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angelictyphoon · 11 months

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@strywoven for sloan

The man in the reflection of Agustin’s General and Feed Store is not Vash the Stampede. With his reflection superimposed over the peeling poster taped to the inside of the display window, a passerby might claim that he bears a passing resemblance to the legendary outlaw responsible for the JuLai incident.

To everyone else here in this small town, he is just Eriks.

9:30AM.

The day has only just begun, and the list of chores he has is still long. Eriks adjusts the brown paper bag in his arms once more and cards through the contents one last time to ensure that nothing is missing. Grandma Sheryl has lectured him on the importance of precision before. Every week, they need to replenish their stock of: onions, potatoes, garlic, and ginger. No, dry won’t do. No, you can’t sub taro root for potatoes even though they are both tubers. And don’t forget to pick up a dozen tomas eggs!

He can feel his ears ringing already, and he hasn’t even stepped away from the storefront yet. Rolling a few potatoes out of the way and pulling back a few layers of wax paper is met with a small exhale of satisfaction through his nose.

Next, to pick up the latest double dollar novel penned by the Mc Caffrey sisters for Lina. He makes it about two steps, hand still half in the bag when he suddenly comes up into a solid wall of…fleshy mass?

“Oh, uh. Sorry about that. Didn’t see you there! Excuse me!” Eriks exclaims, giving the unmoving mountain a pat on the shoulder as he strafes around the man to continue further into town. Before he can get out of arm’s reach, Eriks suddenly feels himself yanked backward by his shirt collar and is unceremoniously pressed up against Agustin’s window panes.

“You. This you? You’re Vash the Stampede?” A pudgy finger presses into the glass next to his head. The man, dressed in raider leathers and spikes, lets out a garbled snort from the back of his throat when Eriks does not answer right away. The glint in his eyes is hungry and set. A predator who would take any excuse to latch onto their prey drive. “Look like him.”

“You know ‘im? I alwaysh wanted t’know what he was like.” His voice is distorted from being squished against the glass. He manages to push back against the man’s hand at his back and glances at the holster at the bandit’s hip, then continues, “Hey! Let’s talk about him over there. It’s too noisy over here. I’m Eriks. You are..?”

“I’m Ten-Shots. ‘Cuz that’s all I need…Vash the Stampede.”

Uh-oh.

“Hey, let’s not get hasty, I just–”

A crack rings out and a line of dust shoots up next to his foot where Ten-Shots fired a bullet directly into the ground. The quick-draw doesn't make him flinch.

Okay, then. So talkie time was over. Eriks looks down at the disturbed ground, then back up to meet Ten-Shots’ squinting, focused eyes looking at him down the barrel of his gun.

“So…what happens after you shoot ten times? Does that mean you let me go?”

And then he runs, taking off in the opposite direction away from the center of town while hugging his precious cargo close to his chest. An onion bounces out, rolling off to the side and stopping against the wooden step of the local barber’s, but he can’t turn back for it now as bullets spit up dirt at either side of him. Grandma Sheryl will just have to forgo the French onion soup this week.

How many shots were they at? Four?

Bang!

Five.

#strywoven #sloan.#[ planet era: 0105 ]#i set this not long after julai. hope that's okay! let me know if i can tweak anything to make it easier for ya #the rare eriks!vash makes an appearance

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s-oaps · 24 days

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CAPTAIN SAYS YEET

#no one is safe #captain price #john price #call of duty #cod #codedit #gamingedit #modern warfare iii #modern warfare 2019 #task force 141 #barry sloane #gifs*

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cursednightingale · 5 months

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IM MELTING

his soft little grip on Riley's paw🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

#call of duty #captain john price #captain price #modern warfare 3 #mw3 #cod price #john price #barry sloane

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sky-is-the-limit · 8 months

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valiants · 3 months

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Catching up on requests.. thanks azraexess and Sloan! 🥹💋

#couldn't fit it in but Sloan also wanted cat pics #soapghost

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lights-on-the-ridge · 4 months

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my brain is so filled with the Siberia outfit

thinking of his heater

no seriously why did he do that creepy smile…..Kate PLEASE keep him on a leash😭🙏

+ obligatory realism because i cant help myself… look at him

#captain john price #cod mw3 #barry sloane #kate laswell #soap mactavish #nikolai cod #price x nikolai #my art #reids art #call of duty #digital art #artists on tumblr

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sleepyconfusedpotato · 8 months

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Don't mind me just MW actors holding a gun meme

I'm probably gonna make more but send this to your besties when they say something out of pocket or anything really

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #call of duty meme #cod meme #neil ellice #barry sloane #samuel roukin #elliot knight #alain mesa #cod mw22 #call of duty modern warfare 2022

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captainfern · 29 days

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oh you’ve got to be kidding me

#ARE YOU KIDDING #LOOOOOOOK #WHAT THE FUCK #HELLO ???#THE BICEPS ???#THE SILLY HAT ???#captainfern #captain john price #barry sloane

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wishfuldivine · 3 months

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AEHEKHGFLSJSKDJD LOOK AT THEM!

#kyle gaz garrick #john price #pricegaz #cod #call of duty #elliot knight #barry sloane #THEY'RE SO FUCKING HANDSOME

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daryltakeashower · 9 months

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him and his slutty ass walk😭

#captain price #walking like its heavy af #cod #cod mw2 #john price #cod x reader #barry sloane

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angelictyphoon · 8 months

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' i had it under control. you didn't need to do that. ' / from sloan.

“Didn’t look that way to me!”

Vash peers over the edge of the rooftop and down to where the pallet has splayed its contents all over the ground. Spilt molasses trickles from the barrels, and the military police that had been chasing them are struggling to unstick their weapons from the tacky, sweet liquid squelching and sucking at their feet.

The snapped hoist cables still sway in the midday breeze as the squad, disoriented from the fall and covered in splatters of molasses, attempts to track Vash’s last known location.

“Hey! Come back here! HUMANOID TYPHOON!” the captain roars.

Yikes.

One of them manages to unstick their pistol and take a poorly aimed shot past his head and Vash snaps back to break their line of sight. Below, he can hear the captain’s chatter fed into a handheld radio.

“...backup…the Stampede…resisting arrest and destruction of property…unknown accomplice…”

He scruffs at the feathery black hairs at his nape before grinning sheepishly back at Sloan. “Was trying to keep you off their radar…Guess I failed, heh.”

More shots ring out, and Vash shrinks and hunches into the collar of his jacket like a turtle. He grabs Sloan by the arm. “Oop, let’s get outta here!”

#strywoven #sloan.#[ planet era: 0104+ ]#v. hug the sunlight.

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cholvoq · 9 days

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