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⋆.𐙚 ̊stupid ass bet.. WHY ARE YOU SNEAKING AROUND WITH A BEING LIKE HIM?

MEAN GIRL!READER X LOSER!JASON TODD WORD COUNT: 5K

FIRST PART TAGS: @delavegaaaaa , @bohoooitsme , @athenaviper , @deadbuttalkative

NOTES: reader is still an orange flag.. i think , i still don't know if jason is a loser in this or not..... , suggestive , slight bullying , i kinda cringed at the "puppy" but i needed it for the plot , um.. slut shaming? idk i like writing drama! , more unnecessary drama , !not proof read! (im lazy)

"We should do this more often, don't you think?" You suggested, all while focusing on applying mascara.

A groan was heard from behind you. You felt the arms on your waist shift as Jason tried to fix himself under you for the umpteenth time.

"You find this more enjoyable than I do, for example, I would really love to have my legs." He muttered.

A dramatic gasp left your lips as you heard a small snickering coming from the man.

"Oh, you find this funny, DON'T you?" You started, throwing the mascara onto your table as you shifted to face him.

You were greeted with a small smirk, but his eyes were somewhere else, finding entertainment in the posters on your wall. You didn't like how he always did this, teasing you just because he knew what reaction he would get out of you.

"You always fall for it, don't blame me."

You let out an "ugh", before going back to your makeup. Jason, on the other hand, pulled you closer to him, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"What are you getting ready for again?" He asked, staring at your face in the mirror in front of you both.

"To hang out with friends, duh, something you don't seem to partake in."

His eyebrows rose in confusion.

"I don't find the joy in hanging out with, in your words, back-stabbing bitches or.. uh.."

"A fake bitch?" You continued for him.

"Yeah, that." He muttered, staring at your lips, watching how you applied your gloss.

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whirlpool [kylo ren x reader]

rating: t word count: 4k warnings: none

You aren’t sure what you’re supposed to be. A single, isolated X-wing painted in Resistance orange floating through space towards a First Order cruiser…

“Reason with him…” General Organa had asked you. Leia had asked you.

Reason... There is nothing reasonable about this. At any moment you could be blown to pieces, scattered across space. You’re sure the only thing keeping you alive is the mass, hysterical confusion that’s keeping the officers on the inside from giving the order to shoot. Yet, you press on. You press on because of the pleas of a mother. Someone’s mother. His mother. No, you are not Reason.

“It wouldn’t be an official mission,” she had said. “It wouldn’t even go on the books. It’s more of a covert operation. You’d be a spy, almost.”

Spy. Is that what you are? You’ve been a spy before. Spies don’t fly in the face of those they’re spying on. Spies hide to gather information, bring it back to the good guys, and beat the bad guys. Spies have a plan for getting into where they need to go. They have a plan for getting back out again. You are not a spy.

“Even if I could talk to him, he wouldn’t listen to me,” she had said. “But he might listen to you. You’re my last hope of getting through to him.”

Hope. Yes, that’s what you’re supposed to be, but it fits you wrong like a shirt that’s too tight across the chest. The title is a constraint; it presses you in. The weight of it is heavier, more crushing than your fear. You are Leia’s last hope that Ben will come home - a single, shaky X-wing fighter who is supposed to bring a boy back from the dead. How can you represent hope when you have none of your own?

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Ivory

Summary: it's the morning after Economos' party and you find yourself cuddled into Adrian on the recliner
gender neutral reader
Word count: 🍻
Warnings: mild language
reblogs are always appreciated

A crick in your neck prompts you to wake up. Your whole body aches, from your head right down to your toes, and whatever position you passed out in last night didn't help at all.

"What time is it?" You rasp. Your mouth feels like cotton and tastes like old beer. Maybe even a hint of vomit.

"Almost 10 o'clock," a voice answered. It sounded like Harcourt but then again your ears were pounding and it was hard to make out where sounds were coming from.

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stalker!vigilante x perverse!f!reader

2.6k words! :p

anon has me thinking about if one time you’re walking home from work late at night, but you don’t run into vigilante :(

⚠️(nsfw 18+!)⚠️

warnings: stalker!vigilante, perverse!freader, stalking behavior, pwp, inexperienced!sub!adrian, messy sloppy head, deep throating, orgasm denial, forced face fucking, dirty talk

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I owe you a black eye and two kisses.

summary: It's been six months since you last saw the rest of the 11th Street Kids (sans Adebayo's bi-weekly 'checkins' and the occasional instance where you and Harcourt have wound up at the same bar, looking for some jerk's cheekbone to sucker punch). Now, you're on a rooftop surrounded by the whole lot of them, armed with nothing but beer, a carton of Marlboro Reds, and enough denial that anyone would think you're in the first stage of grief. Only, you're not grieving. You just can't stomach the way Adrian still looks at you, even after half a year of you ignoring his yearning, babbling texts, even after you pretended, stoic expression and all, that you didn't kiss him that night at Coverdale Ranch. Oh, well. What happens at Harcourt's stays at Harcourt's...right?

word count: 9.3k. Unedited, duh.

content warnings: Angst, yearning, slow-burn, miscommunication, perceived unrequited feelings, emotional avoidance, reader is a smoker (sorry to all non-smokers, but I would probably also need a cigarette after day in reader's life), demisexual Adrian truther, sexual tension, eventual fluff, Adrian's just down bad, bit of dry humping lol/smut-adjacent, reader is all over the place emotionally lol but good for her, the team all call her 'killer' but it's affectionate! (Also, I kind of wrote this was a reader who was younger than the rest of the 11th Street Kids in mind, i.e., maybe late twenties? So I guess an age-gap is sorta implied, but it's not that big of a deal).

note: I did not expect to write a Peacemaker/Adrian Chase fic, but idk man, I just love him, so we're here I guess.

Inspired by 'Crush' by Ethel Cain.

The trudge up the rickety staircase of Harcourt’s apartment building to the roof shouldn’t be such a painstaking task, but you take each step like it’s an inch closer to the gallows rather than the first gathering in months of the only family you’ve ever really known. Though, you honestly considered not showing your face at all, so you count every step taken as a tiny victory and try to swallow down the bile in your throat, telling yourself it’s too late to leave now. You did the tricky part—you got in your car, you drove here, you stomached the butterflies (too soon…?) fluttering about in your belly when Economos text you to say that the party would be on the rooftop. You’ve saved the world with these dysfunctional motherfuckers, you can manage a few beers and awkward conversations, have the decency to be amiable, and leave. 

You’d think, anyway.

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꒰ ⟢ adrian chase - vigilante ⟢ ꒱

⋆˙⟡ masterlistdc • 09/10/25 ⋆˙⟡

⌞⌕ recs⌝ I gif credit - @/myrcella-lannister

here are some adrian chase stories i’ve read, loved, and reblogged. all the admiration for the writers who share their talent so generously. please be sure to read the warnings on each fic. and if you enjoy them, let the author know by a comment, reblog, or both! ♡

ᝰ.ᐟ key: A- angst I F- fluff I S- smut I C- comfort I HC- hurt/comfort I ~S- implied smut

Adrian has to share a room with her, and he’s not sure how he feels about that.
Adrian needs a pick-me-up before he can scout the night as Vigilante. The barista in the new coffee shop is someone he hasn't seen since high school.

sauced I @/plzu I F

Turns out the busboy you work with is surprisingly beefy.
Rick knows he shouldn't shit where he eats. Rick knows Waller would demote him in a second if she knew he was letting you and your de facto guard dog have special privileges on this mission. Rick knows he shouldn't take you up on your offer to play a game. (rick x reader x adrian).

can i ask you a question? I @/seancekitsch I S

The 11th Street kids take Adrian out to celebrate for his birthday and try to set him up with the cute bartender.

helluva drug I @/lysenfeu I S

A civilian gets caught in the crossfire as Vigilante busts a drug operation outside Evergreen and they both get exposed to a strange new substance.
Had Vigilante intended to find the missing Mayor's daughter? No, but he wasn't going to admit that. He'd completed the 11th Street Kids' mission entirely by himself and found himself caring for the kidnapped girl.

besties I @/bippot I F + S

Adrian has a pal that he's known forever and leaves her off his rankings because she fits into a different category in his mind. What that new category is, he's still trying to figure out. All he knows is that he loves her, loves fucking her, and wants her to stick around forever.
You text in to Vigilante's 'vigilante hotline' after a bad encounter at the club.

dude, where’s my underwear? I @/vigilvntes I ~S

your relationship with Adrian is exposed after Harcourt discovers a not so welcome surprise on her desk.

stop talking I @/vigilvntes I S

deadly nightshade, cherry tree I @/vigilvntes I A + S

reader and Adrian have been together for a while and she finds out about his identity, freaks out and threatens to leave but he begs her to stay and says he cant live without her. she feels awful for making him cry so they have makeup sex and it ends with him saying he'll kill her if she pulls this shit again.

the first first date I @/vigilvntes I F

be my valentine? I @/vigilvntes I F + S

cheesy couple I @/vigilvntes I F + ~S

my favorite girl I @/vigilvntes I F

vigilante pays you a visit at work.
Adrian lays his cards out on the table after a night at the bar. They say a drunk mind speaks a sober heart, after all.

cold hands, warm heart I @/vigilvntes I F + A + ~S

late nights I @/vigilvntes I S

Adrian calls late at night with a little more than casual conversation on his mind.

doctors orders I @/vigilvntes I F + ~S

you're pissed at him, so what better opportunity does adrian have to break out some of his best (worst) pick-up lines?

negotiations I @/vigilvntes I F

recruiting adrian chase into A.R.G.U.S. was never going to be a breaze, but it becomes less of a task once you figure out his weakness.
you patch adrian up. feelings come to a head. adebayo just hopes you two don’t fuck on her desk, y’know?
You're a PI who joins the 11th Street Kids after a chance meeting with John Economos on the dark web. Unfortunately for you, your ex-friend-with-benefits Vigilante is here too.
Five Times Vigilante Definitely Does Not Have Feelings (and the One Time He Does)

bet on it pt2 pt3 I @golden-grapes I F + S

You bet that there’s no way Adrian’s oral sex skills measure up to his boasting. He takes you up on it. (pt2&3 linked on first part)
After accidentally time traveling to the year 1994 you try to lay low until you’re rescued, so you don’t change the future. When an overworked newly divorced waitress asks you if you would like to nanny her kids and their friend in exchange for food and a place to sleep you wonder what’s the worst one family could do to effect the timeline. You never expected to find your boyfriend’s 3 year old self, his 12 year old brother, 13 year old Christopher Smith.

fuck you? I @/mutlifandomfanficss I C

Adrian has his own secret way of asking you to sleep with him.

the bet I @jeysbvck I F

You and Adrian make a bet during a drunk night out.
the two of you only brought the worst out of each other, but you just couldn’t stay away.
After earning yourself several life sentences and a one-way ticket to Belle Reve in your early 20s, you've spent the decade and a bit since then establishing yourself as a loyal and effective tool for Waller and her team.
Adrian is used to talk a lot, and for his good luck, he found someone who can keep up with everything he has to say. He knew his girlfriend would never get tired of him, but sometimes he has to listen too, something he doesn't know how to do.
Laundromat is usually empty so late at night except for Adrian, until it isn’t. But there is no reason for him to get nervous around his new laundry buddy, right?
Adrian is going through a box of your guy's old stuff and comes across your old assassin suit. He asks about you and your past with crime and he just has one question. Why?
you’ve worked at the same restaurant as adrian chase for a long time. it turns out the both of you have been harbouring some pretty big secrets.
You tell Adrian what you really think about Vigilante

no time for smart choices I @/strangelure I S

girlfriend? I @/strangelure I F

the winning hand I @/strangelure I S

a horrible nightmare I @/violetrainbow412-blog I A

forks part 2 I @/violetrainbow412-blog I F

there's no wrong time to rock part 2 I @/violetrainbow412-blog I A + F

adrian goes out of his mind with jealousy, but it's his own fault nobody knows you're together in the first place.

another ruse I @/honeycombstrawberry I F

you and adrian hatch a scheme to steal food for the team, but things don’t go quite according to plan when adrian gets jealous regarding your choice of bait.

answer the call I @/honeycombstrawberry I C

when adrian gets home and you aren't there, he can't assume the worst, because if the worst has happened, then he thinks he might lose his fucking mind.
it’s hard to admit that you may like adrian a little more than you want to, but kissing him just comes so easy for you
Can you really call this relationship a routine? Or is it insanity?
The four times Adrian accidentally almost saw your face and the one time he actually accidentally discovers your identity without you even knowing.
Vigilante becomes a topic of interest as you're out to eat at Fennel's (fyi the zoodles are the best item on the menu)

paint job I @/vigilanteh I F

laundry day I @/vigilanteh I F

It's laundry day but Adrian has seven different detergents for each day of the week. And you don't know which is which (alternate summary: Adrian Chase smells incredible and you just want to snort him up)

ivory I @/vigilanteh I F

it's the morning after Economos' party and you find yourself cuddled into Adrian on the recliner
After the Butterfly Project ends and the team goes their separate ways, Adrian Chase decides to pick up a new “hobby.” Unfortunately for you, that hobby is obsessing over owls — and he’s wrong about almost every single fact.
Your jealousy over your best friend’s sexual escapades gets to you. 
Vigilinate hits on you at a bar, but you have a crush on Adrian.

drabble I @riotzzzz I F

endless cycle I @missmanlykink I A + F + S

during a very anxious night, adrian showed up to your door when you made it clear you didn't need any help. one thing led to another and after intense night of having sex, you and adrian end up in a seemly endless cycle
you’re the rita bennett to his dexter morgan
Adrian never knows how to deal with tears.
after the get together at harcourt’s, you and adrian are up cuddled together on the recliner, your neck and collarbone area covered in hickey’s & his neck and bare chest covered in lipstick kiss stains :0 what on earth happened?!

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