Puppy • peacemaker • part one
Pairing : Adrian chase x reader, Mutual/platonic friendship x 11th street kids
Warnings : lewd language, unnecessary tasteless remarks, spoilers for peacemaker season one.
Author’s note : Peacemaker was literal gold to me and it’s safe to say I’m in love with vigilante so I’m starting a short series with him, the start is a bit slow and mostly just establishing a place in the canon storyline. reader is the same from my rumor has it series only with a few minor differences as this doesn’t take place in that universe, please leave your feedback and let me know that you guys think.
With Hands gripping the rim of the dirty restaurant sink, you took a deep shaky breath, a hand reaching up to wipe at your exhausted face, "you good in there?" Harcourt shouted through the door.
You sighed, brushing your hair back, "yeah, just, just give me a sec"
Nearly 6 years of being away from your family you still somehow found yourself in fucked situations, on a team with the man who murdered your best friend, Rick flag.
You could just imagine the look on his face if he were there, disappointed that you still followed whatever bullshit mission Waller sent you on.
But you couldn't go back to Bruce, not anymore, he told you he'd never forgive you for trying and nearly succeeding in murdering the joker.
Waller took you in, a child built by the league of assassins was few and far between, many people wanted you, needed you.
Waller swooped in after bruce just before slade had his chance to sink his claws into you.
You knew no one actually wanted you around, you were a tool, a badge people could flaunt around whenever need be.
"So what is a butterfly?" The question remained ignored by the others, all refusing to disclose such information as they all ate.
You sat in the corner, sipping on lemon water, sending slight glares at Peacemaker.
"Rumor, I'd appreciate if you'd stop sending death stares to our teammates, we have to all be on the same page" Murn hissed, nudging you in the side.
Christoper threw his head back in laughter, "what kind of fucking code name is rumor anyways? What're you gonna do? Rumor Willis is more intimidating than you"
The table went quiet, eyes shooting towards you as you stabbed your fork into the table, "I could kill you without even lifting a damn finger watch how you speak to me shithead"
Murn cleared his throat, "agent rumor is a trained assassin and trusted future leader of a league of assassins it is an honor to have her on our team"
An honor? More like a stain on a perfect record.
You turned around quickly feeling someone's eyes burning into you, "what do you want?" You bit at the weird guy staring at you.
He didn't reply, just continuing with that dazed look so you stared back, head tilting to the side a little, "you look like a puppy"
He was cute, fluffy brown curls with glistening soft eyes. You liked it.
His cheeks lit up red and he blinked looking away from you, focusing his attention on peacemaker.
"I think That's gut chase's little brother" you heard the Baboon tell your group but you kept your eyes on the man walking away from you.
You stood up abruptly, "I'm going get some air, leave the ticket I'll pay"
Harcourt gripped your hand as you walk around her, "you good?" She whispered.
You nodded, brushing her off, your eyes glancing over them all. What had your life become?
Smoking was a habit you still couldn't shake, Jason had been the first to put the cancerous material in your hands, now you couldn't help but smoke just to think of him when you were stressed out.
"That's not very good for you" you heard from behind you.
You turned around with a raised brow, "as opposed to what? Nothing is good for you these days"
He smiled at you, it was a sweet. Slightly unhinged, but sweet.
He had that glint in his eyes like you hung the sun and the moon when he looked at you.
It had been a while since someone looked at you like that.
"Why'd you follow me out here?" You questioned, flicking the cigarette on the ground.
He stammered, shuffling his feet trying to play cool, "follow you? No, no definitely not. I was just-just checking the trash cans and yep what do you know there's uh there's trash in there!"
You smirked, walking up to him, "checking a trash can?"
He nodded frantically, the blush spreading down his neck, he was so fucking cute.
"Well I'll leave you to it puppy"
"Uh it's uh Adrian" he stammered, "but you can call me puppy or uh whatever you want"
You tilted your head mouthing the soft word, he shivered a bit hearing your voice whisper his name.
"Adrian" you smiled, "I like it"
He looked adorable all flustered and flushed, he was the kind of guy you’d eat alive back in Gotham.
“So Adrian, you got a phone number?”
The whole mission proved to be an insult to your skills, from the team never agreeing on anything, the insipid fools not knowing what to do and the fact that Chris fucking smith was always fucking talking.
You wanted it to be over with so you could get your money and leave.
You were sitting in the van listening to them bicker and bitch, "look guys why don't we come to some kind agreement so we can hurry this shit up?"
"Is it really not interesting to you that project butterfly might be a group of homunculus that team up with hard body sluts that want to control us?" Chris asked seriously and you threw your head back with a groan of agony.
Adebayo shook her head, "no but who's the guy hiding behind the trash can?"
You all turned to see what she pointed at, a man in a suit poorly hiding the fact he was watching you.
Chris shrugged, "fuck, it's vigilante, he's just trying to be helpful"
"Yo fuckface get out of here!" You yelled, standing up to look at him, "nice suit by the way"
He stood up as well, settling his hands on his hips, "what!? I'm just looking from behind a trash can, it's a perfectly normal thing to do"
"The hell it is" harcourt scoffed, reaching back for her gun.
The two started arguing back and forth so you clapped loudly "look if we ever need the assistance of our local sociopath we'll find you okay?"
He paused for a moment, "but how will I know you need help?"
You rolled your eyes, "Uh I don't know we'll make a signal and because you're such a good hero you'll just know it's for you"
He nodded, shooting finger guns at you and began to walk away when harcourt decided to get the last word in, "and if you're a psychiatrist we're all screwed, get the fuck outta here!"
He swiveled back immediately and you groaned, "harcourt stop fucking talking I almost had him out of here"
"I was about to go but then you had to say that now if I acquiesce I'll look and feel small" he grumbled crossing his arms.
Peacemaker sighed, "Vij, come on bro, be cool"
"I just wanna to make sure you're okay, I don't trust these people, just remember even if they end up being "okay" to work with they're still not gonna be good friends" he continued ranting.
"and none of them are good enough to be considered a best friend, unless it's her cause she has awesome tits I mean they look amazing I'm not even close to you guys and they're great like greater than great and I'm saying that in a completely not inappropriate creepy way.
He laughed like a lunatic pointing at you before waving "catch you guys later" and ran away.
"Isn't that guy wanted on multiple counts of murder?" John said walking up to the van.
You rubbed your hand over your face "I am completely over this bullshit, let's go"
"He's right though you have amazing tits, perfect shape and size, plus it looks like you aren't wearing a bra so they sit well too" Chris barely got the last words out before you threw a rock at his head.
"I said let's fucking go!" You hissed stomping back to the bus.
You sat next to economos listening to peacemaker laugh at adebayo explain why her girlfriend's vagina was on the mission tablet.
"Oh my god, grow up you've seen like lots of pussies? Right Chris? You never fucking shut up about it, You're the biggest one in the fucking room so shut the fuck up" you hissed, taking the tablet out of leota's hands.
"Continue, murn" you demanded, crossing your arms.
Your phone vibrated in your pocket and you moved to check it.
Unknown - Uh hello? I’m not sure if you gave me a real number but I’m hoping you totally didn’t give me a fake number oh my god what if this is a fake number 🧜♂️
You bit back a smile at the rambley text, turning your phone off so focus on the mission.
“Goff may be traveling with his family."
Peacemaker chuckled, "that's a weird segue"
"And if they're all butterflies, we kill the whole family? Kids included?" You muttered softly, biting your lip.
Sure you had been killing for a long time but kids? You didn't think you could stomach that anymore.
Chris looked uncomfortable too, "what" he muttered, glancing up at you.
Harcourt scoffed, still staring at her phone "I thought you loved peace with all your heart and no matter how many men, women, and children you needed to kill to get it?"
You watched as he stammered and spluttered looking for a reply, interesting.
"Get over it Chris, no one wants to kill kids but if they are these things then they need to die" you told him.
"And if they aren't?" He questioned standing up to face you.
Your back straightened as he got closer, and you took a step forward, "then I guess oops dipshit"
"Not like it's the first time you got an innocent's blood on your oddly shaped hands"
His face dropped and a flicker of emotion you couldn't place took over.
He turned away, clearing his throat "but look how cute that one is"
The sound of harcourt chewing obnoxiously made your head flair up in pain, "can you please stop chewing like that?" You complained looking away from your scope.
She responded by chewing louder in your direction, handing Chris the bag.
"Very mature" you muttered, rolling your eyes at them.
"Here they come, here they come" adebayo's voice rang from the walkie-talkie, "we got the berenstein bears in the Mercedes"
Peacemaker took the gun over and you watched through your goggles, "I have eyes on them all leaving the Mercedes"
"Kid's not as ugly in person" he mumbled, "still looks weird though"
"Is your target in sight?" Murn asked.
Harcourt rolled her eyes, talking to Murn through her ear piece, "he's playing with the kids"
"Nope" Chris said and you frowned, "take the shot idiot he's right there"
“How can I shoot through the big ass motherfucker in front of him?” He complained.
"Take the shot when it's clear"
You could see the sweat gather on his brow as he grunted, "yeah I know shut the fuck up dude"
You stomped your foot in frustration as Murn explained that you'd be there all night if he didn't take the shot.
"Fuck" Chris cursed as the door shut, "look, they're in the window" you noticed.
"What the fuck" harcourt said, pressing her mic "I think they're all butterflies"
You watched them closely, as they walked single file inside the house ignoring Chris complain about a bird on his gun.
You sighed dropping your goggles, "I guess we're stuck here all night"
The three of you sat in silence, you counted how many times the lights flickered since the door closed having nothing better to do, "no" you hissed jabbing Chris in the ribs.
He was watching harcourt, with a stupid smile. "ow! what the fuck?" He grunted backing away from you.
"Because I fucking said so forehead" you argued.
Harcourt cleared her throat, "stop bickering I need to focus"
When it went silent again you closed your eyes, leaning on a rock for support.
"So how'd you get into this line of work?" He said again breaking your peace.
"How did you get into this line of work?" Harcourt smirked.
You covered your eyes with your arm, choosing to ignore them, dozing in and out of sleep.
Something hit your thigh, "hey, I said how'd you end up working for Waller"
You sat up, glaring at him, "I don't work for Waller idiot"
He raised his brow in confusion, "then why are you here?"
"Because someone has to take up for what flag can't do now that he's dead"
They both went quiet, you clenched your jaw standing up, "If you idiots are done gossiping I have to piss, you coming emi?"
The two of you walked over to a tree and you sat down, "you didn't really have to piss, did you?"
"No" you mumbled rubbing your temples, "I have a headache and i needed to breathe"
She sat next to you so you took one of your knife straps and put it on her thigh, distracting yourself with the action.
"please tell me that lovestruck look is for me and not that man child you keep glancing at"
Her eyes snapped over to yours and a blush settled on her flawless skin "I uh I don't know what you're talking about rue" she replied, coughing a bit.
You shook your head, slapping her thigh, “disgusting harcourt, seriously"
After your head cleared you both began Walking back to your set up, hearing peacemaker talking to someone, a voice you couldn't exactly place.
"Oh fuck" they said, running behind a bush.
You rolled your eyes, "we know you're here we literally saw you run into the bushes"
"I don't know what you're talking about" he replied.
Harcourt scoffed, "what is he even supposed to be, A talking bush?"
"Vigilante has to stay with you we don't need him going out there and fucking this up"
"So why don't we just kill the bodyguards and storm in?" Vigilante said, muffled from his helmet.
You leaned closer to him, "the bodyguards are more than likely just innocents hired to protect them"
"Right, right" he nodded, "is that the answer?"
You nodded, paying close attention to his voice, “have we met before? Something about you is familiar”
He glitched for a moment, clearing his throat before talking in a deeper tone, “uh no, I don’t believe we have”
“Dude did you just change your voice?” Chris laughed.
“Dude you totally did! You sound like someone punched you in the nuts”
You saw something move from the corner of your eye, "fuck, shut up they're here"
Emilia took the scope and looked through, "the berenstein bears are in the dinning room"
"Copy that. I don't have eyes" John said.
You shifted, going for your own gun as backup.
"Peacemaker, do you have eyes on papa bear?"
"Not quite yet" you answered for him, the family in the window began pouring goop from a jar into a bowl, "what the actual fuck?"
Harcourt informed murn of what happened, "they're butterflies" he said quickly.
A long purple worm looking thing grew out of their mouthes "what the fuck" you gagged, watching them eat.
"Peacemaker take them out" Murn ordered.
Chris didn't move, "even the kids?"
"Yes, all four bears now!"
He hesitated, sweating and gripping the gun tightly, "they're clear, take the shot" harcourt urged.
"You need to fucking shoot them," you snapped at Peacemaker, "take a fucking breath, smith. Get your shit together"
"Absolutely fucking useless" you screeched, shoving him out of the way so you could do it.
You took a deep breath, "you got this rue, it's just two kids you've done this before" you whispered to yourself.
Vigilante sat next to you, humming as you took your aim, the soft sound calming you just enough to pull the trigger at the first victim.
His humming got louder as your breathing hitched quietly, you took the next shot.
Your throat went dry and your stomach quivered, "Susie bear, out."
Just as you braced yourself for the final shot, you heard vigilante "and now, papa bear, ouuu-"
A flash of green went past your head, narrowly missing your face.
"Kiai" the little green guy yelled, charging at you, but you ducked, grabbing his leg and swinging him at a tree, ignoring the crack his body made from it.
He jumped up, swinging at harcourt and Chris avoiding you.
He kicked Emilia and she went flying down a hill leaving only the three of you to fight.
You gripped him by the throat and threw him on the ground underneath you, fingers pushing towards his eyes.
He pulled a knife out of nowhere, stabbing you in the side and you gasped, letting him go.
"Ow, fuck, fuck, fuck" you groaned rolling over, you felt him grip your hair and the last thing you saw was a rock slamming into your face before it all went black.
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