his hands away?? it's over . it's just ,, so fucking bad when the rest of the 11th street kids are just,, standing around n watching
his sounds are endlessly entertaining. like he gigglesnorts, he SHRIEKS, he squeaks, he cackles, he's a total potty mouth, he does it all fr . leota loves to count his snorts too
NOTHING gets him quite as wrecked as chris tickling him... chris' size and strength??? chris' teases?? the fact that he literally idolizes peacemaker? it's all just . too much . and chris knows that and takes advantage
sometimes he'll blush so hard that his glasses fog up :')
and he KICKS ,, like so fast. like he can kick fast enough that he could like fly or swim away from the tickles ... never works . again,, SO SO dramatic
his worst spots within his worst spots?? the sides of his neck (especially quick lil pokes there he actually will crumple), the spot where his ribs meet his sides, and the tops (and heels??) of his feet (and he's so fucking flustered about the tops being so ticklish bc "WHO TF IS TICKLISH THERE THAT'S NOT EVEN A REAL SPOT" his words, not mine,, i'm not projecting)
he not only gets tickled stupid, he gets tickled... ticklish? like if he gets wrecked long or hard enough, every hovering finger will have him practically jumping through the ceiling. he gets so jumpy and like hypersensitive and everyone thinks it's hilarious and adorable
i love him i love him i love him pls talk to me about peacemaker <3
OH MY GOSH YOU WRITE FOR BOYFRIENDS TOO?! If I can make a request I’d love one where they find out the nerd is ticklish and the other three cuddle him and give him light tickles to see him laugh and blush. And they all think it’s the cutest thing ever. And feel free to request anything to me as well! No rush on this at all I’m so bad with getting fics done. Hope you’re doing well and be sure to hydrate. 💖
Triple the Trouble // Boyfriends Tickle Fic
AHH, YES I DO! And that idea is simply WAY.TOO.CUTE.NOT.TO.GET.DONE! I hope you enjoy this, and you stay hydrated and healthy too! ༼ つ ◕◡◕ ༽つ❤︎
Vincent, Felix, Kevin and Adrian were enjoying their time watching a new movie that Adrian had recommended to them a few day's ago, after all, he seemed pretty eager for them to watch the whole movie with him, even if it meant having to make a little deal. Aside from that, they all were enjoying watching it - aside from Felix - it had such bright colours that would exactly catch the eye's of their sweet, innocent nerd.
"Ooo, I heard this part was great!" Vincent had opposed, making Adrian's eye's lighten up with childish joy, but their certain goth boyfriend wasn't liking this so much. He wanted to see at least some sort of dark colours, but there was non to arrive. Out of pure boredom, he thought of something to do whilst he was distracted. He was adjusting himself in his position and accidentally rubbed his elbow into Adrian's side. He yelped and immediately covered his side.
The goth went to apologize for hurting him but only to be greeted with a slightly flushed face with slowly widdening eye's. "Look, Adrian, I didn't mean to hur-" "You didn't hurt me." He replied in a low tone, this was making the other's worried, making Kevin pause the movie to walk over and kneel down infront of him, "If your hurt, we need to che-" "I'm not hurt, just, uhm.."
The worried expressions soon left, leaving Felix to grin menacingly, Adrian had saw this as a mirthful smile tugged upon his lips. "Oh, so our little Adrian is just ticklish?" Vincent said so casually, oh yhis was so embarrassing to their mini rainbow.
Felix was the first one to make a move, slowly wiggling his finger's around his tummy to see what type of reaction he'd get. He didn't know if he'd enjoy this so he just kept it gentle for now. The smaller cuffed his face into his hands, laughter bubbling up from his lungs to his throat.
"I think Adrian needs a little cheering up, do you guy's think so?" Felix slathered, Kevin and Vincent making glances to eachother before smiling from the silliness, "Of course."
Kevin had grabbed Adrian's wrists with a hand to put them over his head, his usable hand chiseling patterns into his underarms. Felix changing spots as he dug at his ribs, his nimble finger's getting the grooves with pure ease that immediately sent the other into helpless cackles. Whilst Vincent traced and scribbled at the knee pits, sending flurry's of giggles to mix with his laughter. His laugh was so sweet and soft, it could put anyone into a happy slumber.
"G-GuHUy's! NoHOHo! Ihi CAHAN- WAHAIT, STAHAP IHIHIHIT!" Adrian screeched, throwing his head back as he couldn't curl into a ball, Felix was currently scribbling at his side's near his hip's, getting the nerd to act this way, it was way too adorable, Kevin could tell you since he got to see Adrian's purely happy expression. He was chorteling and snickering, which was he other's favourite sound. Usually they'd tickle Vincent, but to know their nerd was so ticklish, they simply couldn't resist. The laughter was all they heard and the movie was forgotten about, spooning the smallest in bed as aftercare with his strawberry milk being sipped at caringly.
Not good at headcanons or anything of that sort. But I'm very certain that Vigilante (Adrian) from Peacemaker is wildly ticklish
I. Am. So. Late. To. Responding. To. This.
*deathhhhh*
dude im so sorry idk where my head has been.
BUT THANK YOU FOR THE EVER-WONDERFUL PEACEMAKER CONTENT!!!!
Adrian has to be super ticklish! It just fits! He's so easy to smile and laugh at dumb shit! I feel like he'd love to giggle at just the thought of being tickled!
I love you for indulging me and sending this to me <3
fandom: peacemaker
characters: lee!adrian, lers!chris & leota
summary: the team discovers adrian’s painfully ticklish secret during a late-night safehouse debate, and giggle-ante is born.
word count: 834
the safehouse was too quiet, which almost always meant somebody was about to say something stupid. and tonight, admittedly like most nights, it was adrian. "man, i could totally take batman," he announced over the news, image of the black-masked hero on the tv, leaning forward like he was ready to argue with it.
"oh my god, not this again." leota groaned immediately without even looking up from her laptop.
"no, seriously," adrian insisted towards her, bright eyes wide. "like, in a fight? i’d win. easy." crossing his arms in front of him, he settled back into the couch cushion behind him.
chris smirked, scrolling on his phone. "bro, you squeal when someone breathes on your neck wrong. you're not taking batman."
the room went silent, but not before a shrill "SHH" from adrian.
"…wait." leota blinked, head snapping up. "are you...?"
"i don't — i-i'm not!" adrian shot back, way too fast. his face was already starting to turn red.
practically ignoring his friend, chris finally looked up to grin at adebayo, eyes sparkling with unmistakable mischief. "wanna hear him?"
adrian gulped, cleared his throat, and prayed no one noticed, shifting in his seat, "do it. i don't care." his chin jutted outwards as he squeezed his arms closer to himself.
"asking for it, huh?" eyebrows raised, chris couldn't help but chuckle, "okay." he can't say he didn't warn him. "yeah, this is his worst spot," standing up, the bigger man cracked his knuckles while adebayo watched as if she was about to watch the best show of her life. and before adrian could even argue, he felt chris grab both of his shoulders, big thumbs prodding into both sides of his neck.
adrian's reaction was instant and explosive; a screech so sharp and ridiculous that leota almost dropped her laptop. "oh my god," she gasped, slapping a hand over her mouth before it dissolved into a wheeze. "you're so ticklish! i knew it!"
"NOHOHOT!!" adrian shouted, but his denial was swallowed up by frantic giggles as the rest of chris' fingers scribbled mercilessly into the sensitive muscles along his neck. his whole body folded forward, shoulders scrunching to his ears as he stomped the floor uselessly.
"bro, look at you," chris laughed, holding him steady by one shoulder while his other hands ventured towards the now-exposed backs of his ribs. "you’re like a fish out of water."
“fuhuhuck yohohou, maHAHAN” adrian cackled, already red, glasses fogging up, voice breaking as he thrashed his full body onto the couch to curl up.
harcourt smirked over her beer. "wow. the vigilante taken down by a neck rub," she shrugged, small almost-fond smile, "can't say i didn't see it coming."
"for real. is anyone surprised?" economos' shoulders bounced as he watched the pathetic sight before him.
“it'snotaneckrubdudehe'sfuckingtorturingme!" his laughter became screamy.
leota was wheezing into her sleeve, not taking her damn eyes off of poor ticklish adrian. "this is the best thing i’ve ever seen. i can't — "
"ads, hehelp meEE!!" twisting and reaching towards her, he shrieked, but all she did was reach out and jab him in the side. utter betrayal.
the poke startled a sound between a snort and a hiccup out of him. loud, dorky, impossible to miss, and it was like the fucking room froze.
“oh my god,” leota said, eyes wide as she shared amused glances with chris, economos, and harcourt, before they all burst out laughing. "did you — did you just snort?!"
adrian's whole face went scarlet. "NO I DIHIHIDN'T!!" he screeched at the feeling of chris' hands returning to his neck, another snort slipping out, and then immediately burying his face in his hands. "shuHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!!"
"yeah, let’s hear that again, man.” chris grinned, tugging at adrian's weak wrists until he managed to peel them away from his face.
"NO!" he yelped, face beet red before he cut himself off, mouth pressed shut in a straight line, nose scrunched. he tried his damndest to regain his composure.
but the feeling of leota's fingers climbing down his ribs to that damn spot where his ribs end and sides begin, and chris going to town on his neck? he didn't stand a chance. his head fell back against the couch, attempting to push the attacking hands away, mouth open in nearly silent laughter. he wished it was silent, but instead it was punctuated by giggly hiccups and the occasional snort and fuck, he was dying.
harcourt shook her head, actually laughing now. "he’s a damn giggle machine."
"no," economos said, smug as hell. “he’s… giggle-ante."
the safehouse erupted into laughter once again.
"shhHH," adrian practically melted, glasses slipping down his face, squirming like mad and clearly losing strength, "iHIHIHIHI SWEHEHEAR TO GOHOHOD I FUCKING—"
"can't take batman," chris snorted, "can't even take a tickle fight."
"batman wouldn't — he wouldn't fiHIHIGHT like thiS! THISISCHEATING!!"
"to our newest hero. long live giggle-ante." they all raised their beers.
