Fuck.

“I have a way with words. But I also have a way with 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙨.”

“You know what? Fuck this.”

Creeping up from behind and placing his helmet over her eyes and face.

“Hello, Peacemaker.” Looking at her with a satisfied smirk.

“Yes they do. I was on TV.”

“That’s because it’s fabricated, duh. They know I’m a controversial figure because I’ve got a code, unlike Superman and all these dudes that run around in their underwear.”

“I’m none of those things. I also have an absolute 𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕.”

He’s actually the most traumatized of all of them, probably. But don’t tell Chris that. “Who, me? Nah. I was just there doing my civic duty and keeping the peace.”

“Yeah, well. Maybe that’s because you’re the only one that got kidnapped. And we had a really sick plan to save you, which was all my idea by the way.”

“Wow. That does actually sound like a pretty good time.”

“Well, I’m sure it wasn’t 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 big. I mean, maybe compared to other people—like, me for example—his dick is actually really small. You ever consider that?”

#Peacemaker Season 2 opening credits for your pleasure.

The door to prosperity.

Alright, it officially fucking sucks here.