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vigilvntes · 1 year

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How would Bruce and Adrian each react to realizing they've fallen in love with someone?

warnings: i probably used bad language in here somewhere it's me what did we expect, a little teensy weensy bit of spice / adult content whoops again it's me what did we expect. just crumbs of it though

this is gonna be LONG AND MESSY i have a lot of thoughts because i've been gone for a while okay and im nervous to post this because i really mean it when i say it's been a WHILE anyway let's fucking gooooo

Adrian:

I feel like Adrian is very easily infatuated, and it doesn't take a lot for him to lust after someone. so i think he'd have a hard time drawing a line between when the surface level infatuation ends and when the falling in love begins. he likes the way you make him feel (although at first he's convinced he's on his way to an early grave when his heart skips a beat at just the thought of you). the warmth that spreads across his body whenever you touch him and the butterflies in his stomach when you smile at him when he attempts a card trick he taught himself from a youtube video at 3am ("is this your card?" "uh. no..." "....can we pretend it's your card?" "i lied. that's my card" "fuck yeah"). he likes the fuzzy feeling he gets when you so much as brush your fingers against his. he thinks about you a lot, all the little things about you that he adores. he thinks about you in the morning, at work, on the drive home, when he's patrolling the streets at night.

i think the only time he doesn't think about you is when he's out on a mission. he's focused. driven. he's probably the best fighter they have, and a great strategist. when he's out in the field, his mind is trained on one thing only: finishing the mission and caving skulls. until it isn't. until your face flashes across his mind and his shot almost misses the target and fumbles the whole thing. oops. emilia chastises him, asks him what the hell is going on inside that head of yours? and peacemaker just sits back with a smug smirk on his lips and proudly announces to everyone that adrian chase is in love (because of course he told peacemaker everything about you after he invited himself back to chris' trailer for a beer after a night of patrolling and shooting appliances)

adrian will deny it to the ends of the earth in front of the team, and he'll deny it to himself, really (because love is for LOSERS, as chris once told him after a particularly brutal breakup). but the more he thinks about it in the weeks following, the more it starts to make sense. before, he could push you out of his mind before a mission. he felt guilty, but it was just for one night. now, he can't last an hour without mentioning your name. he cant even go five minutes without thinking about you and your face. it's not just infatuation. it's not just your face and your smile and the way you laugh at all his dumb jokes or soothe him after every minor inconvenience that leaves him in a sour mood. it's love.

once he accepts that he's in love with you, he gets GIDDY. he wants to tell you and everyone that'll listen that he loves you in every waking moment. but he holds back, because he's sure there's an etiquette to it. that he has to wait for the "right time", or whatever. he'll want to be around you at all times. touching you, kissing you, hugging you, making you laugh, fucking you into the mattress until your brain is mush and the only word you can speak is his name. it'll physically pain him when he has to leave your side for a few days for a mission, or even for a few hours when he has to drag himself out of your bed and go to work. how rude of his responsibilities to even exist when he's in love.

i'm in two minds as to how he'd tell you he loves you. one part of me thinks it would happen during a really inconvenient moment. like when you're on the phone to your wifi company. or when you're just about to leave for work. or after he cums on your face bye. whatever the scenario it would leave you spluttering. the other part of me thinks you'd wake up to him banging on your door at 3am, sweaty and out of breath because he ran all the way to your apartment just to tell you that he loves you because he couldn't sleep and it was killing him that you didn't know yet. you receive noise complaints from your neighbours but you don't care because your boyfriend is in love with you and you're in love with him. so they can, in adrian's words, "shove a knife up their ass"

Bruce:

one word: avoidant. bruce makes a point out of not allowing himself to grow close to anyone, because everyone leaves or gets viciously ripped away from him in the most brutal way eventually. alfred is the only person who bruce considers to be close to him. until you came along! he's honestly not sure how he allowed you to get close enough for him to fall in love with you. but somehow, with your gentle touches and soothing words and bright smile even when he's at his most miserable, you've wormed your way into his heart and he can't stand it.

he can ignore the fuzzy feeling in his chest. that's easy enough for him to brush off, because he can just leave the tower. he can put on the suit and forget about you and the warmth you radiate while he patrols the streets of gotham, right? wrong! it starts with him taking a few more hits than usual from the punks he's fighting down a back alley because he found himself thinking about how nice it'll be when he gets back to the tower and crawls into bed with you (he probably wont sleep, but he likes to listen to your gentle snores and watch the way your chest rises and falls). then, he's getting jumped by some bastard he beat up a few weeks ago and his unsavoury friends because as he's walking the streets he can't stop thinking about the fact that you'd kissed his lips, forehead, cheeks, nose — everywhere, before he left for the night. in a way he resents you for it. being batman is the one thing he's good at, and you're ruining it. he cant concentrate on being what gotham needs if all he can concentrate on is, well, you.

he'll grow distant, and it'll probably happen quite quickly. you'll be left completely in the dark as to why he's rejecting you whenever you ask him to eat dinner with you upstairs. or why he brushes you off when you sleepily tug on the sleeve of his sweater and ask him to come to bed because he looks too tired and you're worried about him. whenever he does slip into bed next to you he'll genuinely consider sending a short and curt breakup text to you from the phone he bought specifically to text you. he'll spend more time patrolling or in the batcave, leaving you sad and alone and wondering what the fuck you did to warrant this.

bruce comes to his senses eventually after a stern talking to from alfred about how miserable you've been lately and how much you care for him and how it's okay for bruce to allow himself feel and care and love someone. it's probably then that bruce realises that alfred's right, and that he's in love with you. alfred wouldn't need to tell him twice that he needs to apologise for his behaviour. he hates the idea that he's hurt you and honestly he doesn't want to endure another stern lecture from alfred.

i think it'd take him a while to admit it to you. admitting it and accepting it himself was hard enough. he learns to adapt, to regulate his thoughts when he's out patrolling the streets. he learns to stop resenting you because you've been nothing but good to him and fuck, he loves you, and that's not a crime, is it? instead, he thinks of you as motivation. once he's finished his nightly duties for the good of gotham he can go home to you. i think he'd say it to you after a particularly rough night spent helping out commissioner gordon. he'll slip into bed next to you, pull you close and bury his nose into the crook of your neck. he thinks you're asleep, but you're not because you know that familiar dip in the bed all too well, and the creaky floorboard he steps on every single night followed by a series of quiet curses. it's barely above a whisper when he tells you he loves you, but you hear it loud and clear. he falls asleep peacefully (for once), and you fall asleep with a fuzzy heart and a soft smile on your lips. when you wake up, he's gone. but you know where to find him, so you pull the blankets around your shoulders and head down to his batcave. you find him sat at a desk, analysing the footage from the night before. he pushes the chair back to accommodate you, as he always does, and you plop yourself down in his lap. you lean your head against his shoulder and for a while the two of you sit in a comfortable silence as he works. until you press a soft kiss against his neck and tell him that you love him too. he stiffens at the sudden admission, but soon relaxes. you love him too, and it's not scary or wrong or unpleasant. it's nice.

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lysenfeu · 11 months

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I feel like Adrian is meticulously organized but in a confusing way for others. Like, all his weapons are sorted and put away neatly but he catalogs them by total kills per piece so it makes no sense to Chris. He'll spend a whole day sorting case files but in order of which file folder color he likes best and Emilia stopped asking about it. He puts cutlery in his cupboards so they can "be friends" with their respective dishes. It looks insane and random to everyone else but there's always an actual logical reason behind it, it's just Adrian-logic.

#adrian chase #peacemaker #vigilante #adrian chase headcanons #adrian chase imagine

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xenomoon · 9 months

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adrian chase/vigilante headcanons

x civilian/anti-hero reader + x black plus-size gnc reader

sfw and nsfw tones included

has these moments of cockiness and it either pisses you off or…

with that said he likes your hand wrapped around his neck

trans

adopts your phrases really quick

sounds like an echo of you sometimes

backs you up in any argument even if you’re losing

likes to stand close to you

^^sniffing your scent and/or playing with your clothes

when you guys spar he kinda pulls punches even though you don’t. taunting him makes him loosen up

enjoys throwing your body around//picks you up randomly

“look what i just learned how to do. are you looking? i’ll wait. ok ready?”

needy lil baby.

nuzzles into you whenever he’s close

clear frustration when he can’t get your attention

naps with his head in your lap and his face in your stomach

“i can hear your insides”

stares at you when you’re asleep and it scares the hell out of you to wake up with his wide ass eyes on you

forgets to take his meds a majority of the time. def ignores reminders/alarms to finish a story or joke he was telling at the time

puffs out his chest. not even for dominance or anything that’s just his posture

he has a really good arch 🧎🏿

likes to make you laugh + hear any variation of it

uses babe/baby a lot

sings in the shower

gets you to sit in his lap as much as possible

“let’s do it with our masks on”

you know he stalks you and just consider him a guard dog at some point

^actually did catch someone following you home while he was following you home and brought them to your front step all bloodied up and gagged :3

dad jokes

has this look in his eyes when you talk that gives you butterflies

you regret taking him to the club for the first time

^he became the center of multiple dance circles and kept pointing you out to join him

when your assignments are different during a mission, he makes sure to put to use the very long list of call and response phrases he’s forced you to learn

^knows he’s annoying but every time you respond, he smiles with relief

is very soft intimacy-wise

very low whimpers and light gasps

hesitant to grip you tightly at times,,,wants to treat you as gentle as possible

rough when riled up/has pent up emotions,,more of a power bottom then

favors backshots,,always melts in your grip

makes you food for aftercare

does his lil dancey dances with only his mask and normal clothing on,,,will perform multiple songs for you

ah…🧍🏿

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scarletttries · 2 years

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Adrian Chase/ Vigilante Masterlist (Peacemaker)

Author’s note: I’ve been having a bit of trouble with tags lately so just resharing my different character masterlists :) Also I am rewatching peacemaker so please send me your Vigilante thoughts!

Countdown to Midnight (x) - Smut

Speaking Volumes (x) - Smut, little bit of angst

Do you wanna taste it (x) - Smut, possessive Adrian

A Rare Night Off (x) - Smut

Three and a Half Date Nights: Date One (x) - Smut

Three and a Half Date Nights: Date Two (x) - Fluff

Three and a Half Date Nights: Date Three (x) - Smut

Three and a Half Date Nights: Date Three and a Half (x) - Smut

Message In a Bottle (x) - Fluff

Butterfly Fly Away (x) - Fluff, Angst

Till Death Do Us Part (x) - Fluff, Angst

Cry Baby (x) - Fluff, Angst

Bubble Trouble (x) - Smut

Consider Me Your Sexy Alarm Clock (x) - Smut

Do You Wanna Taste It (x) - Smut ( Plus Follow Up Comment (x) )

NSFW Alphabet (x) - Smut

The Punishment I Deserve (x) - Smut

NSFW Headcanon: Orgasm Denial (x) - Smut

NSFW Headcanon: Bites and Scratches (x) - Smut

Reblogs always appreciated!

#one shot #writing #fanfiction #requests #adrian chase #peacemaker vigilante #adrian chase x reader #vigilante #peacemaker #adrian chase headcanons #adrian chase x y/n #adrian chase smut #vigilante x reader #vigilante smut #peacemaker headcanons

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vigsilantes · 2 years

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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.

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tiannasfanfic · 2 years

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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.

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honeycombstrawberry · 2 years

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this is random but i cannot stop thinking abt dad adrian. one night, the baby will not stop crying and adrian insists on getting up to comfort her. he picks her up and babbles to her and the baby still won’t calm down. adrian does everything in his power to make her feel better/ calm down but the baby just won’t. he’s on the brink of tears, he’s so upset that he cannot calm down his own child. he’s beyond heartbroken and just wishes he could communicate with his baby. he doesn’t want to disturb his s/o because they’ve been so tired lately, but the baby just won’t calm down. adrain tearfully wakes up his s/o and explains that the baby won’t calm down and he’s sorry he had to disturb them, but he explains he’s just a terrible dad and can’t do it. with that, his s/o looks at him as if he has three heads because he’s the best dad EVER, he’s so so so good to the baby. they sluggishly explain that it certainly isn’t his fault, the baby is probably just a bit hungry. it turned out to be true, and adrian is just absolutely fascinated and amazed at how the baby instantly calms in their arms. adrain instantly feels a wave of relief wash over him, maybe he isn’t such a bad dad after all. adrian then excitedly proceeds to go on and on about how fascinating it is that their body can provide so much to their baby. he just doesn’t shut up about it. he finally feels at ease and happy because his little family is together on one shared bed, all of them happy, and sleepy.

this makes me unhinged. it doesn't matter how random it is i love i LOVE dad adrian i will hear a million scenario. i will give this man a million children before i let this company die

but god yes this IMAGE!!!!! him usually knowing exactly what to do and this time nothing's working like NOTHING is working and he's falling APART and he can't do it like it just breaks his heart to listen to how much she's crying so he has to wake you up and as soon as you're reassuring him he's immediately reminded of like why he's doing this with you. and why he loves you so much. and all that. he's just like oh right we're in this together and everything's okay and i'm also so tired and i'm not thinking straight

and when you're just like hhhhhh. all just snuggling together once the baby's calmed down and adrian's just talking so excitedly about all the incredible things you and your baby can do together and he's getting more and more incoherent as he gets sleepier and you're just so amused please

i'm so. i'm so touched i can't do this i'm overwhelmed i love him and this concept so much. dad adrian 4 life

#[chanting] dad adrian dad adrian dad adrian #dad adrian #the only tag that matters #dad adrian supremacy always #adrian chase headcanons #honeycombheadcanons #answered #anonymous #honeycombstrawberry #adrian chase #vigilante #adrian chase x reader #vigilante x reader

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damnedparker · 2 years

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one of adrian's favorite ways to sleep is most definitely being the big spoon to you!! he will literally keep calling you "my little spoon" while u are snuggling and sometimes even when ur not. but he loooves hugging you from behind and pressing his entire body into yours to keep you all warm and fuzzy. he has one arm under your neck to pillow your head; even if it falls asleep sometimes. and his other arm is either slung over your tummy, or his favorite, his hand resting under your shirt on ur ribs just below your chest. not bc he wants to be all touchy and cop a feel (although sometimes it goes that way cuz... he's adrian) but it makes him feel good that you're safe and he likes to feel your skin against his while the two of you sleep. it's a reminder that you're real, and you're alive and safe. sometimes if he cant fall asleep his hand wanders up and down between your ribs and your tummy, and it puts you to sleep so fast, which is all that matters to him. he'd stay up for days drawing circles on your skin if it meant you get a good night's sleep.

#feeling mushy gushy today #adrian chase x reader #vigilante x reader #vigilante headcanons #adrian chase headcanons #blurbs #headcanons

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voiddrop · 2 years

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hallo! im new to ur blog and wanted to say i loved the ftm reader x adrian fic! now i raise you, adrian with an equally if not more feral s/o. like "bro wanna see my top surgery scars? i did it myself" "bro thats fucked up.... wanna go on a date?"

This has been sitting in my inbox for a little while because I had to drag my dumb little potato brain away from Spencer Reid, but look... I’mma just... just throw out some little head-canons because yes, yes this exactly.

Gif belongs to javier-pena

Adrian Chase with a Trans!Boyfriend that is also Feral(TM) would include...

You two just always being on the same wavelength, same thought process, eerily so.

“I was thinking we should-”

“Go bother Economos?”

“How did you know I was going to say that?!”

You’re just as, if not slightly more, unhinged than Adrian and at this point everyone is too afraid to ask where he found you.

Leota finally does ask and when Adrian answers, “Oh! We met by the dumpster’s behind Fennel Fields.” is anybody really surprised? No. You do have trash panda energy.

You don’t tell Adrian your Trans until a few weeks after you start talking, before you really start dating and he’s a little confused at first. Like I said before, I’m sure you’d have to explain the concept to him, as well as dysphoria, but he’d be very supportive.

“You were born in the wrong body so you made it the right body? Dude, that’s so cool.”

Very supportive boyfriend.

Your included dialogue made me snort but let me raise you: “Dude, how did you get those scars?”

“I fought gender and won.”

“Wait, really? That’s so fucking cool.”

Then he takes you on a date to Fennel Fields and you eat breadsticks together.

I feel like Chris would try to vet you, see if you’re worthy of Adrian’s attention... Cause even if Adrian isn’t his BFF, he still needs to make sure you’re not a threat to the team, ya know?

Is in your presence five minutes and just, “Dude, you’re even fucking crazier than Adrian.”

“Thanks, Chris, but you don’t have to hit on me.”

More than anything, this is a shit post, but let it be known that Adrian fucking loves you. He loves how much you understand him, how you just... get why he feels the way he does.

Not many people do.

But you do and that is just... baller.

#I dunno can you tell it's been a second since I wrote any Vig stuff?#But here you go #I tried #vigilante x reader #vigilante #adrian chase #adrian chase x reader #adrian chase x you #headcanons #adrian chase headcanons #x reader headcanons #trans reader #x reader #reader is male #reader is trans

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fairyysoup · 2 years

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i've decided that adrian chase's middle name is michael purely so i can theoretically pull a "ADRIAN MICHAEL. I'M GONNA BEAT YOUR ASS" and watch him full speed run away from me in the vigilante suit

#*wdtab voice* like the viiine #i double checked his jail profile had no middle name listed #it is entirely possible #adrian chase #adrian chase headcanons #vigilante headcanons #vigilante #peacemaker

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pretendfan · 2 years

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••BE KIND••

•READ AND REBLOG•

#be kind #read and reblog #Adrian chase fan fics #vigilante fanfiction #adrian chase smut #freddie stroma #adrian chase #vigilante #adrian chase is a babe #peacemaker #adrian chase x female reader #adrian chase x reader #dcmultiverse #vigilante smut #adrian chase headcanons #enjoy content and share #go on #freddie stroma is too powerful

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jeysbvck · 2 years

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If his Adrian’s partner fell asleep on his shoulder while they are on the couch, do you think he’s the type of person to bring them to bed or he’d panic and be too afraid to move them cause that might wake them up, so he’d up end in the most uncomfortable position ever on the couch but it’s ok cause his partner is comfy

okay don't ask me why but ive thought about this a lot!

i think that adrian does both of these things depending on the situation!

i think if they're sick and they've fallen asleep on him, he'd scoop them up in his arms and carry them to bed, complete with tucking them in and giving them a sweet lil forehead kiss before climbing into bed next to them (facing them of course, opening one eye every so often to make sure they're okay)

any other time, i think he just let's them be asleep, i personally think adrian is the kinda person who can fall asleep anywhere, in any position, so he wouldn't find it too difficult to fall asleep even if he was the most uncomfortable he'd ever been, especially with his partner fast asleep on his shoulder!

#shan speaks #april asks #adrian chase thoughts #adrian chase headcanons #i hope this helps!

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lysenfeu · 11 months

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Okay SO I can't stop thinking about Adrian's training. He's highly skilled in multiple weapons and martial arts/hand to hand combat. Like, expert level and better than Peacemaker and Harcourt. That didn't come from out of nowhere, he had to have at least some sort of practice/lessons. He doesn't really seem like a group activities kind of guy, going to karate classes or a public range. And almost no martial arts master would take on a student so clearly out to kill.

So I figure he had to have taught himself. This dude had his family murdered and got up the next day, googled "how to get revenge" and bought gym equipment off Amazon. Locked himself away watching exercise videos and combat training walkthroughs over and over again until he had it perfect. Built a range in the woods so he could practice without being bothered. It came so naturally to him, he felt comfortable and at ease with his weapons in hand or doing combat drills.

He loved working hard to turn his body into an instrument of vengeance and hit the streets to get revenge and clean up Evergreen. It gave him direction and purpose after losing his Mom and Gut. Becoming Vigilante let his true self out and he feels at home being surrounded by violence.

#adrian chase #vigilante #adrian chase headcanons #my sweet lil psychopath #peacemaker hbo #peacemaker

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xenomoon · 10 months

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adrian chase/vigilante headcanons

forgot how much of a bbg he is ugh

black plus-size gnc reader

includes sfw and nsfw situations

listens to music inside his helmet

loves to collect those aprons with bodies printed on the front—any type of body at that

neurodivergent !

rambles a whole lot about random shit and redirects the conversation at least ten times before getting back to the main topic

he’s so sassy like you really can’t be going back and forth with him and expect to have the last word

sandals w no socks + flexes his toes a lot (stimming)

so papa-coded

mask on/off sfw = heavy eye contact

if he’s flustered with his mask on/off he’s gonna look everywhere but at you and will be sneaking glances

^actually it depends. he can be very heavy eye contact being flustered tew hmmm.

he’s so feral and unhinged

likes to bite you

is a jokester mostly but can turn it off in an instant once you give him a certain look

giggles a lot

touch starved lord. when’s the last time he got a hug

^gives long tight hugs + buries his face in your neck

likes to touch but the first time y’all went out his hands only hovered near your body, his demeanor hesitant

very clingy—both as a companion and as a lil boo ting

likes pda when it’s initiated by you

a brat. kinda hard to tame lmaooo he’s a good tease.

^starts off talkative then turns into a mess of whimpers and incoherent words.

begs easily. like you really don’t gotta do much intimidation once his brat battery runs out

sleeps with his mouth open

actually purrs when y’all cuddle

good big spoon and little spoon

checks on you a lot when y’all decide to sleep separately

is a really good cook—watches the cooks at the diner he works at a lot

loves to feed you + watch you eat

easily flustered by ordinary things you do

definitely gets turned on by your bouts of aggression and moments when you take control (outside of intimate settings)

so when y’all are on missions, his adrenaline gets paired with arousal

and after he’s v unhinged have mercy

gives off stalker

that's bc he is! and he doesn't deny it when caught

ending it here but more parts are to come :3

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Speaking Volumes (Adrian Chase Request)

Pairing: Adrian Chase/Vigilante x Reader

Rating: Explicit (Gender neutral pronouns through, but AFAB reader for smut purposes). Mention of a bomb and fire for an angsty start, but happy ending as always.

Word Count: 3.3k

Requests: "Can I pls request adrian and the reader hooking up while on a mission with the 11th street kids? and they try to be quiet but fail miserably." And "Ello! I love your fics sm! 🤍And I hope you don't mind but I want to request something for Adrian Chase x Wife! Reader where something happened and they get separated amidst chaos and everything through Adrian tries so hard to find his dear wife 🥺you get to decide the ending so much angst please thanks 😊💕"

Author's Note: Guess whose rewatching Peacemaker and has rediscovered her intense feelings for Adrian Chase 🙃🥰 thank you so much to these two requests that have been chilling in my inbox for months and I hope you enjoy the combo! Please feel free to send my your Adrian Chase thoughts while I try to cope with my feelings 😍

Speaking Volumes

When someone asked Adrian Chase what his 'superpower' was, he might say his weapons skills, his endurance or his ability to heal. If he thought about it more though, he'd say it was his ability to spot any weakness in an opponent, whether in their armour or their character. It had saved his life on more occasions than one, and every time it hardened his resolve to never develop a weakness of his own. But as he stalked through another row of floor-to-ceiling shelves in this industrial warehouse, separated from each and every one of his team he knew he'd failed to protect himself from weakness as his mind perpetually wandered to the agent on the other side of the cavernous structure: you.

Falling for you had been more natural than breathing to Adrian. From the first friendly smile he'd known you were the one, different to everyone he'd ever met, the piece he didn't realise he'd been missing until your eyes met his. The atmosphere between the two of you had been undeniable, and it didn't take long until he couldn't contain his feelings, three little words spilling from his lips every time your paths crossed. And of course, you had no choice but to return them, deeply in love with the strange but endearing vigilante, captivated by his undivided devotion. You settled into a perfectly unusual life together, sharing a small apartment that quickly felt like home, working together on missions with the 11th street kids, and having each other's backs through everything from bad hair days to hostage situations. After spending so much of his life feeling like he couldn't quite connect with others, finding you had been the best thing that had ever happened to Adrian Chase, and it surprised no-one when six months after you met a mission to Las Vegas had ended with a quick stop at a chapel, making sure you two would be bound together forever.

As Adrian peeked out from behind another tall stack of crates, peering down the scope of his rifle, he tried to distract himself from all thoughts of his partner being in an equally dangerous situation, until he heard the distinct cry of Peacemaker's voice,

"FUCK!"

The crates beside him tumbled as the ground seemed to tremble, a deafening boom echoing through the warehouse. Adrian skirted the falling heap just in time to avoid being crushed, but the shelves around him were quickly caving in as the warehouse began to fill with smoke. Adrian's mind was racing - they got the address on this place a little too easily, it must have been a trap all along, wired to blow the second they got deep enough into the labyrinth of shelves. If peacemaker found the bomb he was probably closest, but he could take the damage, he'd be okay. Economos was out in the van and would be watching their backs for an ambush, which left the three other agents inside, possibly hurt, Harcourt, Leota and (Y/N). - His lungs seemed to empty at the realisation, you were in here, separated from him, lost in the chaos of smoke and flames and toppling steel. He could feel the panic setting in as his fingertips tingled with numbness that threatened to become all encompassing, his mouth drying out from more than the rising smoke. He tried to shake off his dread, focus on finding you again, willing his suddenly aching arms to work as he began to clamber haphazardly up the nearest pile of rumble. He could feel eyes start to sting as he lifted himself to a vantage point, vision obscured through the falling tears and climbing flames.

He surveyed the scene in front of him, struggling to make out even the most obvious shapes in darkness, let alone the small form of his forever best friend. His voice croaked as he tried to call your name through the darkness, a fresh cascade of tears joining it as he tried so hard to quiet his relentlessly talkative brain - I'm never going to be able to find them in this mess, and they're probably dead by now anyway. I'm going to be back to being alone, that was it, that was my one person and I couldn't even save them when they needed me. I never deserved them and now everyone will know it. (Y/N) was my one chance at love. - His chest felt bruised with every breath he took, like every falling brick was landing solely on his heart. He stood frozen, never feeling more lost and alone as he tried to scream,

"I can't find you (y/n)!" His desperate voice prevailed this time, echoing over the crackle of smouldering palates, his shuddering chest using every ounce of strength to fight back his inner monologue. - (Y/N) is my love, not was. I'm going to find them, i'm going to save them, that's what husbands do. And I'm a good husband. - He repeated the mantra to himself as he began to press forward through the choking fog, looking for any movement in the wreckage beneath him. He could feel his own lungs burning through the smoke, his ears ringing from the explosion, barely able to centre himself, desperate not to lose his sense of direction in the chaos. And then he saw it, a figure near the exit, thrashing and fighting against twisted beams of crushing steel, blocking their path. He wanted to keep his cool, approach slowly in case it wasn't you, but his heart was screaming so much louder than his brain as he climbed toward the struggling shape.

You had tried to pull yourself up on to the precarious shelves when the bomb went off, but each one seemed to topple towards you at the thought, leaving you trapped in one small corner, steel beams blocking the exit just beyond your reach. You kicked and fought and pulled at the metal, but it was steadfast, deaf to your desperate pleas to move. You tried to calm yourself, keep your breaths shallow, heart-rate slow, telling yourself that Adrian would never leave you behind, unwilling to face the possibility that he might not be able to find you in this obscured atmosphere. You told yourself at least he'd always be okay, and that he's never let you down before, but as the smoke and your tears grew thicker you found yourself beginning to give into hopelessness. You would give anything to hear just one more dumb joke in your husband's voice, to feel his arms around you again, to see his eyes light up when you tell him you love him.

"Is it hot in here, or is it just you?" You heard a familiar voice call out from above you, spinning to see an arm stretching down for you to grab.

"Adrian!" You screamed, in terror and relief that you weren't here alone, your unorthodox angel pulling you out of the fiery depths with ease, wrapping his strong arms around you.

"It's going to be okay (Y/N). Now that I found you, it's going to be okay." He repeated, pulling you close to his chest.

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Through some small miracle, no-one had gotten seriously hurt by the bomb. Chris was a little bruised and cut, and Harcourt had a twisted ankle, but as they sat facing each other in your team safe house, Harcourt gently cleaning the grazes on Chris's chest while he regaled everyone with the brave tale of him carrying Harcourt out of the fire, it seemed like neither of them minded. You laughed at the blush creeping across her cheeks as Emilia insisted it would have been quicker to just let her walk, casting furtive glances in the direction of an unusually quiet Adrian, who was focused on helping Economos carry what they could salvage from the warehouse into the tiny make-shift office at the back of the small house. As a comfortable quiet settled over the room, Harcourt spoke unusually softly,

"I know we all had a scare today, but we got lucky. We're all back here, we're all okay, and we shouldn't take that for granted. But we've still got a job to do, so we need to stick together for a few more days while we get to the bottom of exactly what they didn't want us to find."

The team solemnly nodded, resolved to go the distance on this case, despite the obvious risks. As Leota moved to help Economos set up his laptops, Adrian stepped casually behind you,

"Hey honey, please will you give me a hand moving something in the office?" His voice was overly nonchalant, only an innocent whistle missing from his attempt to act natural, but you were used to his tone being a little off so you followed him to the backroom, watching him quickly shut the door, and tilt a chair in front of the handle.

"Ad-" His lips cut you off with uncharacteristic force, crashing down with the weight of his adoration. He gripped your hips as his body pressed against yours, forcing you backwards, step after step until the small of your back pressed into the edge of the wooden desk that filled the space. Satisfied that he had you trapped against him, Adrian pulled away from the kiss, staring intensely at your face like a man who'd been reminded that one day it would be the last time he had you this close.

"I thought I was going to lose you today (Y/N)." He paused, swallowing the tremble in his throat, still reeling from the feeling of complete loss he had felt staring out across that burning building. "And the thought of living all of the rest of my days without you, was the fucking worst. Literally the saddest thing I could imagine, and it almost happened today and I didn't know what to do, or how to find you, but I knew I had to." His lips captured yours again, a chaste kiss to give him the strength to go on, "I had to find you, because you're the love of my life. And I can't go on without you." His hands crept from your hips to your bum, lifting you slightly until you sat on the edge of the desk, Adrian planted between your thighs. "Harcourt's right, we shouldn't take this for granted." His lips found yours again, satisfied that he had said all he needed to, Vigilante put his lips to better use. Their soft, warm embrace had your head spinning, all but forgetting about the team on the other side of the thin walls as you pulled at the tight fabric of Adrian's shirt. His intense focus seemed to lighten as he leant back, quickly pulling the material over his head, a delighted smile spreading across his cheeks as you pulled his chest towards, lips landing on the curve of his neck.

"I knew you'd find me Adrian. You're my hero." You whispered, leaving a trail of wet kisses over his sensitive throat, feeling the vibration of every soft moan you drew from him. Nuzzling your nose into his muscular jaw you whispered teasingly, "We've got to stay quiet okay Adrian, we don't want everyone to hear." Nipping just below his ear, knowing he can't help but groan at the sensation. Marvelling at your cheeky grin, you could see the excited expression on his face twist into a smirk, like you had given me a challenge he couldn't refuse.

Your lips returned to his chest, while his fingers found the button on your jeans, making quick work of releasing you from them, and sliding them down your legs. He fought back a devilish grin as he rubbed you through your underwear, waiting for your jaw to fall slack before plunging his tongue between your lips, swallowing the breathy whimpers you couldn't hold back. His fingers brushed over the fabric with teasing softness, building up your sensitivity without giving you any relief. He watched your chest rise and fall against his as his free hand unbuttoned your shirt, sliding it off your shoulders without his hungry lips leaving yours. You quickly pulled the tactical tank top you had underneath over your head, giving Adrian unrestricted access to your chest, hoping to spur him into giving you more of what you really wanted. Adrian drank in the sight of you, only covered by your increasingly damp underwear, chest heaving at his every touch, hips bucking to meet his hand as he played with the soft fabric. It took all his effort to fight the instinct to shout about how hot you are at the top of his lungs, but he managed with the need to make it you who couldn't contain themselves.

"Adrian please," You whispered, rubbing his obvious erection over his uniform, giving him your best pleading eyes, aching to feel more of him. He quickly stepped out of his pants, before whispering back,

"You look so fucking hot (y/n), I love when you get all needy because that's like how I feel about you all the time. Just remember you have to be quiet babe."

You opened your mouth to make a snarky response, but what came out was far from coherent words as Adrian fingers slipped beneath the slick fabric and deep into your entrance. You could almost feel his smug smile against your skin as his tongue found your nipple, lapping against the stiff peak as his free hand massaged the other side of your chest. Your skin was on fire as he moved, his thumb running over your wet folds before strumming your clit in steady rhythm with the rest of his touch. The ache inside you only grew as you felt him rubbing himself against your thigh, so turned on as he forced the adoring noises out of you, his name cascading from your lips at an unmistakable volume.

"Shh!" He chuckled against your chest, the vibration only heightening the overwhelming amount of sensation taking over your body, and taking any thoughts that didn't revolve around Adrian far from your mind.

"Adrian." You whimpered again as his fingers worked faster, the glistening wetness filling your underwear making every brush of your clit send electricity through your veins.

"You're so wet," He growled against your sensitive skin, "It's gonna feel so good to be inside you, you're so good to me." You let out an almost pleading moan at his praise, wanting nothing more than to feel more of him inside you, even as the sensation growing in your centre climbed towards its climax. Feeling your thighs start to twitch against his leaking erection, he could tell you were close, silencing the majority of your cries with his lips as he maintained the steady waves of pressure on your clit, playing lightly with your overstimulated nipples until he felt them arch into his hand, your core tensing as your clenched around his relentlessly plunging fingers.

As your head swam with pleasure, you knew there was no way the rest of the team didn't know exactly what was happening, but the least you could do was make Adrian just as guilty as you in disturbing the peace. Pushing his hand away from your pulsing centre you hopped down from the desk, dropping your now soaked underwear to the floor and turning your back to Adrian. Slowly you lent all the way forwards until your chest reached the cool wood of the desk, propping yourself up on your elbows and looking over your shoulder to see an awestruck Adrian staring down at you like he couldn't quite believe how lucky he got.

"Well come on then, give it to me Vigilante." You breathed out quietly, wiggling your hips against his throbbing manhood, earning a deep groan from him. Reaching back you ran his sensitive tip over your glistening folds, earning strangled moan after moan from him before finally you lined him up with your entrance and pushed yourself around him.

"Fuck!" He half cried out, echoing through the room and no doubt the whole house, but still making some attempts to keep his volume in check as he gripped your hips hard and began fucking into you. His hips slammed against your ass as he filled you completely, the sensation quickly building in you again as you began to softly moan,

"You feel you good Adrian, you fill me up so well. I can feel you so deep inside me." With every praise his groans grew louder and his hips bucked harder, his own excitement quickly reaching its peak as he fondled your fleshy hips, squeezing your cheeks as he thrust into you from behind. Desperate to get his volume up to its maximum level you looked back over your shoulder to lock eyes with his, using one hand to interlock fingers with him while the other trailed down your body to settle between your legs. Adrian watched with wide eyes as you brought his fingers to your lips, kissing them softly, then sliding them into your mouth, sucking on them without breaking eye contact. As Adrian's breath caught in his throat, genuinely concerned he might die of happiness before he had the chance to finish, he felt you moan against his hand, now rubbing your slick clit in time with his hammering hips. Bobbing your head against his fingers, running your tongue over the tips, and moaning at your own touch had Adrian shaking in seconds, fighting back his inevitable release just to be able watch this a second longer. The overwhelming look in his wide eyes had a similar effect on you as you felt yourself start to shake again, pulling his fingers from your lips to sigh softly with your release,

"I love you so much Adrian."

"UUHH, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH." His own cry did not come softly and neither did he as he slammed into the back of you, hips stuttering as he filled you with his warmth, worried his legs might collapse beneath him the second he pulled out of you. Willing to take the risk he pulled back, easily manoeuvring you onto your back so he could climb onto the desk and on top of you.

"You're the love of my life too Adrian." You cooed softly, brushing a curl now damp with sweat off his forehead.

"I'm never getting separated from you again," he replied resolutely, before pondering sincerely,

"Do you think anyone heard?" You burst into laughter, knowing whatever teasing you got would be worth it to have your Vigilante safe and close again.

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"This is your fault you know," Adebayo cursed, casting Harcourt a begrudging look as they all tried to ignore the sound of creaking wood and breathy moans from the next room. "You had to say not to take this for granted."

"Alright fine, someone write a note, we're going to a bar and they can meet us there. First rounds on me." Harcourt admitted begrudgingly, but her soft tone was not nearly as frustrated as it should be, genuinely grateful for the safety of all her friends. Even the annoyingly in love ones.

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