#Peacemaker 2022

[juststupid882]

He loves his boyfriend

[tarancho]

the 11th street kids + textposts

[awakefor48hours]

Sometimes a family is a guy who’s idea of allyship is so fucked up he does the wrong thing in the name of equality all the time, a guy who dyes his beard because of society’s pressure, an alien, a blonde that wouldn’t hesitate to kill you if you say something predatory towards her, a lesbian who has a healthy relationship with her wife and dogs, and a psychopathic killer that are named after a Hanoi Rocks song.

[gremblinfart]

This an oldie but it’s such a good drawing… ADRIAN CHASE, MY LOVE

[mollysails]

come to think of it it probably wasn’t a good idea to watch peacemaker while ovulating

[vigilantebarbie]

i keep my jealousy close chapter one

chapter two

It all started with finding out that there was a vigilante in Evergreen, appropriately named Vigilante. It scared the shit out of you knowing that there was some murderous person out there who seemed to be killing anyone who broke even the smallest law.

Some jaywalker had been found cut to ribbons one morning, and another day someone the traffic cameras had picked up speeding through a red light was found shot in their car. You didn't realize how bad it was until you went into the Italian restaurant, Fennel something, next to your laundromat to break a $20 when you overheard the staff gossiping about the latest death. Some bank manager who was on trial for embezzlement was found dead in his home, along with his partners in crime. "It was another Vigilante job, apparently. The security cameras were cut before the murder." The hostess squeaked out, sounding almost panicked when she said that, almost like she was guilty of the crime herself. She looked barely older than sixteen, so there was no way in hell she could even commit that sort of crime. Not if she was working at a restaurant for her first job.

"Maybe the bank guy killed someone, Madison. Personally, I'm glad Vigilante got rid of him so now we're all safe." Your head whipped around to find out exactly who had said that & your eyes settled on who appeared to be a busser, based on the half-full dish tub in his hands, standing there and looking directly at the hostess, Madison, with what looked to you like anger and disbelief. Vigilante had a fanboy, who knew? "The less scummy people the better if you ask me" Fanboy chimed in before Madison could get another word in "But what if I accidentally run a red light like that guy last week? I'm only seventeen, Adrian!" This was going to get interesting fast. Sitting down silently to watch the two argue for a few minutes before clearing your throat to finally get your change so you could do your laundry.

Both of them jumped at the sound of your voice, Madison hastily apologizing for making you wait. "It's okay, promise" You assured her with a genuine smile "I was just wondering if you could break this $20, the change machine at the laundromat only takes fives and ones." You were semi-new to Evergreen, you needed a fresh start after ending a long-term relationship that hadn't made you happy since the beginning. Leaving that loser behind was the best thing you had ever done for your mental health. But now you had to make new friends and create new experiences. Thankfully you were a writer and could work just about anywhere since you always got to work from home.

"Sure thing!" Madison chirped, counting out loud as she counted the change a little slowly, but who could blame her? Numbers suck. You couldn't help looking around as you waited, noticing the fanboy busser, Adrian as you recalled hearing Madison call him. You definitely admired the guy for being able to work semi-peacefully with a teenager. You'd never really liked teenagers, even when you were one. He had to be around your age, roughly late twenties.

Trying to not stare when he heaved the full bus tub up with ease, you turned your attention back to Madison, fairly certain that Adrian had seen you looking at him. “I appreciate it. Hopefully, I won’t be back to break a bill again & actually remember to get what bills I need for laundry. Or save for a washer & dryer so I don’t have to go to the laundromat anymore.” You rambled. Now you had to actually leave before they started to judge you for not being able to shut up. "Anyhoo, see you guys around" Raising your fingers in a salute, you turned and left, hearing Madison mumble "Old people are so weird" on your way out the door. Shoving the change in your pocket while you went back to the car to get your laundry and headed into the laundromat with your airpod knock offs connected, portable charger ready to go, you put on a podcast to listen to while you passed the time between loads being switched over, thinking about the weirdo from the restaurant. Why had he defended Vigilante so eagerly? And why had you been so impressed by the way he lifted that full bus tub onto his shoulder? You couldn't get that image out of your mind for some reason and it was driving you insane. So much so, that your Fitbit picked up your heart rate increase while you were sitting there, listening to two strangers talk about American Girl dolls or whatever.

Little did you realize that Vigilante fanboy, Adrian, had noticed you too, and had heard everything you told Madison about the laundromat. After his shift ended, he made his way to his car, conveniently parked close to yours without him even realizing it. He could see everything through the big window, watch everything you were doing. That was creepy. But he couldn't bring himself to look away while you sat on top of the laundry counter, singing along to some song he couldn't hear, swinging your legs and aggressively pointing your finger like you were at some punk show and not doing errands.

This wouldn't be the last time he'd see you, he decided. It couldn't be. Not when you were so intriguing.

[morimementa]

I hope they give Adrian the messiest, most traumatic backstory possible so that he can have a moment where Peacemaker learns his backstory and realizes they aren't so different and in another time, another world, they could both have been normal people with normal lives but despite walking out of hell itself and separately navigating what comes next, they still found each other and found a purpose and a place in each other's arms and even though they aren't perfect or even good people, they're enough.

Also, we need something to retroactively justify how much Adrian's been poor little Meow Meow'd by the fandom.

[could-they-be-a-pro-wrestler]

How successful would Leota Adebayo…

Would you like to submit a character? Click this link if you do!

[thrillingdetectivetales]

for the flash fic suggestions - Vigilmaker + Bubblegum

Okay! So! This turned into very much not a flash fic but here we are!! Only like three months later or something ridiculous like that, I present to you:

BUBBLE YUM

Adrian Chase/Christopher Smith

Domestic Fluff, Rated T

Here's a snippet, to get you going:

"What the fuck, man?" Chris says, halfway to laughing because this whole situation is ridiculous.

It does little to assuage the very real frustration in Adrian's face as he wrenches his arm to try and pull free of Chris's grasp.

"Let go!" he pouts, yanking again.

Chris rolls his eyes. Adrian's no slouch in matters of hand-to-hand combat, but when it comes down to a simple test of strength, Chris is going to win every time.

"Not if you're gonna try to rip your hair out."

Adrian purses his lips and glares harder, but he stops trying to get loose. After a few seconds, Chris lowers their arms, fingers still secure around Adrian's wrist, though he's aiming more for comfort than restraint. He sweeps his thumb over Adrian's pulse point and says, "You want to tell me why this hair shit has you so freaked out?"

"I'm not freaked out," Adrian snaps, immediate and defensive.

Read the whole thing on AO3.

[tarancho]

lazy knife-twirl animation 🔪

[awakefor48hours]

Does Adrian know about the bomb in Chris's head or is he just blissfully unaware that Chris could die at one wrong move?

[f1nalboys]

Peacemaker S1 Ep5 Monkey Dory (last episode for the night 🙏) @tinalbion

-giggles :3

-ugh him drinking the eggs

-worst trope ever

-eagley :((( he’s so worried abt chris

-he looks so fucking pathetic uhm…. guys…. 😼 SORRY

-NOOOOOOO eagley brought him a squirrel to eat to feel better :(

-noooo this episode is gonna be so sad i can feel it

-ADRIANANNNN

-sorry

-“they go in through the butt??” JFJEIDNDJD

-superman w the poop fetish 😭😭

-now that we know murn is a butterfly im confused as to why the rest of them don’t know

-but i get it

-NO RHE EXPLOSION IN THE POWERPONTISIDJSIJD economous is so me

-HIM NAMING ALL THE PEOPLEKDJWINDJSBX

-“the fucking cunts from riverdale”

-ADRIAN ANSWERING THR RHETORICAL QUESTIDONCKSNX

-“fargos on tonight” ofc he watches fargo

-he’s so baby girl!!!

-“nice penmanship asshole and fargos not on till tomorrow night you fucking nerd” followed by adrian’s laughter JFJSJDJDJ

-larry is sexy

-ugh. i hate his dad

-leota defending economous <3

-“i didn’t care bc i don’t have emotions like other people do” when he clearly has shown multiple emotions like ok

-“i got bullied too” “how” “by the other kids calling me a bully all the time, saying i was abusive” SHIT UPPPPPP

-they’re finger printing what’s his face

-can they just lie and say he did it anyways

-also fuck larry is. sorry i just love a good silver fox dad bod man

-hehe i love that he loves glam rocks

-they’re bondinggggg :3

-me starting a show: i jsut want everyone to be friends :D

-has he been a butterfly this whole time? like even when he was back doing whatever?

-“evan you fucking pussy!” JFNSODNISHD

-“i finger bang you, i’m not using my pinky” IFNWOFNISD good point king!

-“i forgot women had fingers” IFKOWNCSIND

-stop this shows humor is nailing it for me tbh

-“UGH FUCK i’m never ever gonna kill someone with a chainsaw it’s so not fair” adrian u can kill me w the chainsaw. ok???

-chris and leota r my fave friendship actuslly like idk why but they bounce off of each other really rlly well

-JFNWONFJD

-LEOTA SHOOTING EACH PERSON AGTER CHRIS KILLS RHEM SHES JUST LIKE ME

-ok i’m eating breakfast so who knows how much i’ll type as i watch

-show me some fighting 🗣️🗣️

-why didn’t they just blow this place up

-YESSS BUTTERFLY FIGHTING LETS GO

-who the hell is charlie

-is that the like major guy that’s giving them the stuff

-OH EHAT THE FUCK

-“idk i invented it this morning” he’s smart

-EAT PEACE MOTHER FUCKERS

-poor economous just having to watch :(

-THE GORILLA

-HDJSJCKSKJDS

-IM LAUDHISICIWBDIS

-all of them fucking this gorilla up together <3 teamwork babey

-YESSS

-ENONOMOUS CAME IN W THE CHAINSAW LETS GOOO

-ALL OF THRN HAVING FUN TOGETHER IN THE CARTRRT

-🥹 they just mean a lot to me guys

-all of them dancing 🥹🥹

-WAHHHH HARCOURT TAKING A PIC OF THEN :,)

-HEHEHHEHEEH

-the guy who agreed to help murn is making sure chris’ dad stays in jail 🙏🙏

- ew not him trying to gaslight my queen 🙄🙄

-go get larry and get his ass

-“so we can assume butterflies can use any life form as a host” “chihuahua? :D” “probably wouldn’t fit” “would be cool tho!! :3” adrian chase. i have feelings for you. major ones.

-everyone being mean to adrian he’s just silly guys!!!

-he’s not a thimble

-“we can trust him” “what’s his name” “judy” “JUDGE JUDY???”

1

-“we can trust him!” “so you’ve said” “and plus he’s my uncle” “😳” Hhehehehehe

-WAHHHHH

-HARVOURT MAdE A GC FOR THEM

-NAMED 11TH STREET KIDS

-IM SOBBINGGGGGG

-there’s 11 minutes left in sad

-adrian using the merman emoji hehehe

-“he says it means happy sad and everything in between” WAHHHHH

-:,) he wants to hang out w JFNWKNFKWNFJD

-sorry he wants to hang w leota and she goes “are you trying to fuck me but claiming ur dicks a lesbian or something” JDNSKNFJS

-he framed his first newspaper article about himself.

-guys i’m crying now.

-ok had to pause to send a video crying abt this to tati i don’t wanna play it i don’t want them to be sad

-her almost throwinf the drink up HFJSIJDJRJRJ

-they’re having a beer together :3

-LEOTA HELPING HIM W HARCOURTJSIFNIE

-oh i’m giggling

-“don’t talk about her tits or her pussy” “yeah but…what abt when we’re fucking” STOP ITTTT

-john cena plays christopher smith so we’ll it pisses me off

-“you really aren’t a bad guy. you just use being s fuck as a way to push people away, but if you would just take second and just drop that and be Chris Smith, i think people actuslly might like you” WAHHHHHH

-THEYRE BESTIESSSSSS

-“i just never had this before” “what?” “this, you, you know, giving me advice and having my back” SHES HIS FIRST FRIEND GUYS WAHHH

-I JUST WANT EVERYONE TO BE HAPPY IM SO SCARED

-him crying :(

-leota still planting his diary :(

-NOOOOOOO

-her voicemail to her wife :(

-OH NO

-oh no

-FUCK. she’s using chris’ helmet and she’s gonna see that he’s a fucking butterfly FUCKKKKK

-LEOTA IM SO SCARED FKR HER

-NO

-LEOTA GET THE FUCK OUT GHERE

-OH MO OH NO OH NO

- THATS HOW THE EPISODE ENDS

-WHAT THE GUVK

-i was gonna stop after this episode but i have to start the next one i jsut have to

-end credits

-THE NAME DROPPSSSS STJDISJDNKWNFKS

-silly end credits

OK THOUGHTS ON THID EPISODE: holy fuck! just!!!! OMGGGGG i love leota and i love her bonding w chris (even tho she still put his journal there :/) but FUCK I KNOW SHE DOESNT DIE BC ID BE PISSED BUT NOW I HAVE TO WATCH EP6 TOO

its 6 am so i’m a little tired but my god ALSO harcourt has officially grown on me see i just needed her to get away from that ‘strong girl doesn’t like girl stuff or other people’ thing, strong women r allowed to have friendships and close bonds and stuff !!! and now i lowkey ship her and chris -_- annoying i know hehe

anyways episode 6 time

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

[vigilantebarbie]

i keep my jealousy close chapter two: out of my element

chapter one

chapter three

That same night you’d encountered Adrian, he sat in his car watching you sing along to your music, fascinated by the way you got into the energy of whatever was in your ears. Intrigued by the weird way you folded towels, and the fact you made sure your socks were perfectly lined up before you rolled them into a ball. He’d almost been tempted to offer to help you take the over filled laundry basket to the car about two and a half hours after he’d started watching you, deciding that it probably wasn’t a good idea. But you had gotten in your car without noticing he was there, connecting your car bluetooth while putting the earbuds in their charging case and he couldn’t take his eyes off you and how you moved in your space.

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing when you turned the volume up and you were listening to Chemicals React (A&A version). Based on your little performance inside, it didn’t seem like the kind of music you’d like. It was so soft and gentle sounding and you had seemed angry while listening to music. Shaking the surprise off when you started to pull out of the parking lot, he decided to follow a safe distance behind to make sure you got home and inside okay.

He watched you get out at your apartment complex, grab your laundry out of the backseat and sigh at the sight of laundry detergent sitting on the floor that you decided you could take it up tomorrow when you finished work. You situated your keys between your fingers for safety’s sake after locking the door and walked as briskly as possible to the door, thankful your neighbor was leaving and holding the door open for you. Damn. He was half tempted to go look and see what your name could be on the intercom. Maybe later. He had other things to do tonight.

Days had gone by since your little outing. Done with work for the week just after one pm, you decided to try that Fennel whatever place. Partly because you liked Italian food, partly because you couldn’t stop thinking about Adrian. You decided you’d go for dinner, that way you would have time to take a little nap and then shower with enough time to wash your hair and put makeup on. Closing the blinds & your blackout curtains, you got under the blankets and fell asleep as soon as you got comfy.

After you woke up, showered, and blow-dried your hair, you picked out an outfit that wouldn’t bring you too much attention. A black long-sleeved dress, with black knee highs & boots would do, you decided. Subtle makeup, black eyeliner, and your favorite red lipstick, and your hair in a half-updo. Double-checking everything was in your bag before heading out, you couldn’t help the butterflies in your stomach. This was a busboy you were getting worked up about, for fucks sake. One you’d seen in passing no less. But a crush was a crush.

You pulled up in front of the restaurant, hands shaking a little while you touched up your makeup with a little light setting spray, ignoring your phone screen lighting with a text that simply said

“I miss you, can we talk?”

You were inside before you knew it, making your way to the host stand and praying to whatever powers that be that the host was NOT Madison and some kid you’d never encountered. “Just one?” They asked, looking over your shoulder in case someone else was going to join you. “Just one.” you confirmed, keeping your eyes fixed on them & looking at their name tag with a quick glance. You followed them, keeping your gaze fixed at the back of their head so you wouldn’t be noticed looking around for Adrian. “Your server will be right with you.” You sat, nodded and glanced at their name tag for a refresher

“Thank you, Jess. I appreciate it”

Now that you were seated and completely alone in this section, you had to stop yourself from having flashbacks from when you worked in a restaurant for a very short time. The gum under the tables was enough to make you want to pass out. But you were here on a mission. Well, not a mission. You just wanted to look for the person you couldn’t get out of your head, with his goofy little busboy hat that you definitely didn’t notice brown curls peeking out from the hat. And his wire-rimmed glasses were reminiscent of a serial killer from the seventies or an accountant who hadn’t left the time period. Really, you were infatuated with someone you didn’t even speak to. And there wasn’t really a chance he’d come by your table if he was working this evening, because your section was empty.

Adrian was definitely working tonight, and he definitely saw you come in. He had no reason to be in your section once you were sat though. No one else had been sat there in an hour and there was nothing to do there. So he’d bide his time and wait for you to need a refill of whatever you were drinking. You seemed like a pink lemonade kind of girl to him, based on what he’d noticed about you. You shocked him once again when your server brought you an unsweetened iced tea with a lemon wedge. First the pop song, now this drink. What other things about you were complete surprises?

You’d gulped down your drink, not realizing how thirsty you were, in more ways than one. “Can I top that off for ya?” A familiar voice broke you out of your thoughts. You had been extremely focused on fishing the lemon out of your tea to eat the sour fruit “Oh! Yes please, thank you. Let me just get this lemon out.” Giving it a final stab with your straw, you finally took the lemon & placed it on a napkin before placing your glass back down for him to fill

“You’re the laundromat girl from the other day, right? You sound like her so if I’m wrong, honestly I’m gonna be fucking annoyed. Not with you though! With me because I’m trying to get better at recognizing voices that aren’t my BFFs.” He talked fast. You decided it was cute and you liked it. He had green eyes, you noticed. “Yeah, I’m laundromat girl. You’re Adrian right?” You weren’t even looking at his name tag when you asked, looking at his face with intrigue. Trying not to stare at his strong jaw, you looked back at the table and poked at your lemon wedge with a fork.

He decided you were pretty. And a little weird for wanting to keep your lemon. Most people didn’t even acknowledge the lemon in their tea. “Yeah, I’m Adrian. What’s your name? I can’t keep calling you Laundromat Girl. Even if Madison does and she thinks you’re weird. I don’t though.” He was definitely talking too much, so much that even Adrian, who usually didn’t realize he said too much, noticed. A dark flush crossed his cheeks “Well, I guess I’ll see you around!” He started to walk away, stopping and turning around to smile a wide smile at you when you told him your name. That smile was going to get you in so much trouble one day. You didn’t care though. You liked this guy and it had been a while since you’d liked anyone.

Adrian had never been so giddy, not since Chris got out of prison to work on Task Force X. He knew your name, now he could stop calling you Laundromat Girl in his head. He decided he’d cut out early for the night, timing his clocking out with when you left and claiming it was some sort of emergency with his made-up girlfriend Sharon Osbourne, not the one married to Ozzy though. That usually worked. No one seemed to want to talk about her, for some reason. Oh well, now he just had to tell his manager and then he’d be out as soon as you were ready to go.

You checked your phone before you got up to leave, ignoring the text you had gotten when you pulled up earlier. That was a problem for tomorrow after you’d have a strong coffee, preferably with a little Irish Cream in it. On your way out, you felt someone else’s presence next to you. A comfortable presence. “Hi!” Adrian chirped, hands in his pants pockets as he walked next to you. “Hi again, off early?” You had gotten to Fennel Fields around when dinner should have been busy, and you hadn’t been there more than an hour, an hour and a half max. Alarm bells went off in your head, telling you that maybe, just maybe, this guy was a little off.

“Yeah, it’s kinda slow and we’re overstaffed tonight.” He was lying, hoping to get you outside before you noticed how not slow and understaffed the place actually was. But he had to. He wasn’t going to let you go without at least having a conversation with you. You made him feel things, things he didn’t like admitting to feeling. He liked being detached, it made his life easier. But there was just something about you that threatened his detachment and you got to him in all the right ways.

“Oh yeah, I get it. I used to work in restaurants and my god, being understaffed was horrible. I had to do everyone’s jobs and didn’t get the pay for it” You laughed, shaking your head at the memory of your shit restaurant jobs. Adrian didn’t laugh, however. Just looked at the way you laughed. It was a genuine laugh, you had to laugh because if you didn’t laugh at the time, you would have cried.

You looked at your phone, sighing with exasperation at the missed calls and unread texts on your screen. “Who’s that?” Adrian raised an eyebrow at your reaction. Did you need to tell him it was your ex? No. “No one important, it’s nothing. Just someone I left behind who can’t accept it.” And like that, you changed the subject and found yourself having a long conversation about everything and nothing with Adrian in front of your car.

“Shit, it’s getting late. I need to get home & feed my cat. She’s probably pissed at me.” You’d been talking for almost two hours and it felt like five minutes. “Give me your phone, I’ll give you my number in case you ever want to hang out and chat when we’re both off work.” You extended your hand, fully waiting for him to give you his phone. Shocked at how assertive you were, he unlocked his phone, pulled up the keypad, and watched as you tapped away at his phone & called yourself to save his phone number. You were fascinating to him. “I’ll see you later, Adrian. Have a good night.” you flashed a smile before getting in your car

“You too!” He called before the door shut, hands back in his pocket to fish for his own car keys.

He was definitely going to make sure you got home safe tonight. Why risk that someone like you could get harmed on the way home, or anywhere? He had to keep an eye on you from here on out. And now that he knew your name, it made it easier to know which apartment was yours. Just in case.

[ms-gal-does-art]