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Lov them

JUST LOOK AT THEMMM

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Sexiest man alive award goes to-

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vigilante in the peacemaker 2 trailer... salivating. licking my phone screen. #needthat

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sorry but um. are you FUCKING KIDDING ME

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I MISS HIMMM AAA

Not too bad for my first time drawing him

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vigilante and peacemaker see deadpool & wolverine and it's just 2 hours of adrian going "us" and chris telling him to shut the fuck up

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This is my understanding of Vigilante from Peacemaker’s backstory. He grows up with an older brother who’s friends with Peacemaker so he sees him often. He watches Peacemaker become “Peacemaker,” during his formative years where he is slowly becoming sociopath due to troubles at home plus being bullied. He starts modeling himself after Peacemaker and builds his own morals to match what he thinks are Peacemaker’s. This mixed with his urges to kill equals his becoming of the Vigilante. Hiding himself behind a mask is for safety reasons but he also still harbors those insecurities he has from being bullied as a kid. He cares about his image because he’s a nerd who played D&D

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I'm obsessed with this panel from Peacemaker Presents: the Vigilante/Eagly Double Feature where Eagly is using a laptop

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Price fucking reader while the rest of the 141 are visiting, bc hes not gonna be told he cant fuck his beloved in his own damn home, right?

Except ur moaning "fuck- john- right there! Please! John please, cmon-" and soap just so happens to be in the guest bedroom closest to u, hard as a rock and wide awake. He cant help palming himself over his loose sleep shorts, imagining its him ur begging for and not his captain. He feels so guilty but cant help coming to the sound of his name on ur lips. (Little does he know u and price totally planned this lol)

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headcanons: task force 141 & price’s wife

price’s wife is the calm center of the storm, the one who can make the entire task force stop bickering with just one look or a quiet word.

soap calls her “ma’am” in the most respectful yet cheeky tone, but he secretly thinks of her as the team’s good-luck charm.

gaz always says she has the best tea-making skills, even better than price (to which price just grumbles and rolls his eyes).

ghost never says much, but everyone notices how he subtly relaxes when she’s around. she’s one of the few people he allows to pat his shoulder or hand him a cup of coffee without flinching.

she insists on feeding them whenever they visit. “you can’t fight on an empty stomach,” she says, and soap once declared her shepherd’s pie “a national treasure.”

price becomes softer around her, though he tries to hide it. the squad teases him when she calls him “love” on comms during a mission check-in.

she writes little notes for each of them—tiny motivational words or jokes tucked into their packs before missions. ghost keeps them all, folded neatly in a pocket of his gear.

gaz often calls her “mum” by accident when she fusses over his cuts or bruises, and she just smiles.

soap once tried to teach her how to shoot better, but she ended up outscoring him on the range. ghost and gaz didn’t let him live it down for weeks.

she’s the only one who can tell price when he’s pushing himself too hard. when she tells him to rest, he actually listens.

during holidays, she sets up a small celebration for the squad—no matter how chaotic life gets, she always makes them feel like they have a home to come back to.

ghost once said quietly, “she’s the only one who doesn’t see the mask,” and everyone understood exactly what he meant.

price looks at her like she’s his anchor, the only thing that keeps him grounded when the job tries to take too much from him.

they all agree that if anyone dared to hurt her, the wrath of 141 would be terrifying.

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Riley w Simon !!

This is Soap's wallpaper btw

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sweet girl - 141 being obsessed with you

the nickname had started with simon first. passing you in the hallway, hand falling on your lower back as he squeezed past you, greeting you with a good morning and “s’cuse me sweetheart, just gettin’ past”

he’d say it when catching you working out in the gym, complimenting you on your form with a hidden “nice form, sweet girl, keep those legs apart”. somehow he’d find his way behind you, pressing his body against you. you never knew how he ended up there.

then it spread to soap, with a little more enthusiasm. greeting you in the hallways, calling the name out loud enough to get the attention of everyone. “what’s our sweet girl been up ta’?”, “anything new goin’ on, sweet girl?”

you couldn’t lie, it turned you the fuck on. especially when simon said it with his low voice, creeping up behind you and rasping it in your ear. soap almost made a humiliation ritual out of it, causing you to run to a private area to play with yourself— thinking of the two having their way with you, all while calling you “sweet girl”.

it was even worse when gaz got to it. he spoke it with such love, smiling with that natural charm he had. “hey there, sweet girl,” smirking as usual. during gun training one day he had your panties soaked from all the praising and pet-names. and you think he knew it.

price catching on is the cherry on the fucking cake. he just knows how to use it in a way that his boy’s don’t. “what’re ya’ doin’ there sweet girl?” “sure you can handle all that?” “need some help there, sweet thing?”

it got so bad you knew it had to be a running joke! something they were all in on. but it wasn’t, you really just were their sweet girl <3

i wrote this at like 3am bc i wanted to do some sfw stuff but ended up being SLIGHTLY smutty bc… phew. anyways !! asks are open !!

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Soap gets put on medical leave after breaking his arm, a good few weeks of hell is what he calls it. Struggling to do the most basic tasks.

He meets you at the grocery store, struggling to carry his bags with just one hand. Its a bit embarrassing to have someone insist on helping him, but seeing how good you look makes johnny shut up.

You chat with him on the short walk to his car, and soap finds himself standing in front of it for nearly half an hour just talking with you. Its...actually really nice, talking to a civilian. Hes so used to being surrounded by emotionally unavailable traumatized men that talking with you is like a breath of fresh air.

So of course he accepts your invite to coffee the next day, then to some restaurant the day after that, then to the park. Small meetings that build and build until your inviting yourself into his apartment to cook dinner with him. Sure, youre a bit younger than he tends to go for, and hes moving a bit fast, but he cant help but fall for you. The curve of your smile, the sway of your hips to whatever song hes got playing.

Hes seen too much to be arrogant enough to take things slow. He either has you now, or he may die before he sees you again. So Johnny cherishes you, smilling against your neck when he hugs you. "Whats for dinner today, baby?"

You chuckle, tilt your head so he can kiss your temple. "Salmon, got that one on discount yesterday after you said youve never tried it. I also got ingredients for Alfredo if youre not a fan. My mom's hate salmon, but I love the stuff."

And thats how life is for nearly six weeks. Sharing tidbits of your life while cuddling on the couch or over the dinner table. One night, he comes out of the shower, towel slung low. Youre sat on the beg talking to someone over video call. "Who ye talking to, honey?"

You perk up, scoot over so johnny can scoot onto the bed a bit. "Oh! Mom, this is the guy I was telling you about!"

You flip the phone so the camera faces johnny, and he fucking pales. There, on his screen, is Kate fucking Laswell. Kate laswell, who is suddenly deadly silent.

"Sergeant John Mactavish" oh shit, hes screwed. You glance between him and the phone in confusion. "Mind taking the phone and stepping into the kitchen? I want to talk."

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