Characters x Reader Oneshots

Vigilante x FReader: It's a Vigilante Thing

A/N: Ok so, I just finished watching Peacemaker now that it's finally in the Uk. And I gotta say I absolutely loved it and my favourite character was definitely Viginalte, so of course, I had to write something. The plot is barely there, I literally just went off of dialogue that I thought of at two different times of the day and sorta forced them together into a story.

There aren't any spoilers and I'm still figuring out how to write for this show, but I hope you enjoy!

Vigilante x FReader

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"What do you want?" You spit out, watching the costumed man slip through your open window and fall to the floor with a groan. He jumps back up as though he didn't just bruise his ribs, "I just came to talk, y'know, hash things out between us."

He pulls a chair out at the dining table, gesturing for you to sit down next to him. Instead, you sit opposite, glaring at him, "Is that why you brought the food?" you ask. He pushed the burger towards you, it was still freshly wrapped and hot, he must've driven here quick.

You started to unravel the burger, sniffing it, "You didn't poison this, did you?" Vigilante leaned back almost appalled by your question, guess that meant no.

"Well, I know that food makes you happy. Er, not that you're fat or anything- I mean, I'm not saying you're fat but you have put on a little weight since I last saw you- I mean, you're not fatter but- w-what I'm trying to say is-"

"I think it would be better for the both of us if you stopped talking." you huffed out, refusing to look at him. You continued to chow down on the burger, it was a good job you didn't make dinner tonight.

"Oh, um, yeah. Ok, I can do that, stop talking. Stooop talking...Stoooooop talkin-" he drummed his fingers along the table, tapping his foot against the hardwood floor, a slow and pathetic whistle winding its way out of his mask.

"Oh my god! How are you even more annoying than before?" you panted, finally staring at him. You couldn't see his smile but saw the smallest movement come from the black fabric. You leant back in your chair, now growing comfortable with his presence, "You said you came here to talk."

"You just told me to stop talking." god he sounded like a child, "When have you ever listened to anything I've ever said?" he stilled for a moment, just thinking over, "Never- oh well, there was that one tim- oh no, nevermind."

"Adria-" he cut you off before you could continue, "Ok so, lately I've been having this feeling inside of me. And as we both know I'm not really a feeling type of guy, it's kinda icky and warm." he wasn't looking at you, instead he was sharing his attention across the room. Taking in all the little items that filled up your home, "Anywizzle, I had this feeling to come and see you, like, really bad, like, no matter what I did I had to see you. So, here I am."

"You wanted to see me?" you repeated, "Really bad?" Vigilante shook his head, "I'm just as confused as you."

You tapped your chin in deep thought, taking the last bite of the burger and pondering. Maybe you did know what he was on about, lately, you had been having some feelings too; feelings you didn't want to explore.

"Stay still, I just wanna try something." you stood from the chair, slowly making your way over to him, a swing in your hips. You smirked at the way his eyes dropped down to catch the action. Ever since your breakup a year ago, you'd spent many of your nights trying to forget Adrian's dumb face and his dumb voice and his insane ramblings.

Yet every night, you kept the news on cycle to see if Vigilante had stopped a crime. You'd read the newspapers every morning and check Twitter every other day for his superhero tweets. No matter how many times you told yourself you were through with this man, a part of your heart always fought back.

And this time, it was winning.

As you approached him, your left arm raised on its own account, trailing his own arm from his homemade shoulder pads right down to the twitch of his hands at your touch. You could feel him faintly shudder as your fingers slowly trailed over the tight fabric of his suit, "Do you feel it too?"

"Well yeah, you're touching my arm."

"No, I mean the electricity, energy. I don't know what it is, but I feel it when I touch you." you pulled your hand away, the deep lulling that came from his skin quickly fading. He stuttered, gradually turning his head to you, red-covered eyes staring up at you, "W-well you could touch more of me if you want?"

"Don't ruin the moment, jackass." You had spent the rest of the night just talking, like Adrian said you would. You had sat on your couch, poured a few drinks and said what you'd both like. Of course, it did lead to some shower related activities...which then did continue into the bedroom, but all in all, you liked to think you worked out your issues.

And for once, you were excited to be in a relationship again, even if it was just a trial run.

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"Ok, let's just go and blow these mother fuckers a new one." Peacemaker beamed, grabbing a shotgun from the car. His thumb rubbed the dove of peace on the gun, a small smile coming to his lips.

Vigilante stood by the rented car, swinging the door shut with a kick in his step. He marched over to where Chris stood and grabbed some ammo, "Hell yea- ooohh wait, I don't think I can go right now." he sighed, dropping his head.

"What? Why the hell not?" Chris slammed the boot of the car down, dropping his loaded bag on top of it and turning to Adrian, "Well, ya see, I said I'd spend the rest of the day with (Y/N)."

"Wha- dude, you knew we were gonna go fuck these guys. Why'd you double book, can't you just cancel?"

"Well yeah I could, but y'know, since she's giving me a second chance and all, I gotta prove that I want to be with her and all that crap. Who wudda thunk that your girlfriend wants you to spend time with her, huh?" Vigilante put his hands on his hips, rolling his head as though he was waiting for a laugh track out of an 80s sitcom.

"Ok, ok, you're still good for tomorrow night though, right?" Peacemaker grabbed the bag again, setting off down the road to the politician's house. Vigilante followed behind him, filling his guns with the ammunition then settling them back into the straps along his suit.

"What's tomorrow night again?" Chris paused in the road, turning his back to the house so he could stare, wide-eyed, at Vigilante. Throwing his arms in a hissy fit, he inhaled, "Agh, are you serious? Tomorrow we're gonna go shoot that politician, remember?"

"Oh yeah...yeah," Vigilante pointed his finger into the air as if that helped him to remember, he continued towards Peacemaker, finally by his side, "I can't do that either."

"Wha- why the fuck not?" Peacemaker paused again, more aggression in his movements; he was starting to get pissed.

"I'm going to the movies with (Y/N)." Viginalte shrugged nonchalantly. Peacemaker dropped his bag to the ground, the sound bearly audible with the amount of birds and crickets making a riot, "Dude!"

"What?"

"The movies? You're my fucking sidekick, who's gonna protect my side if you're not by it."

"I know, I know. I promise I'll spend some time with you the day after, I just- I don't wanna mess things up again." Adrian shook his head from side to side like he was physically weighing his options, "Ugh, fineeeee. But you better figure out a way to spend time with the both of us, asshole." Chris pointed an accusing finger at his third BFF, then continued on with the mission.

"You should meet her, I think you'll get along like a spouse on fire."

"Spouse on fire? No, V, it's house on fire." Peacemaker shook his head, a soft chuckle falling from his lips. But Vigilante couldn't accept this, jerking his head, he retorted "Whaaat? Why would it be house? Who's setting a house on fire?"

"Who the fuck is setting their spouse on fire?" Chris turned to Adrian with a glare, "I don't know, people who hate their spouses, I guess." he shrugged back.

"For fuck sake, you're girlfriend must be brain dead to date you."

"Nah, she's actually pretty cool."