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[scarletttries]

Soft Adrian Chase/ Vigilante Headcanons (Peacemaker Request)

Pairing: Adrian Chase/Vigilante (Peacemaker) x GN! Reader

Rating: Fluff

Author's Note: I'm not watching anything new and exciting at the minute, so I'm visiting some favourite characters for inspiration, and of course Adrian Chase is where I'd start :)

Soft Adrian Chase/ Vigilante Headcanons:

- This man is completely incapable of playing it cool. It doesn't matter if you meet him as Adrian or Vigilante, the minute his eyes met yours he would turn into a babbling mess, desperately trying to keep your attention, capture your favour, and best of all make you smile.

- It'd be hard to tell exactly how much of his behaviour was flirting and how much was just his sweet, if not a little intense, dedication to friendship. He would go out of his way to meet you after your classes or work, always 'just happening to be in the neighbourhood' and walking the same direction you are. When you ask if the flowers he's holding just happen to be for you, you can get to watch him squirm and falter as he pretends he was on his way to a funeral that got cancelled and so you 'can have them if you want?'

- Despite his obvious dedication and infatuation, you would have to be the one to ask Adrian on a real date, the thought of you feeling the same way he does is frankly too far outside the realm of possibility for him to consider until you confess your own feelings first. Which of course have developed through weeks of his being the sweetest and most attentive man you've ever had the pleasure of knowing.

- Dates with Adrian are pretty low key - lots of pizza and movies at home, walks in the park on sunny days, and running errands together that somehow become a lot more fun when there's someone beside you doing his best to make a joke out of everything. Gradually Adrian's apartment stops feeling like home to him unless you're there too, and one night he slips you a key laced on a BFF keychain that you know he treats like a sacred vow.

- You find Adrian's a surprisingly good listener to whatever's on your mind. He's spent a lot of his life feeling lonely and misunderstood, so any chance he can take to make you feel like someone is seeing the real you and accepting it 100% is a chance he feels privileged to take. Over time he opens up to you too, about his family and childhood and all the strange and winding paths that lead him to be Vigilante as well as Adrian Chase. You know there are some moral grey areas where Adrian has stepped further over the line that you would have liked, but somehow when he's staring up at you through his thick glasses, telling you every thought he has as they occur to him, you can't help but give him the benefit of the doubt - if he's such a bad guy, why is he such an angel to you.

- Adrian's favourite thing in the world is when you come meet him after his shifts at his day job, the euphoria of having someone waiting for him to be free never fading no matter how long you're together. He'll make a big show of pointing you out to all his doubtful colleagues, feeling proud and safe as he runs out the door and over to you, scoping you up in his arms and telling you every day just how much he missed you.

- Adrian's place is pretty basic when you first start visiting - he's got all the necessary furniture but no soft or personal touches that make the place his own. One day you decide to gift him a soft teal blanket that inexplicably makes you think of him. Another time you buy him a couple of extra mugs so your morning coffees can match. Slowly Adrian watches his house become a home, begging you to spend a Friday night scouring the local thrift stores with him for more little pieces, hoping that the more you help him decorate, the less time you'll want to spend away from his apartment in the first place.

- Vigilante keeps some strange hours, and can't always keep in touch as much as he'd like to when he's out on patrol. The two of you would come up with your own code to keep close though; a special knock that only the two of you know for when either of you get home, Adrian sending a merman emoji every two hours without fail to let you know he's still safe, and always getting home before you wake up in the morning so you never have to wake up in an empty bed without him.

- The little life that you and Adrian build together would feel like a safe harbour in the stormy waters of his fight against crime and isolation, your company the softest and cosiest presence he never imagined he'd be able to find, or feel deserving of.

[ichorai]

dinner & diatribes ; adrian chase. (m)

track eleven of WASTELAND, BABY!

pairing ; adrian chase x gn!reader

synopsis ; the two of you only brought the worst out of each other, but you just couldn’t stay away.

words ; 1.8k

themes ; comedy, mild smut (?)

warnings / includes ; arguing, lots of swearing, they fuck against a desk but it's not too graphic and pretty glossed over, reader punches adrian and breaks his nose, chris is the embodiment of e_e

main masterlist.

“I had him!” you snarled, striding up to Adrian until the two of you were practically nose-to-nose. He had ripped his mask off earlier, seeing no point in keeping it on when everybody on the team was already very well aware of his not-so-secret secret identity. “He was the only shot we had at getting information and you just fucking—Argh! You ruined everything, you dumb fucking piece of motherfucking—!”

Raising his hands in a condescendingly placating manner, Adrian retorted, “Woah! Watch it, potty mouth!”

Frustration crawled through your skin and wove beneath your muscles, nestling within your bones. “God, I hate you. This was my mission. You had no right interfering—!”

“Well, excuse me, first of all, this was our mission. Second, I’m sorry for saving your ass!” he interrupted. “If it hadn’t been for me, you would be out there, bleeding out of multiple gunshot wounds, thinking to yourself, ‘Oh, I wish Vigilante was here to come rescue me! He’s so handsome and I wish I could have sex with him just one more time and tell him how sorry I am for being a dick and ignoring him and pretending like it had never fucking happened!’”

You clenched your jaw, eye twitching. Sure, the two of you had slept together once—it was the heat of the moment and the adrenaline after a bloody fight, really—sodden clothes were hastily torn away or pulled to the side, bleeding lips were roughly slanted against each other, and he had fucked you on top of Chris’ messy desk with wild abandon. So fucking what?

“I was more than capable of handling the situation on my own.”

“Oh, were you, really?” Adrian rolled his eyes. “Don’t kid yourself. Honestly, sometimes it feels like you wouldn’t even care if you died—!”

With a growl rumbling within your throat, you wound your arm back, clenched your hand into a tight fist, and struck Adrian squarely in the face. A bilious crack echoed throughout the dingy room. He reared backwards, clutching his most-likely broken nose, groaning loudly. 

You were well aware of the fact that the rest of the team was awkwardly watching the two of you hash it out. Tentative, Adebayo started saying, “Guys, I think we—”

“No!” you cut her off. “Fuck you, Adrian.”

With that, you stormed out of the room, ripping off the rest of your tactical gear along the way and cold fury wrapping its dark hands around your neck. 

“Fuck,” Adrian said, all stuffy from his bleeding nose. “That made me so hard.”

Chris smacked him on the back of his head, which made him squawk with pain.

“I don’t know, man,” said Chris, sticking his tongue out the corner of his mouth as he concentrated on scribbling a dove of peace on another one of his weapons that Harcourt hadn’t bothered emblazing, despite his repeated insistence. “Maybe you should apologize to Y/N. They seemed really pissed.”

Blowing a raspberry, Adrian waved his most best friend’s advice away. “Pfft—no, if anything, they should be the one apologizing to me. Did you see how my nose was all bloody and crooked?”

Chris momentarily turned his attention away from the crude drawing of the dove of peace (which, unsurprisingly, looked like a ghost), and scowled at the spectacled, borderline psychotic man-child across from him. “Jeez, stop overreacting. Harcourt set your nose back right after, don’t be such a baby.”

“But it hurt!” Adrian whined. “You know that a person’s sense of smell is probably, like, the most important sense out of all the senses?”

“I don’t think that’s true.” 

“Uh huh—scented candle businesses would go bankrupt if none of us could smell!”

Narrowing his eyes, Chris replied, “Yeah, but how the fuck would that make it the most important—ugh, you know what? Just go apologize to them. We have another mission tomorrow morning and I don’t want their panties in a twist because of you.”

Adrian chortled. “Heh, wouldn’t be the first time I twisted their pa—” At Chris’ sharp glare, he immediately cut himself short. “Fine! I’ll go, I’ll go. If I die, please play an episode of Friends at my funeral—specifically the episode where they hire Danny Devito as a stripper. I really liked that episode. I liked it a lot. You got that?”

“Yeah, Danny Devito, stripper, funeral, got it!” retorted Chris, clearly not listening anymore as he waved Adrian away.

Squaring his shoulders, Adrian marched away from his trusted friend and headed to the room down the hall, pushing the door open and peeking his head through. He saw you buried behind a pile of paperwork on your desk, muttering incoherently beneath your breath. 

When you noticed him come in, he pursed his lips and waved awkwardly, shutting the door behind him.

“Hey,” he called out from the other side of the room, a bit too loudly. You winced at his volume, and he moved closer before parroting himself, this time much quieter. “Hey.” 

“Hey,” came your tentative, stiff reply. “What do you want?”

The man in front of your desk cleared his throat, rocking himself back onto his heels as he swung his arms awkwardly. “I, uh, just wanted to apologize.”

“Oh, yeah?” You crossed your arms, cocking one of your eyebrows expectantly. “Go on, then.”

“I’m…” Adrian doubled over groaning, stomping his feet like a petulant child, before righting himself and huffing in an overexaggerated manner. “Ugh, I hate this. Fuck—I’m sorry, okay? I shouldn’t have said those things to you. It was unprofessional.”

Humming, the beginnings of a smirk began to play with the corner of your lips. “Great, thanks. You can go now.”

Adrian stayed rooted to the spot, staring at you blankly. 

“What?” you asked him.

He scowled, gesturing to his slightly-crooked nose.

Rolling your eyes to the ceiling, you sighed. “Fine. I’m sorry for punching you. Happy?”

“Yeah, pfft, whatever—doesn’t even hurt,” he bluffed, leaning his weight onto your desk in an effort to appear nonchalant. 

You scoffed. “With how you were groaning, you made it sound like I nearly killed you.”

“You’ve got a strong punch, okay?” he heatedly rebutted, before haughtily sticking his sore chin up in the air. After another second of tense silence, he glanced at you from the corner of his eyes, pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his fucked-up nose. He coughed into his fist, before muttering, “Honestly, though… it was really fucking hot.”

The dull wooden edge of your desk dug into your lower back as Adrian leaned over you, mouth rough on yours, glasses knocked askew amidst his vigor. One of his hands were buried in your roots at the back of your head, anchoring you close to him, and the other pinned your thighs apart so he could slot between them. Your hands were tightly curled up in the gap between his sweltering skin and his suit’s dark armor, yanking him to bridge the gap between you. His nose brushed your cheekbone every time he surged forward to kiss you—and it sent a mild jolt of pain spidering down his spine, but he didn’t seem to mind it too much, rather preoccupied with other sensations.

Clothes were hastily pulled to the side, sweat beaded both of your foreheads, and strained gasps fell through your lips as he began to move against you.

Neither punching Adrian nor fucking him afterwards were on your agenda for today, but you certainly weren’t complaining. And judging by how loudly he was moaning into the brutal kiss, he wasn’t going to complain, either.

With one final roll of his hips into yours, he bucked forward with a strangled, choking noise as his climax washed over him just when you were pushed off the edge as well, sinking his teeth into the flesh of your shoulder, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

“God, you’re loud,” you panted, snaking your hands to his hair to gently pull him away from the crevice of your neck. 

He stared at you with full-blown pupils, delighting in the fact that you were quivering against him ever so slightly. “And you’re so fucking hot.”

“Alright, buddy, we’re done here,” you said, patting his chest, before pushing away and straightening out your wrinkled clothes. “This is the last time this is ever happening, by the way.”

Adrian scoffed, righting his glasses up his nose. “Uh huh, yeah right. Admit it, you just can’t resist me. I’m like the peanut butter to your jelly! The… the chocolate to your pizza!”

Nose wrinkling, you shook your head incredulously. “What? Who the fuck eats chocolate with pizza?”

“Uh, duh, I do,” he replied, as if it were obvious. “It’s amazing—you should really try it. I don’t know, maybe you could come over to my place one day and have some. Nothing beats the perfect ratio of greasy-crispy Hawaiian pizza and Nutella straight from the jar.”

Kiss-swollen lips parting, you leaned against your desk out of interest once again. Adrian was fidgeting with his hands awkwardly and began looking everywhere but you, like he hadn’t just fucked you silly literally a minute ago.

“Are you asking me out?”

“No!” he said. “Maybe.”

You regarded him with a strange look.

“Ugh, yes, fine, I’m asking you out. Well, technically in—I’m asking you into my house. Preferably into my bed—”

“Alright!” you interrupted, holding your hands out. “Fine. Only this one time. But just because you’ve come in me twice by now doesn’t mean you can go on falling in love with me, okay?”

Brightening, Adrian sidled closer to you, the green of his eyes glimmering beneath the flickering lights hanging over your desk. “Don’t worry, that won’t be a problem. If anything, you should watch out for falling in love with me. I’m quite the catch, you know?”

It was hard to suppress the growing grin forming over your lips. “You’ve got the Barbie Girl song as your ringtone.”

“Yeah, and? It’s a good song—super catchy. It’s practically a chick magnet,” he defended, beaming like an idiot. 

You rolled your eyes, patting his chest twice, before striding away from both him and your desk, off to go to the bathroom to clean up the sticky mess between your thighs. Adrian watched you go, before repeatedly punching the air with excitement and breaking out into a dance—not to music, but to the buzz of the office’s artificial lights, and the lethargic whir of the semi-broken air conditioner. 

 From outside, he could hear Chris greet you, and he momentarily paused in his little victory jig.

“Oh, hi, Y/N! Hah, your hair’s all messed up, why do you look like you just had your brains fucked—oh. Oh. God damn it, you guys better not have done it on my desk again!”

[altrodent]

Freckled Delight

Pairing: Adrian Chase x Reader

Genre/Warnings: Fluff

Summary: Just a lover boy getting flustered over the fact that his lover likes kissing his freckles 🤭💕

Word Count: 580

“Where do you think you’re going?” Adrian turned around to see you leaning against the doorframe, he held his mask in his hands “Oh, Peacemaker asked me if I wanted to go blow up stuff in his yard again!” He smiles as brightly as he always has, and this still makes you fall head over heels, just as it always had. “Aren’t you forgetting something” as smirk grew on your face and his face turns into a confused and serious one. “Uh… I have my keys, and I left my wallet so I don’t lose it… again-“ you pushed yourself away from the doorframe and made your way over to him as you wrapped your arms around his neck. His face shifts back into a happy and slightly sinful look “Oh… I still don’t know what I forgot, but this is more important.” He smiles and holds your waist as your lips meet his. He smiles, even while kissing, and before you pull away you can even hear his goofy little chuckle. And though he bragged about it a lot, and I mean a lot, you always knew that he loved you. “Stay a little bit longer…?” He breathes a laugh and scratches the back of his neck “I don’t know baby, I mean… I want to, but I don’t want to leave Chris hanging, you know?” You pout “Alright, have fun Adri…” You place a small kiss on his cheek right before walking to the living room. Only a couple of minutes pass before you see the handsome, un-vigilanted man, only wearing his comfy lounge pants and putting his glasses on. He walks to his side of the couch, which is comfortably next to yours, and leans into the plush pillows. The slight touch of your shoulders together creates a blossoming embrace that allows you to put your head on his shoulder and make him go lovey. “Am I too late on the ‘stay-home’ offer?” He asked as his playful grin came back. You pretend to think “I don’t know…” you smirk before he opens room for you to shift onto him in a way that your legs can hang off the arm of the couch and touch his soft and beautiful face. You gently bury your face into his neck, as his chest rumbles with every giggle. Though, maybe something sparked inside of you that made this devilish idea pop up, but you know his weakness, and he’s right where you want him. Gradually you start kissing the individual freckles that ran along his shoulders, neck, and chest. He immediately starts shuffling and chuckling, he’s always been sensitive to tickles but nobody else knows that but you… and maybe peacemaker. “What are you doing- stop that tickles!” He laughs gentle pushing your face away from his neck before longingly gazing into you. “I love you.” He raises one of his worn yet soft hands to your face and cradles your cheek as if you were made of porcelain. “I love you too.” He leans in to claim your lips, to deliver you a tender and passionate kiss. And before you get to relax in this place, he pulls away. He smiles again before quickly tousling your hair “Wanna go blow up some stuff with me and Chris?” You smile brightly “I would love to” he quickly picks you up and lets you cling onto him like a Koala before grabbing his mask and suit to go.

(A/N): I love Adrian so much, I’m sorry it it got a little out of character 😭. P.S I wanted to do like an episode x reader thing but it ended up super cringe… I might try again though 👀❤️

[navstuffs]

DC FANFICS

Adrian Chase (aka Vigilante)

ONE SHOTS:

Jealousy

After dating Adrian in secret for a few months, Amanda Waller’s inspection might make you reveal your secret.

British Accent

You try to make Adrian laugh with a horrible British accent, but you get stunned by his answer; or where Adrian has a perfect English accent.

Prince Adrian of Evergreen

After watching Brigderton, you notice Adrian looks like the Prince of Prussia. He surprises you with a date with the Prince.

Like a thimble

Peacemaker interest in your sex’s life with Adrian definitely does not mean a good thing

Lean on me

You are the strongest person Adrian has ever met. But sometimes even the strongest break.

Beach date

Adrian has never seen the beach before, so you decide to surprise him on a road trip.

Kneel (MENTION OF SMUT)

You command. Adrian obeys.

Sweet Revenge (SMUT)

Peacemaker breaks the only rule you had in your relationship. You give it back by fucking his best friend.

Bloody Shirt

After saving Adrian, you are taken badly hurt to the Emergency and Adrian can’t stop thinking he should have told you his feelings.

The Three Loves of Adrian Chase

Adrian fell in love three times in his life. Based on the Three Loves Theory.

HEADCANONS:

Beach date headcanons (MENTION OF SMUT)

Based on Beach date. You don't have to read one to understand the other or vice-versa.

Headcanons of doing a hiking trail with Adrian

Angst headcanons of the team captured and reader makes a hard decision: part 1, part 2

CTHULHU VS GODZILLA

You and Adrian always argued about the weirdest topics.

Headcanons of someone making fun of Adrian's S/O accent, versão em português.

Someone decides to make fun of your accent; just Adrian kicking some xenophobic’s ass.

IT'S CARNAVAL! (SMUT)

a series of headcanons of you, Adrian enjoying Carnival (+ Chris).

MINI SERIES:

Double Life: part 1

Your younger brother’s dangerous lifestyle risks Adrian’s secret identity being revealed.

It's a Match!: part 1

After the fiasco on Tinder dates, you finally match with Adrian Chase.

MISCELLANOUS:

I am getting a divorce + Adrian Chase (Jujutsu Kaisen - MEN VERSION)

THE BATMAN (movie 2022)

LONGFICS:

A fun distraction (Catwoman x GN!Reader x Battinson): part 1

You and Selina are coming back to Gotham. Selina sees how much of a hero Batman has become and what awaits you two at Gotham.

[vigsilantes]

forever (adrian chase x reader)

Pairing: Adrian Chase x Reader (one shot) Summary: you and adrian are very cuddly in the morning and don't want to go to work. (another hc about adrian being cute and cuddly when he wakes up) Word Count: 762 Tags: Established Relationship, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Idiots in Love, Cuddling, Comfort Warnings: none, this is pure fluff!!

>>>(read on ao3)<<<

After a short night’s sleep from being out late Vigilanting, you two were out cold for the majority of the night. But, unfortunately your body is always on schedule, so you shifted slightly in bed and could feel the bright sun peeking through your window. You could tell that it was almost time to get up. Moments later, as if on cue, your alarm started blaring, but it was on Adrian’s side of the bed. How your phone ended up over there was unbeknownst to you but you were stuck under Adrian so you couldn’t reach it. You thought he would just reach over and shut it off after a constant minute of the alarm going off, but he didn’t, and he was still laying over you dead asleep, so you started to groan.

“Babeee,” you barely got out, still half asleep. He budged, and groaned too, then without looking he slipped the arm that was holding you away to shut off the alarm. As quickly as he could he threw his arm back over you and nuzzled his head to where it just was in your neck. You loved how he cuddled with you through the night. He always had to be touching you when you slept, to know that you’re there. It’s the same with you though, you can’t sleep without him next to you, and it’s been like that for years. You scooted backwards into him, to be even closer to him for the next few minutes of serenity before your second alarm ruined the moment.

“Mhm, babe, the alarm’s gonna go off again soon,” you groggily said. With his head still buried in your neck, he shook it, almost disagreeing with you about the alarm.

“No, it’s not,” he said, even though he knew it was going to go off again. “I don’t wanna move,” he confessed, with his voice deep. In the mornings, right before he really wakes up, he’s really quiet, which is in contrast to his constant, energetic rambling at all other times. It’s not like you don’t love his rambling, you adore it, but this cute, vulnerable side of Adrian is a sight for sore eyes.

“Me neither.”

“Then don’t,” he suggested. “Bail out of work,” he spoke into the back of your neck.

“I can’t, and you have to go to Fennel Fields too, hun, you’re opening,” you reminded him, with pain in your voice. He grumbled, then lifted himself off of you to move to the other side of you so he could face you. He pulled you in close to him and your head fit right under his chin.

“I could stay in bed with you foreverrrrr,” he purred, his eyes barely open. His bare skin was warm against yours. He’s always warm, he’s like your own personal heating pad.

“Me too, Adrian,” you hummed, he started playing with your hair.

“If I break your phone the alarm won’t go off,” he said seriously, and you honestly contemplated it. “And work won’t even be able to even reach you with your phone broken. There, problem solved.” He said sleepily. You giggled.

The way he was holding you was intoxicating, with your head on his inner arm, buried into his bare chest. One of his arms was extended under your neck caressing your back, and his other over your chest, with his hand still fiddling with your hair. You could hear his heartbeat, and you could feel his even breaths hit the top of your head. His warmth engulfed you, and you couldn’t even think about getting out of this bed anymore. There were a lot of mornings like this, where your cuddling with Adrian was just too perfect to leave. And this was one of them.

“Maybe... Maybe it’ll be alright if I’m late to work,” you proposed, he hummed in agreement. “I don’t wanna move either.”

“Hey, I’m fine with being late today,” he said truthfully, “if it means I get to stay right here with you I’ll quit like right now,” a smile grew on your face, and he held you in tighter.

“You’re funny,” you said, he snickered. “You’re not quitting, but we can be late today, alright?”

“Alright!” he said, with more energy. “But I would totally quit, babe, you know that right?” he moved his head so he could look at you, a big smile was on his face.

“Yeah baby, I know,” you replied, he leaned down to peck your forehead, and you two laid there in peace for a little while more.

[tiannasfanfic]

HC: A Night Off with Adrian & Chris

Fluff

It’s a well known fact that both you and Chris smoke weed. Neither of you have gotten Adrian to smoke yet, but he’s slowly becoming more open to idea.

One thing that has really help change his mind is seeing how relaxed you both are after smoking. He knows you both definitely need it.

Plus you both are absolutely hilarious when you’re high.

Hanging out at Chris’ trailer becomes a regular thing for the three of you on your nights off.

Afterward, you and Adrian always would share an Uber to your place, where you’d be dropped off, then he would continue on home.

Except for one night.

That night, the topic came around to conspiracy theories.

You and Chris got into a friendly competition to see who knew the scariest conspiracy theory.

It went on for hours. Getting wasted with his two best friends was always great, but Adrian really had a ball listening to you two do dramatic retellings of every conspiracy theory under the sun.

Then it came around to Mandala Effects, theories on living in a computer simulation and real life glitches in The Matrix.

The contest ended when both you and Chris went into high, paranoid freak-outs at roughly the same time.

Poor, drunk Adrian had to try to calm you both down.

He had varying levels of success.

There may have been lots of promises made to the both of you that he’d never let anything bad happen to either one of you.

Chris ended up so paranoid that he didn’t want to be alone that night.

The three of you ended up sharing Chris’ small bed, hiding under the blankets in a cuddle pile.

Adrian was the middle spoon.

It was the greatest night of his life.

By the time Adrian woke up the next morning, Chris was already out of bed. But you were wrapped in his arms, burrowed against him under the covers.

You had been his little spoon the night before and still were.

Adrian laid there enjoying how you smelled and the feeling of your body next to his…until he realized his morning erection was pressed directly against your ass.

He quickly, but quietly, got out of bed, just happy that he had woken up before you.

He hadn’t.

He thought he had saved himself some embarrassment.

He hadn’t actually saved himself from anything.

In fact, you had just about worked up the nerve to finally make a move on Adrian when he got up.

Oh well. Christopher Smith’s bed probably wasn’t the ideal place to tell him your feelings anyway.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Idk why but wouldn’t it be funny if Adrian (vigilante) had a go at Edward (Dano!riddler) about the whole duck tape shit? Just me? Okay.

[playbucky]

Tease.

You are an ‘outsider’ that helps the 11th street boys, having been friends with harcourt for a while and always being a reliable source of help she calls you into fight their target, allowing you and Adrain quickly became friends. When admission goes wrong you end up with a nasty slide to your stomach and Adrain finds out the small secret you’ve kept hidden. Characters – Adrain, Reader, Harcourt, brief mentions of the others. Word Count – 1.1k. A/N – First fic for Adrain, I will admit I haven’t been able to watch Peacemaker yet, so this his character is what I mainly got from the insane amount of tik toks and fics I’ve read. 

Stopping when the group of five caught your attention, spreading your legs slightly to keep your balance you looked over them before Harcourt smiled. ‘Everyone I want you to meet Y/N.’ Harcourt said, you reached up and removed the mask you were wearing. Your hair was going all directions but you didn’t care, you knew you’d see them in much worse states. ‘Nice to meet you.’ You said with a smile and a small wave. ‘You know the Siren?’ The man in the black and teal mask asked, Harcourt closed her eyes and nodded. ‘Yes, we’ve worked together a few times.’ Harcourt said, you huffed loudly and placed your hands on your hips. ‘A few?’ You quizzed, ‘We’re best friends and you know it.’ You replied, she rolled her eyes.

‘I hope they’ll still line up once your done.’ You grunted out, Adrain looked at Harcourt, noticing the corner of her lips quirked up. ‘Don’t worry, they’ll be fine.’ Harcourt stated, using the scissors to slice up the front for your top, stopping just under the black sports bra. You pulled away the blood stained top, letting the damp fabric drop to your sides as the wound was still bleeding with every breath you took. ‘You have tattoos?’ Adrian asked, you twisted your head to look at him, his eyes wide behind his glasses as he looked at the black ink across your entire stomach. ‘You didn’t know?’ You questioned, he shook his head. ‘No, I- I –‘ He stuttered. ‘You’ve made him speechless.’ Harcourt stated, sounding shocked yet amused. ‘I don’t hide that I have them.’ You pointed out, noticing his eyes moving beneath his glasses as they scanned your body looking at the designs. ‘Yeah, but I normally only see you in your tact gear or suit.’ He pointed out, you hummed knowing that its normally your neck and head on show. ‘Eh, well maybe you can see them all one day.’ You commented, hissing as the needle pulled your skin. ‘You know I can feel that right?’ You asked Harcourt, she glared at you through her eyelashes. ‘Stop your whining and continue flirting with Adrain.’ She pointed out, you rolled your eyes. ‘I’m not flirting with him, he would know If I was cause I’d call him pretty boy.’ You commented, brining your free hand up, draping your arm over your eyes. Not seeing Adrain dip his head to hid the blush that took over his cheeks, nose and the tips of his ears. ‘We’ll talk to him, the pair of you can usually go off in a tangent.’ She said, you scrunched your face up. ‘Oh sorry that we actually communicate with our partners and team.’ You told her, she looked at you before looking down at the wound. ‘I do communicate.’ Harcourt grumbled, wiping away some more blood with the damp cloth. ‘No you don’t.’ Adrain took the words out of your mouth, your stretched your hand to him and looked at her. She looked between the pair of you before looking back at your wound, sliding the needle through again causing you to hiss loudly. Adrain quickly grabbed your hand that was stretched towards him, interlocking his fingers through yours. You were surprised at the warmth and looked down to see that he had taken his gloves off. ‘Bitch.’ You mumbled at her, noticing the corner of her lips quirk up. ‘How many tattoos do you have?’ Adrian asked you, you turned your head to look at him as you squeezed his hand. ‘Twenty or so.’ You said, watching as his eyebrows raised. ‘Are they all small?’ He asked, you clenched your jaw as the needle was pushed through your skin again. ‘Adrain, look at my stomach, do they look small?’ You asked, he looked down at the black ink before shaking his head. ‘No.’ He said, you tilted your head back clenched your jaw again. ‘Stop being such a baby.’ Harcourt grumbled, your entire body tensing up. ‘You’re sewing me back together with a blunt needle.’ You ground out, she glanced at your through her eyelashes. ‘Do you want to bleed out?’ She quizzed, you snarled at her and she smirked before the three of you fell into silence, occasionally whines and grunts coming from you. ‘There, you’re all done but you better nit burst them.’ She announced, pushing off the hard stool and cleaning everything away. ‘Good thing I had pretty boy helping me.’ You said, pushing yourself off the make shift operating table. Harcourt groaned as she chucked a shirt, it had stains covering it but it was definitely cleaner than the blood soaked one, that was still lying in a heap on the floor. ‘Please, no flirting whilst on mission.’ Harcourt scolded you, you narrowed your eyes at her. ‘Fine, I’ll just have to come in early to see pretty boy tomorrow then.’ You commented, she rolled her eyes. ‘Look your about to make him combust.’ She pointed out, looking at Adrain who’s entire face had gone red. ‘Aw-.’ ‘Don’t say it.’ Adrian warned, tilting his head back and pushed his glasses up so he could see you better. ‘Do you not like it?’ You asked, fully away of the bulge that was prominent in the costume. ‘Stop teasing him.’ Harcourt scolded you, you turned and looked at her. ‘I asked a question.’ You said, holding your hand out. Harcourt rolled her eyes before chucking your weapon back to you, you tilted it to the side to check that it was still good. Glad that everything was in working order, you placed it into the holster that was wrapped around your thigh. ‘You’re going out without protection?’ Adrain asked, you shrugged your shoulders. ‘I have a gun, my two knifes and you pretty boy.’ You said, tapping his nose before you walked away as he let out a groan. ‘Y/N!’ Harcourt said, giving you a sharp glare. ‘Last one I swear, but I wonder how far I could push him?’ You asked as you moved to her side, she glanced over your shoulder seeing Adrain slowly walking. ‘I’d say he’s close to snapping.’ She commented, you gave her a wide smile.

[jordanmoreau]

hey guys funny story Peacemaker came out like 11 months ago I feel sick

[phant0mc1d3]

It was lunch when Danny got the notification of a large scale attack spearheaded by Bane on his phone. He hadn't wanted to be overt about his vigilantism but based off what he was seeing this attack was getting out of hand fast. He'd be caught dead before ignoring something like this.

Luckily the halfa had forseen something like this happening and not long after having transferred to the school he'd found a perfect out of the way janitors closet to transform in for occasions like these. Now the only issue was making way through the hoards of students milling around the halls like ants by the cafeteria.

With haste pushes through people leaving a litany of complaints by individuals in offence at being shoved past. At one point a teacher had called for him to stop running and without thinking too much of it he loudly prattles off the first excuse that comes to mind: bathroom emergency. He'd look back on it with embarrassment but at the time it served it's purpose.

However after finally reaching the closet and slamming the door shut he'd been faced with a major problem. There was already someone in there. Someone with their blouse halfway off and staring at him with wide, fearful eyes. Danny stopped dead in his tracks, hand still on the handle of the door and they stood there in silence for a beat.

The other teen -Tim from English class, Danny's brain supplied- spoke, "It's just- uh- kind of warm out today, you know?"

Danny blinked.

It was October and most definitely one of the colder days of the year. His eye travelled downward to a backpack that stood wide open, which seemed to have some sort of black and red coloured clothing inside of it. He looked back up to Tim with an expression that he hoped portrayed his deep sense of 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.

He slowly backs out of the closet. Maybe he'll try his luck at the bushes outside.

[scarletttries]

Adrian Chase/ Vigilante Fluff Alphabet (Peacemaker)

Pairing: Adrian Chase/ Vigilante (Peacemaker) x GN!Reader

Rating: Pure Fluff

Word Count: 4.3k

Author's Note: Back to the boy that made me start writing again after years of stopping! 😍 I've been struggling to write while i've been busy with a new job and a bit of a cold, so I thought I'd go back to my best boy Vigilante for another alphabet post and just like that my heart was racing for him again 💕Enjoy and let me know if you have any Vigilante HCs requests 🥳

a -affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

The moment Adrian gets the green light to show affection to you, that's all he can think of. He is such a physical person, always finding a reason to place a hand on your back or waist in public, and pulling you into his arms and threatening to never let you go after you have to spend mere moments apart. Behind closed doors, Adrian is constantly showering your face and hands with kisses, and there's no way he can sleep without a long slow good night kiss. He's also all about the sickly sweet nicknames and praising you for everything you do for him, just so endlessly grateful that he gets to call you his.

b - beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do you think is beautiful about them?)

It sounds like a cliche, but honestly he thinks you have the most beautiful eyes. He's never been a big fan of eye contact, finding it challenging to maintain, and when he manages usually people are looking at him with such an unkind mix of pity, disgust and contempt that he'd rather they weren't looking at him at all. But when he locks eyes with you and sees kindness, and interest, and not a single ounce of judgement, he knows that he never wants to look away from your perfect face, not for a second. And when he gets to see your eyes crease in the corners when he makes you smile and laugh with his ridiculous behaviour, well he thinks you are somehow even more beautiful.

There's a lot to consider beautiful about Adrian, his muscles, his adorable hair, his little nerdy smile when you start to pay attention to him, honestly there's nothing about him you'd ever want to change.

c- cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

Adrian likes to cuddle so much he wonders how he survived before you came into his life! The first time the two of you watch a movie together and you throw a blanket over you both, laying your legs over his lap and nuzzling against his chest, you could practically hear his heart hammering away in excitement, so happy to be there with you and so scared he would do something to ruin such a happy moment. Now that he's more comfortable about your relationship he's definitely the one to instigate, collapsing into bed with his arms wide open and whimpering until you land on his chest, his whole body encircling yours as he kisses the top of you and tells you're stuck there now.

d - dates (what are dates with them like? do they plan them out or are they spontaneous?)

Adrian is definitely more of the spontaneous type who'll turn up at your door unannounced with a bouquet of flowers or a crate of beer, and ask if you'll please go out with him tonight, and offer that's hard to refuse when he gives you those big pleading puppy dog eyes. Dates are a lot of fun, usually doing something a bit more silly and childish than the typical dinner and a movie. He'll take you to an arcade, or a bar with a mechanical bull and try and show off his skills for you, but sometimes the best dates are just nights at home with wine and takeout, where you realise that it's suddenly 3am and you've ended up in a blanket fort on the floor and decide to just spend the night there - you two would be happy just about anywhere as long as you're together.

e - ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

In the past Adrian hasn't exactly had a lot of dating experience, but if someone showed an interest in him and he didn't feel the same way, he'd be very blunt about it - not necessarily as sensitive as he should be, but making sure there is absolutely no room for misunderstanding.

f - fiancee (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

Deep down (like way deep down before he meets you) Adrian is a real hopeless romantic. You've seen how much friendship means to him, and he knows being married is like having the closest of best friends, to love you forever, and who wants to be your friend for the rest of your life. He can't imagine anything more special than that, but he's also never had someone he felt like he could picture that kind of relationship with. Then of course you come into his life and fill it with kindness and laughter and warmth and suddenly he struggles to keep the l-word from falling of his lips every time you hold his hand, and he starts keeping a ring in his pocket for the moment he's at least 50% sure you might say yes.

g - gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Despite a violent streak and almost superhuman strength, Adrian would be so incredibly soft and gentle when it comes to you. He knows what it's like to have you feelings hurt again and again and he never wants to make you feel as awful as he does when he speaks to someone other than you. He'd make sure he never delivered his snark in your direction, and is quick to tell you how smart your ideas are, supporting you in whatever you want to do. Physically he'd try and be conscious of his strength too, holding your hand very softly, and giving only the nicest, gentlest touches to your face when the two of you kiss. Sometimes he'll get a little too excited though and lift you into the air, throwing you against a bed or pulling you into a hug that threatens to take your breath away.

h - hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do if? what are their hugs like?)

Adrian loves when you hug him so so much. The first time he feels you wrap your arms over his shoulders and pull him against your chest, a lump forms in his throat and he's not sure why, everything feeling so overwhelming as you tell him you're glad he came back from a mission safely. He'd think of nothing else for days, considering putting himself in increasingly dangerous situations just so you might have a reason to hug him. In the end he decides to just walk into your arms the next time he sees you, and surely enough you respond by giving him a firm squeeze and stroking his head as it rests on your shoulder. He'll always be asking for hugs now that you two are item, pulling you into his arms if he thinks it's been too long since you last gave him his fix.

i - injury (how would they act if they got hurt?)

At first when Adrian gets hurt around you, he plays it off as if he barely notices it, wanting to seem cool and tough and making sure you don't feel too worried about him. Even when he's bragging about how quickly he'll be healed up and back to normal, you still insist on cleaning up his cuts, and as you gently lift his chin with your finger and take such precious care delicately cleaning any wounds that haven't healed themselves yet, he'll kick himself for not letting you do this more often, being the focus of your attention, his favourite place to be. He'll quickly start acting like more and more of a baby when he gets hurt, insisting that you and only you patch him up, working up the nerve to ask you to kiss that little cut on his lip better.

When you get hurt, holy shit does this boy panic. He doesn't know how serious any pain is in someone who doesn't heal like him, so he constantly offers to drive you to the hospital, not calming down until you give him a little task to do instead so he can feel helpful.

j - jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)

Despite being such an objectively incredibly gifted person physically, Adrian has had a tough time making people like him in his life, which leaves him feeling pretty insecure about himself. So when he sees someone he thinks is a lot more 'normal' than him talking to you, he can't help but feel distraught that they can offer you a better life than he ever could. He thinks he is the luckiest person in the world for having landed someone as perfect as you, so it makes sense that his luck would run out at some point, forcing himself to at least slink over and find out a bit more about the person that's come to take you away from him. When you feel him approach, looking a bit sorry for himself, you make sure to tug his arm around your waist and introduce him as your boyfriend with the proudest smile you can, watching as his eyes brighten at the sound of your voice and a matching smile grows on his cheeks as he plants a huge kiss on yours.

Thankfully Adrian is probably too oblivious for anyone else to flirt with him, so you'll only experience jealousy when he talks devotedly about Peacemaker.

k- kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to be kissed?)

Oh my god, the first time you kiss Adrian, the vigilante has never been more caught off guard in his life. It doesn't matter how much flirting you've done, how many times your loving gaze has flicked between his eyes and his lips, the moment you press a soft, sweet peck to his little pouting lips, his brain is completely shutting down. Even the slightest kiss is so special to him that he thinks it's more likely you did it by accident than you actually want him to kiss you too. It will take you explicitly explaining that you have feelings for him and that you want to kiss him before he feels able to kiss you too, and by then he's smiling so widely he needs ten minutes to calm down before he even can.

Once you pass the newfound territory of little pecks whenever he sees you, moving to more intimate, open-mouthed, fingertips trailing through hair, full-bodied kissing behind closed doors, Adrian is like a man possessed. His usually very active mouth is finally quiet long enough to capture yours, pulling you into his lap where he can feel your full weight lean against him, a hungry marathon of sloppy kisses capturing your lips, moaning against you in overwhelming excitement. You can try and move your lips to his neck and mark him as your own, but as much as he loves the feelings of you bruising his skin, he finds himself whimpering until he can taste your sweet kiss again.

l - love language (what is their love language?)

Adrian likes to show and receive love through touch, the way he constantly keeps a hand on you as a reminder he's nearby and watching your back is his way of showing love all day. And when you lean in for a kiss and place your hand on his thigh, his heart feels like it's being wrapped in a soft woolen blanket, letting him know how much you truly care for him.

He loves to do little acts of service for you as well, like tidying things up around you if you've cooked him dinner, or picking something up on his way over to you because you mentioned being low of it last time he visited - he feels so at home with you, that he wants you to feel like your home is better for him being a part of it.

As well as the undeniable thrill he gets from the way you touch him, he's also a real sucker for words of affirmation. He's rarely been on the receiving end of kind words, and the important people in his life often seem embarrassed to acknowledge him and admit to knowing him, so when you unashamedly say you love him in front of the whole team, or call him your boyfriend when you pick him up from his day job, or tell him that something he's done is good and helpful, he feels over the moon and loved to his core.

m - mornings (how are mornings spent with them?)

Adrian feels like the kind of guy who is constantly a ball of pure energy. He wakes up fully alert and stacked to the brim with enthusiasm when he opens his eyes and has woken up next to his favourite person in the whole world. He wants so desperately to be considerate and let you rest, but he can't stop himself from practically vibrating with glee at the mere sight of you. He'll leave it as long as he can take it before he gently traces a finger over your skin, his heart fluttering from the tiny bit of contact before finally your eyes flutter open to the biggest smile you've ever seen. Once you're awake be prepared to get tackled into a huge hug, his mouth suddenly racing at a thousand words a minute telling you how much he missed you while he was asleep and how pretty you are in the morning and how even your snoring is cute. He could happily stay in bed with you forever, so you'll have to be the one to drag him out of bed and into the kitchen for breakfast, where he'll continue clinging to you for dear life.

n - nights (how are nights spent with them?)

Adrian's always been a night owl, given so much of his patrols and missions take place at night. He much prefers the nights he spends with you though, trying to find a few hours of peace in an otherwise chaotic life. He likes that it's time that the two of you usually get to spend alone together, curled up in each other's arms with no plans you don't want and nowhere else you need to be except together. When you two crawl into bed, he loves to lay in the dark and just look at your features in the dimmest of moonlight, telling you his silliest thoughts, and some of the deep ones he feels too vulnerable to say with the lights on, never letting you fall asleep without a reminder of how much you mean to him and how much happier his life is with you in it.

o - open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Adrian has absolutely no filter when it comes to talking about his life, telling you everything you want to know, and a bunch of stuff you didn't even ask long before the two of you have even been on a date. In his mind, you're one of the first people that's ever seemed genuinely interested in him, and he wants to make the most of that before he inevitably reveals something about himself that will scare you off like he does with everyone else. The one thing he'd struggle to come out and tell you initially is just how much you mean to him. The feelings are so new and scary that he's sure there's no way you could feel the same, so you would have to be the one to put yourself out there and let him know he's bewitched your whole heart.

p - patience (how patient are they usually? what tends to wear their patience thin?)

Thanks to all his training, patrolling, staking out locations, and worst of all having to work in a restaurant, Vigilante is surprisingly patient. He's more than happy to wait forever if it makes things less stressful for you, and he'd give up every second of his time to help you do something, he really is just that devoted. He only starts to get impatient when the two of you are apart, and it feels like his soul is aching to get back to your arms.

q - quality time (how do they like to spend with you?)

At first Adrian feels a lot of pressure to always be having the exciting kind of fun with you, suggesting lots of different date ideas and never wanting you to have a dull moment around him. It would take a bit of work for you to have him get used to just spending a night in with you, cuddled up together and doing very little, finally getting the idea in his head that you could never get bored of him. He still prefers to go out for dates with you most of the time, loving sitting at a bar or diner with someone who only wants to be with him, but that doesn't mean he doesn't adore the days the two of you spend every hour just talking in bed about nothing.

r - remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

Because of the need to protect his identity, most of Adrian's interactions (even some of the most intimate ones) have been from behind his helmet, leaving him feeling a lot less confident in his face than he is in the rest of his body. Given you met him as Vigilante first, he was worried that you were disappointed the first time you saw the face under his mask, unable to read your expression by the time he put his glasses back on. He'd be very happy that your feelings for him grew despite that, but there would always be a voice in the back of his head that thought you liked him better with his helmet on.

So the first time the two of you were locked in your usual prolonged make out sessions and you hinted at going further than kissing, he immediately made the offer before you could ask for it;

"Do you want me to put my helmet back on?" The question would stop you dead in your tracks, trying to read his almost apologetic expression as you replied.

"That would make it pretty difficult to kiss you." You watched his eyes drift down to your lap as he struggled to make his case.

"But it means you only have to look at the best parts of me." His muscles seem to flex beneath you as if to assume that's what you want from him, the parts of him he can't work out feeling like a short-coming.

"I think every part of you is the best Adrian." His eyes snap up at your words, searching your gaze for deception or mocking and finding nothing but sweetness. "And I love your face." You trace a finger over his features as if considering each one and coming to only the happiest conclusion, "I like your eyes, and your glasses, and your nose, and your smile, and you're a good kisser, so overall your face is pretty damn important to me." With each soft touch he feels years of insecurity melt away, any self doubt dissolving under your loving gaze until he can't stand to not be kissing you a second longer, lifting you into his arms as he does and carrying towards the bedroom as quickly as his legs can manage after you've all but turned them to jelly.

s - security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

Adrian knows just how dangerous the world can be (although a big chunk of that danger comes from him personally) so he would feel incredibly protective of you from the first time you met. He likes being able to use his strength and skills to keep you safe, and make you feel like you're secure as long as he's around you, wanting to give you every reason to keep him close. He'd insist on escorting you everywhere he could, keeping an arm around you once he feels able to touch you that way. He feels especially lucky when you let him sleep over and he can watch over you while you sleep, making sure you have only the sweetest dreams.

It may not feel like you can do too much to protect a man like Vigilante, but everything you do makes him feel like nothing in the world can get to him. Your loving words and supportive encouragement protect him from the cruel teasing of others, and he knows that his sensitve heart is safe now that it belongs to you.

t - try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Adrian's waited a long time to have someone finally feel the way you do about him, and he would want to go out of his way every single day to show you how much he appreciates it. His efforts might sometimes come from a strange direction or be a bit misguided, but you will never feel like he takes you for granted, and he'll never be the kind to let an occasion pass without marking it. He'd love putting in effort every day with you, because the domestic life the two of you build together would make him so happy that doing the smallest jobs in your little home would feel like such an honour.

u - upset (how do they act when you're upset? how do they act when they're upset?)

Vigilante doesn't get upset very often, so when he does it's very easy to notice. The big warning sign is that he'll get very quiet, a real contrast to his usual monologue of adoration. He doesn't usually tell you what's wrong until you ask, worried about burdening you with something silly, but when you pull his head against your chest and rub his back softly, all his feelings will come pouring out, suddenly feeling so much lighter when he has your reassurance.

When you're upset Adrian is very quick to assume he's done something wrong, so he would be very quick to try and make up for it. It would be hard to stay sad about anything as he runs around desperately parading gifts in front of you and telling all his worst jokes until eventually you reassure him that you still love him and that it's something else bothering you, at which point he would collapse and cuddle you and make sure you had all your favourite things for as long as you need. (although the jokes don't stop)

v - vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

Adrian's owned the same four outfits for his entire adulthood and never really thinks about the way he looks out of his vigilante costume. He works out a lot and feels pretty good about that, but when you gently push his glasses up the bridge of his nose first thing in the morning, leaving a kiss of the bridge of it and beaming up at him, he'd start to feel pretty good about his looks too.

w - wildcard (a random headcanon for them.)

One of Adrian's favourite things in the world is when you come and pick him up from his day job at Fennel Fields. Sometimes he feels like his colleagues think he's a weird loser and he can't tell them anything else about himself for fear of giving his identity today (since he's kind of terrible at lying) so he can start to feel quite down about himself when he has his shifts there. Luckily all it takes is a split second glimpse of you as he's clearing his final tables for the day, and suddenly he feels like the biggest hero in the galaxy, racing to get finished so he can practically sprint out the door and into your arms. Sure it doesn't hurt if his colleagues see that he has an incredible partner who cares enough about him to come meet him after work, but what they think stops mattering to him the second he's basking in the light of your presence.

x - x-ray (how easily are they able to read you?)

He's reasonably oblivious when it comes to reading just about anyone, and unfortunately that can apply to you too. You have to be pretty careful about telling him when you're being sarcastic or when he's done something you don't like, but luckily he's very quick to ask questions and check in with how you are, so the two of you would quickly find the best way to communicate.

y - yuck (what things do you do that they hate?)

Sometimes Adrian worries about the way you see the best in people, his black and white view of the world telling him that most people can't be trusted. That and when you break even the tiniest law (jaw-walking, speeding slightly, parked on double yellows for five seconds to pick him up) and he'd have to face his own hypocrisy because he knows he could never punish you.

z - zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Adrian wakes up a lot in the night because of how alert he is all the time. He tries to be careful about waking you, but sometimes when he gets up in his head worrying that something will happen to you and he can't get back to sleep, he'll shake you gently by the shoulder until you turn around and let him burrow under the blankets to lie against your chest, suddenly feel so much more at rest when your arms are wrapped around him, sleepily stroking over his back.

[mysterycitrus]

bruce and jason are the scariest bats because they’re physically intimidating — boring, obvious, overdone

dick and cass are the scariest bats because you’d never see them coming — brilliant, incredible, amazing, revolutionary, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique

[sanchensky]

Eclipse have had enough of Vigilante!Y\N's disregard.

It's gonna be their final talk.

TW Possesive behaviour, Mild (?) Violence

// there's a happy ending tho :)

~ ~ ~

Here's my little passion project based on Naff's Sleuth Jesters :) I'm still not quite happy with it but I really wanted to finish animatic before Christmas

♫ Used song: The Scorpion and the Frog / Trust Me

Sleuth Jesters by @naffeclipse

Detective!AU belongs to @starlightcloudbaby

Kudos to @crystalitar who originally recommended this song to Naff.

Also much love to @pure-plum who's art I've been shamelessly using as reference :)

[vigsilantes]

one day off (adrian chase x reader)

Pairing: Adrian Chase x Reader Summary: You and Adrian finally have a day off and Adrian gets curious about smoking weed. Word Count: 1.4k Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Making Out, Comfort, Idiots in Love, Swearing, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Smoking, Weed, Warnings: swearing, smoking weed (read on ao3)

Adrian has always been skeptical about weed. You have been open about how often you smoke and felt comfortable smoking around him, though he never totally approved of it, he has seen you do far more illegal things than smoking a bit of weed, so he doesn’t really care. Recently, with all of the missions you and the team have been going on, you have been overly exhausted, especially Adrian. He always puts 100% into every mission and he is definitely feeling the repercussions of it. Luckily, after weeks of nonstop work Harcourt offered you two the day off, and you gladly accepted it.

The day had been incredibly blissful and consisted of you and Adrian watching shitty horror movies and cuddling on the couch. The two of you always love to discuss what you’re watching while watching it, making funny comments, or sharing fun facts. Most people find it incredibly annoying, well everyone finds you and Adrian annoying with anything you two do, but you love what Adrian has to say and he loves what you have to say. After the third movie of the day, the pizza you ordered a while ago arrived just in time for dinner. In the kitchen, you opened the box of Hawaiian pizza and started to ramble on and on about how much you like pineapple on pizza and how it often gets too much hate. After a minute you notice how silent Adrian is, which isn’t like him, especially when talking about how much of an advocate he is for pineapple on pizza.

“Why are you being so quiet, Ade?” you ask, gently poking his stomach. He furrowed his brows.

“Well, I was just thinking…” he trailed off and paused. You scrunched your eyebrows. “You know how you smoke weed?” he asked, completely seriously.

“Yes, Adrian, I do. What’s up?” you question while taking a slice of pizza from the box and putting it on your plate.

“Well….” he paused again; he never takes this long asking something unless he’s nervous. “I….” he began, then started fiddling with the napkins he had for you both in his hands.

“Adrian whatever it is, you can ask me,” you smiled and nudged him, hoping that would prompt him to finally spit it out.

“So, I know you’ve smoked weed for like as long as I’ve known you and I have always kinda protested it in the past which is really dumb because it’s totally legal now and like everyone smokes which is cool like your body your choice you know? But it just seems like you’re always able to really relax, like... totally chill out for a bit whenever you smoke, and you always laugh a lot and you get really giggly and cute and your face turns this pretty shade of pink when you’re baked and whenever you and Chris smoke you guys have a blast, and it seems really fun to just let go like that for a while an- “

“-Babe, do you want to smoke with me?” you ask, finally cutting him off from his long-winded ramble. Sometimes it’s just best to cut him off when you can tell where he’s going with his ramble, if you don’t, he will just never stop. You once heard him talk about chipmunks for like twenty minutes. You didn’t mind, as you love hearing what he has to say. Chris and Emilia on the other hand got bored, fast.

“I think so?” he said, almost unsure of himself but with a smile growing on his face. “The missions have been fucking insane lately and I wanna have some fun with you on our one day off,” he rubbed your arm and you smiled. “Which is total fucking bullshit by the way! Harcourt should let us have like weekends off or something,” he shrugged and you nodded your head in agreement, he wasn’t wrong.

“Well, I can totally smoke you up!” you wiggled your eyebrows and smiled. “We can just take it slow for your first time!” you got on your tippy toes to press a small kiss on his cheek, then went into your shared bedroom to grab your stash of pot in your drawer. You left your bedroom to find Adrian on the couch and the pizza on the coffee table. You joined him and sat crossed-legged next to him.

“Okay so since it’s your first time I’m gonna just roll a joint, nothing crazy alright?” you ask, double checking if he really wants to smoke.

“Okay!” he said with cheer in his voice. You started grinding the weed and as you looked up at Adrian, you could see the excitement in his pupils. He started eating a slice of pizza as he watched you in amazement. After you finished grinding the weed, you grabbed your rolling tray and a paper, and began rolling a joint. About halfway through Adrian said “Wow, you’re so good at that babe, that looks hard.”

“It takes a lottttt of practice Ade, but thanks.” you smiled at him and continued rolling it. After a second, you licked the paper, and you had a joint that was ready to smoke. You stuck the joint in your mouth, got your lighter, lit the end of it and inhaled. Adrian watched you intently, so he knew exactly what to do, even though he’s seen you smoke hundreds of times.

“Alright so really try to inhale it, like take a deep breath,” you tell him and he nods. You pass him the joint and he does what he was told, taking a very deep inhale from it. Seeing him smoke was something you’ve never seen him do before, but he looked very hot doing it. He coughed a little bit but seemed to be fine, totally normal for new smokers.

“You alright?” you ask him, just making sure.

“Yeah, I think I did it right!” he smiled, almost choking on his cough. It took a second, but he stopped coughing then handed you the joint. He then fist-pumped because he successfully smoked which made you chuckle. You took a few drags and took your time, making sure he had a minute in between his hits. He watched you in awe as you inhaled, his pupils completely dilated, and you blushed. You gave him the doobie again and he slowly took a long drag, his cheekbones becoming defined as he inhaled.

“Fuck Ade, you look really hot smoking…” you admit, still blushing from before. The complement caused him to blush, and he smiled.

“Now you understand how hard it is to control myself whenever you smoke!” he said jokingly. “The number of times I’ve jerked off while thinking about you smoking is like dumb high,” he laughed, and you shook your head smiling.

You both took a few more drags from the joint, you having more than him, and you eventually finished it. After a few minutes of eating pizza and making jokes, you both were totally baked. His eyes were a bit glossy, and his face was red, but you could tell he was a bit relaxed, or as relaxed as Adrian Chase can be. You clicked on a corny zombie movie and began cracking up at everything that was happening. At one point, you had to pause the movie because you two couldn’t stop laughing.

“He-he totally just-" Adrian started but cut himself off by laughing more. You were laughing so hard; neither of you could even breathe.

“That-” you couldn’t even get out what you were trying to say because of the laughing. Adrian’s face was completely red, and he looked so incredibly happy. After a few more minutes of full-on belly laughing, you calmed down to a few small laughs and chuckles. You rubbed his hand and smiled.

“I’m glad we're having fun,” his smile never faded but it somehow increased when you said that.

“Thanks for smoking me up, babe,” he pulled you closer to him, you were now face to face. His green eyes shimmered while looking into yours, and he kissed you, sloppily but happily. You returned the kiss and then some, and ran your fingers through his small curls, lightly scratching his scalp. That riled him up and he pulled you in even closer. His kisses became more passionate, you could tell he was hungry for more of you. He ran his hand down your back and gently lifted you up onto his lap. You separated for a second as you hovered over him, and as he looked up at you, you both smiled.

“This was a good day off,” you stated, fixing his glasses which were practically falling off of his nose. He grinned.

“You can say that again!” his cheeks got rosy, and he went in for another kiss.

[starry-bi-sky]

i have been unmedicated for the entirety of spring break and thus have had little interest in writing this down, but i have been thinking about this for the entire week (as well as a dpdc clone danny au that resulted in it becoming its entirely separate batman au that includes a teenage vigilante bruce wayne, an ocarina, and me entirely incapable of making a batman au without making bruce dirt poor but we're not talking about that) and so i've finally went 'fuck it' and forcibly grabbed my laptop. I will get this done in one sitting even if it kills me.

BUT. This is about neither clone^2 danny nor about who i am calling Ocarina Batman. This is about my Danyal Al Ghul Au and more SPECIFICALLY it's me thinking about his relationship with Sam and Tucker specifically.

Tucker and Sam? Adore this asshole (affectionate) with every fiber of their being. And it is very much a reciprocated feeling, but Danny's thoughts will not be delved into much other than he would kill for them.

Tucker? The only person currently capable of getting a deep, loud, belly laugh out of Danny. Sam can get him to smile and to laugh, but it's the kind that's a chuckle-under-the-breath. The quiet, looks-down-while-huffing laughter. Snorts once with laughter and then grins stupidly.

But Tucker? Tucker can crack a slew of stupid jokes and Danny will be incapacitated for the next five minutes because he's laughing so hard that he can't breath. He lands one well-timed pun or quip and Danny will be close to tears. His laughter is their favorite sound in the whole world.

Sam is lowkey jealous of this ability, and she's gotten a belly laugh out of Danny a few times. But alas, it is Tucker who wields this power and has gotten it the most times out of the two of them.

-

They're also both physically affectionate with Danny as much as possible. It started roughly around when they were 12-ish, a year since they befriended Danny, and they noticed that he sought after touch but never seemed to initiate (and was in some ways repulsed by it). They started slowly being more touchy with him. Hooking a finger around his to lead him somewhere, tapping his wrist, looping arms. Little touches, grabs, etc, to get him used to it, and once he started doing it back they started increasing it.

It's gotten to a point where he will now just. Lay on them. Like a lizard sunbathing on a rock. Leaning on their backs when they're sitting in class before the bell rings, his chin on their heads. He'll talk about anything with his arms looped around their shoulders.

If they're sitting on a couch at either of their houses, he'll lay his legs on theirs. Him and Tucker will press their feet against the other's and try and push against them (newsflash: Danny always wins, Tucker claims its the ghost strength but Danny's been winning since before his accident)

-

Naturally, both Sam and Tucker know where Danny keeps his weapons on his person, and are allowed to grab them off of him if they need it. His only requirement is that they don't lose his weapons if they take it and forget to return it immediately.

They both understand how big of a thing this is from Danny, and so they do their best to treat his weapons with a lot of respect and care because they know its his way of saying he trusts them.

-

Sam and Tucker are so fond of Danny it's insane. Like fr. That's their goddamn best friend, and they are so protective of him. Emotionally, physically, you name it. They will tear the head off a grown man if they need to, Danny's had scars since he arrived in Amity Park and Sam and Tucker both are going to find the person who put them there and make them pay for it.

One time, Tucker overheard a bunch of upperclass girls speaking nastily about Danny and about the rumors surrounding him, calling him names like 'freak', 'monster', etc. Danny was with him and heard it, and seemingly appeared unbothered by it, even telling Tucker that he was used to such rumors.

Tucker was so furious that hacked into the school system later that night and tanked those girls grades. They were kicked out of their clubs and had to go to mandatory tutoring for the rest of the year. He made sure to leave some way of letting them know it was him who did it.

And Sam doesn't like using her money for things, doesn't like abusing that wealth. So instead, whenever her parents talk bad about Danny, she causes a media incident that has her parents scrambling to deal with. She does something wild, outrageous by her parents' standards.

She heard some boys on the basketball team making fun of Danny once, similar to those girls had. She kicks up a fuss about something eco-unfriendly at school and forcibly holds a protest on the same day of the big home basketball game, forcing them to cancel the event and reschedule to a visiting school.

She anonymously donates money so that there's new uniforms for the team but oops! Looks like she "forgot" to donate enough money for them to get uniforms for all the team members, and strangely enough those boys in particular didn't get them! Looks like they'll have to wait until more money gets donated for the basketball team to get their new, nice uniforms. The old ones look so ratty in comparison, right?

And since the football team gets most of the sport money, that might just take awhile. And if (and when) they kick up a fuss? oops! Off the basketball team you go, :) such unsportsman-like behavior is unfit for the team.

(The only good thing about how corrupt the school system is is that she can use it to her advantage too.)

The both of them know that Danny suspects them for the sudden misfortune falling on these people, but he doesn't call them out on it. He's kinder than he used to be, but not kind enough to vouch for people who speak badly of him. Sometimes, he might just congratulate them on not getting caught.

Because Danny is their wonderful, hurt friend with a "slightly" Blue and Orange Moral code, and enough scars that people have been calling him a criminal (and worse) since he arrived in Amity Park when he was ten. And they'll be damned if he gets hurt anymore.