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blacktacmopsi · 3 days
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Miscellaneous Ghosts HeadCanons: Vol 2
Keegan wears a paracord bracelet.
Kick unironically owns one of those big boob mousepads.
Merrick drives an orange old FJ cruiser that he takes insanely good care of. He lets no one else drive it.
Hesh and Logan have matching star tattoos, just on opposite arms.
Merrick has Navy themed tattoos and looks so fucking fine when he's wearing his dress whites (what a foxy grandpa!).
I'm pretty sure Kick was also in the Navy as well.
Merrick is PICKY as hell when it comes to what he uses to wash himself with (outside of missions where showering is not readily available. He'll use whatever he can get his hands on).
Kick refuses to tell anyone why he goes by 'Kick'. Anytime anyone has ever asked, he tells a different story.
When not in tactical, Kick rocks Hawaiian shirts.
Logan is a master prankster. Even as an adult he still pulls them off on Hesh for a giggle.
Hesh is a book worm.
Keegan likes to watch old re-runs of King of the Hill.
Merrick knows almost every Creedence Clearwater Revival song there is.
Logan and Hesh both really like true crime documentaries. It's a weird thing they bond over.
Kick every now and then will make fun of Keegan for his edgy metal phase when he was younger. Keegan will be quick to remind Kick about how he would get off to the movie Species 2.
Hesh loves movies by Paul Verhoeven... including Showgirls.
Merrick has been married once before. He's a widower. He still loves his late wife very much and her loss is possibly why he's so rough around the edges. When he can, he always places flowers on her grave. "Been thinking about you, ol' gal."
Keegan has had some teeth knocked out of him before on missions. He had to get implants.
All the Ghosts have experienced the pain of a broken collar bone before. It's like a weird rite of passage no one wants.
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Favorite thing about Ghosts is that there's a fandom specific trope where Rorke is somehow Logan's father. Whether it's literally (Biologically) or just in the name. And it's hilarious cus the guy canonically kills Logan's real dad and for all intents and appearances has a serious hate boner for everyone that bears "Walker" as a last name.
SOMEHOW this doesn't happen to Hesh tho. Rorke, you are NOT the father. (Though Hesh does get compared to Rorke a lot.... by that I mean I do love to parallel them.)
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brokenpieces-72 · 2 days
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COD NASCAR/FORMULA ONE AU
PLEASE LEAVE MORE IDEAS! I HAVE REQUESTS OPEN!
If you've found content for this please tell me but imagine the 141, Los Vaqueros, Ghosts, Kortac, and even Atlas as all these different race car teams/companies. That would honestly be pretty dope, no lie.
You have Price as a crew chief, he used to race but now is a coach for the others. Johnny and Kyle are both drivers. Simon is the crew chief for Soap when he's racing and Price is Kyle's.
Alex is Farah's coach, and Farah is one of the few female drivers. Farah used to race with Price, but he called it quits. Farah came to him to ask him to be her coach but Price told her she was fine, and that he had nothing he could teach her. After a crash on the circuit, Alex lost his leg and decided to coach Farah, wanting to offer his help and remain in the game somewhat.
Rudolfo is the crew chief for Alejandro, and in this AU I'm going with the concept of Valeria actually working with them rather than against them. There have definitely been some moments where Alejandro and Valeria have collided on the track but those are legitimate mistakes (I've seen this happen in Formula One).
Elias is the coach and crew chief for the ghosts. Keegan, Merrick and whoever else (don't know all of their names) are the pit crew and they are remarkable when it comes to pit stops, holding some pretty high records. Hesh and Logan are both drivers. One day while on the practice track, they discovered a stray dog, Riley and made him their mascot. Fans often mention the adorable German shepherd stickers that are on the cars.
Shadow company also have a team, with Graves often approaching Farah to join his team. While Farah respects him she remains on her own team. Graves gives Farah a run for her money though, not holding anything back to the point it becomes a bit of a rivalry. As for Kyle and Johnny... Graves was convinced by his manager to cause a collision, wanting "shock factor" on the track. Graves has since fired that manager, knowing he was capable of much better than that. Kyle and Johnny try to avoid him on the track.
Atlas is like that one company from Cars 3 where they have all the highly advanced technology going on. They want to "improve" racing, but none of the other teams go for it. Unfortunately, Will dies in a crash. Jack takes over but eventually becomes independent, forming a team of his own with people he actually trusts.
This idea came to me because I recently got training in the tire shop at my work. Started with me just removing bolts from tires, and then imagining Alejandro as a formula one racer and it going on from there.
I might write stuff about this, feel free to request fanfics.
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bryhoney · 1 day
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Recognisance Pt.3
Keegan POV!
(yay!)
I may come back and edit this if I proofread it again...
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Keegan knew it was a set-up. 
He knew that Rorke had purposefully leaked the intel of his next location to bait them. Among the information recovered was your old alias, and that’s all it took to lure the Ghosts. 
He hated that they were playing right into Rorke’s hand. He rolled his shoulders, trying in vain to ease the tension between his muscles. He’d been lying on rocky terrain for hours, anticipating Rorke’s arrival. 
Merrick had picked a mountainous region a few miles from the target coordinates to conduct the re-con mission. It was further than Keegan would’ve liked but he knew to trust Tom on this. Keegan was barely in his right mind. 
He knows that he should’ve sent Kick in his place but, much like the Walker brothers, he’d insisted he was sent out. It was meant to be a standard surveillance mission; observe and report back. Engage only if necessary. 
Yet, the three men were completely wired, hardly speaking to one another. Logan sat to his immediate right, lying in the same position as Keegan, staring down the scope of his rifle. Hesh sat beside his brother, he had been meticulously recording parts of the compound a few hours ago. Now, he watched the scanner in front of him impatiently whilst quietly petting Riley who lay beside him. 
Keegan couldn’t be sure which of the brothers bore the brunt of the guilt over your capture; Logan who knew that Rorke was after him, that if you hadn’t intervened you wouldn’t have been captured. Or Hesh, the eldest sibling by mere months, who believed he’d failed at keeping you safe. Who had watched Rorke toy with his brother before taking you, he’d been unable to stop him. 
Keegan had read several reports of that day, but only the reports filed by the Walkers detailed what had happened to you. 
A mechanic had written about how you’d commandeered one of the available helicopters when you realised there wasn’t any exfil for your brothers. 
A pilot had described watching your aircraft being tailed, how you’d screamed down the comms when Hesh had called for ‘Checkmate’. He watched you go down as close as you could to the tracks, a lucky shot from the Federation had caught your rear propeller.
Hesh had described how Rorke had been dragging Logan away when he first saw you, bruised and bloodied from the crash landing, carrying only a knife. He watched you stalk up the beach, barefoot towards Rorke. You’d launched yourself at Rorke, plunging the knife into his shoulder, mere inches from his jugular. He’d moved at the last possible moment. 
Your brother’s report detailed your bravery, and how you managed to initially subdue Rorke. Keegan could feel Hesh’s pride as he described his sister, a civilian, going against one of the most experienced soldiers in the country, the former leader of the Ghosts. 
While you’d been raised by soldiers, and been taught combat manoeuvres, you never trained as a soldier. 
He’d overpowered you in the end, and Hesh had to watch as Rorke slammed your head against the rocks you had fought so valiantly on. 
Rorke had taunted the brothers, laughing through pained breaths at how much easier it would be to break Elias’ only daughter. He told them he was coming back for Logan. How it was his fault his sister was taking his place. 
He’d laughed as he carried you away. 
It had broken Keegan’s heart, there you were, his girl, fighting for your brothers. 
The reports unnerved him, Rorke was a man who’d taken a .44 to the chest and still managed to walk away. You didn’t stand a chance against him. 
Keegan had berated himself for months after you were declared a P.O.W. He hadn’t been there to protect you, he’d done nothing to stop Rorke. He didn’t get a chance to say goodbye, to tell you-.
Movement to his right caught his eye, interrupting his thoughts. It was Logan, who’d gently reached into his breast pocket to retrieve the picture he carried with him everywhere.
It was of the Walker children, you were between Hesh and Logan who were wearing their tactical gear. You had an arm over each of their shoulders as they raised you into the air, so the three of you were the same height. Hesh was doing his best to lift Riley into frame with his free arm. You were laughing, the sun shining brightly behind you.
Elias had made his children recreate the photo every year after your adoption at age four, the boys had quickly outgrown you. 
You’d been missing for the last two years and Elias was no longer there to take the picture. 
Keegan swallowed the lump in his throat. 
He forced himself to look away, to shake off the heavy weight that settled over him whenever he thought of you. 
His relationship with you had begun to change into something more in the months leading up to your capture. He remembers the dressing-downs he’d received from each of the respective Walkers when they found out. 
He also remembers how you’d confronted them after, giving it back to them as good as they gave. 
It had been only weeks before his death when Elias had summoned Keegan to his Office. Yet, the infamous Scarecrow had sat opposite him and smiled, placing a hand on the Sergeant's shoulder before saying, “You treat my girl right”. It was an order and a thinly veiled threat all rolled into one.
Keegan had failed him, had failed you. 
His hand seized; he wanted to hurt someone. He wanted someone to hurt just as badly as he did. 
Hesh’s voice broke the silence, “Picking up a helo, two minutes out,” his voice was calm, steady. 
Silently, the three men looked onward, fixating on the landing pad to the south of their position.
Keegan swore he heard Logan release a shaky breath, he would’ve reached out to check on him if he hadn’t been so focused. 
There.
A helicopter burst over the top of the mountain range to their left, moving quickly towards the helipad. This was it. Hesh fumbled momentarily, before setting up the feed again and recording the scene in front of him. Riley stood up, alert, as though he understood what was happening and what was at stake. So far, he’d found no trace of Federation soldiers being out in this area and would let them know if he sensed anyone approaching on foot. 
It left the men to focus on the mission. 
Keegan mentally talked himself through his breathing as he watched the helo come in for landing. His composure was outwardly calm, displaying no visible weakness.
His heartbeat was traitorous, amping up as he watched heavily armed men and women exit the aircraft. 
His eyes narrowed as he recognised Rorke’s figure stepping onto the tarmac, Keegan watched as Gabriel turned raising his arms before-
“No-” Hesh breathed. 
There you were. 
Alive
And right there. 
Rorke was holding you, guiding you away from the helo as it began gearing up to take off. He led you towards a group of individuals that had assembled just minutes before your arrival. 
Keegan couldn’t make out your features, your emotions. He couldn't-
Hesh continued, “I’ll fucking kill him-”. 
Riley growled next to the boys, mimicking his owners. 
Keegan knew he should’ve told him to shut the fuck up but he too was blinded by rage. 
He was seething, you were right there and Rorke was holding you as though-
What’s he done to you, Baby?
Logan’s voice was quieter, more frantic, “Why-? What’s he doing? Has he?” his voice laced with anguish and Keegan forced himself to regain control, he wasn’t losing another Walker today. 
“Quiet, both of you. Keep the feed steady, we’re getting her back”. He was almost surprised by how calm he sounded, how unphased he appeared. 
“That’s my fucking sister-” Logan choked on his own words, his anger silencing him. The outburst from the quietest, most reserved Walker revealed his fraying hold on his composure.
They were going to get you all killed. 
“This is what he wants, do not give it to him. That's an order, Logan” Keegan paused for a moment before adding, “He’s taken Elias from us, I’m not letting him take her too”. 
He was a Ghost, he could do this. 
He’d failed to get Ajax back-
No. 
Hesh’s voice was both frantic and yet soft, “Yeah- Yeah, we will. We’ll get her back, Logan. I promise”. 
They watched as Rorke led you away from the group and towards the edge of the rooftop. It was almost a sheer drop onto the rocks, the base had been carved out of the side of a mountain. You wouldn't survive the fall. 
Logan shifted his stance immediately, his hand moving to the trigger of his weapon. He was no longer just watching the base, he was now actively locked onto a target with a loaded weapon.
“Do not engage, Kid” Keegan grunted, “He’s baiting us, do not engage!” Yet, his finger itched to pull back on the trigger. Hypocrite. 
Keegan prayed he made the right call as he watched Rorke stand behind you, leaning you over the edge. His jaw aches from clenching his teeth, he's doing nothing to stop Rorke.
Was he going to drop you?
“Keegan?” Hesh’s voice rose in panic, seeking an answer that Keegan didn’t have. 
He watched as you moved your hands to wrap around Rorke’s forearms as he leaned you even further over the precipice. You lifted your head skyward to accommodate the precarious angle you were balancing at. 
He was going to watch you die. 
No.
Please, No. Not you. 
He’d only just found you again. 
Your neck was exposed and he watched as Rorke moved to dip his face towards the expanse of your neck. It looked-
Keegan’s blood boiled and he immediately lost his cool, “that motherfucking-” he spat through gritted teeth. He hadn't even realised he'd readjusted his rifle, aiming directly for the man's skull. His breathing was heavy as he fought for control over himself. 
He knew we’d be watching.
Just as quickly as it had started, it was over. 
Rorke brought an arm around your shoulder before turning you forcefully away from the edge. Keegan watched as the pair of you moved towards the compound entrance before vanishing behind reinforced doors. 
He vaguely hears Logan throwing something behind him, yelling incoherently. 
I’m gonna get you out of there, Kid. I promise.
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ghouljams · 3 months
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No thoughts, only cowboy!Hesh calling his sweetheart mama in casual conversation. Just. Oooooh.
He is so slick with it. You think he's better than his brother but you forget that Logan has to get it from somewhere. It's just that Hush puts on the act of being older, more mature, more settled into his retirement. Your big bear of a partner, who hardly seems to care for more than being sweet on you and taking care of the ranch, who thinks offering you his seat is flirting and buying you drinks is just what a gentleman should do. Who you text about wanting a new dress and he tells you, "anything you want mama, on me."
Like GOD he is so bad. He is so fucking mean playing innocent when you march your ass down to the ranch because this is an in person conversation. "Oh that must be autocorrect" must it be??? Must it be Hesh?? And when you get a little worked up because you will not be gaslit he finally relents with a smile and tells you, "I'm sorry mama, thought you'd like to hear it from your future husband." Huh???? Your what?? "Can call me daddy if you want, be fatherin' your children."
He's been spending too much time with the other cowboys, that's what it is. Too much time around good southern gentlemen and now he's starting to talk like one. Well you will not be swayed by such things! Or you will be. Me? I would simply pass away.
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all-purpose-dish-soap · 2 months
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it IS funny to me that we collectively decided keegan is THE meanest, most fuckable, most viscera-soaked dirt-caked bitch in cod ghosts. and while i do agree, keegs is absolutely not the main character of his own game (it's hesh, with silent player character logan and keegan's boss merrick as secondary protags) and even fucking tvtopes roasts keegan's ass for having zero ascertainable personality:
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keegan exists because the devs realized they couldn't show the first-person player character assassinating people from the shadows, but they could still serve us some good fucking food by handing a knife and night vision goggles to the scrunkliest freak on the recon team.
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antomatkoen · 15 days
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erm guys i was looking for ingredients for my soup and….i found this weird thing in a pit.. does anyone know what it is?
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halcyone-of-the-sea · 7 months
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AHHHH CONGRATS ON 5k!!! Ok ok, hear me out on this request because I think it might make a good little fic. I can’t decide between Hesh or Price for this one but I got a general idea: stoned Hesh or Price. You know those videos of husbands waking up from surgery and not recognizing their wife right away but knowing they’re the most beautiful person in the world (something like this: https://youtu.be/kV8KyeApBJY). Well maybe it’s something like he got hurt from a mission (hurt enough to require drugs/anesthesia for the plot) but is recovering back at base and imagine their wife is their medic and she’s trying to update his team on how he’s recovering and you just got a stoned Hesh or Price completely hopped up on drugs following his injury, just fawning over her and he just goes bananas when she “reveals” they’re married. The team got a kick out of it
—Keep The Sheets Warm, My Love Is Coming Home
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⇢ ˗ˏˋ 5k Drabble Masterlist ࿐ྂ
╰┈➤ ❝ [If this wasn't enough to prove that you were the only person for Hesh, you didn't know what did.] ❞
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You walked around the room, tidying up what you could if only for the simple fact that it could distract you from the unconscious body in the bed. Realistically as a medic, you knew he would be fine—he was in the best hands possible—but Hesh had a track record for being unpredictable. 
He’d gotten into some trouble out in No Man’s Land again. Broken arm and ribs; a bullet through his thigh. He was so pumped full of medication and anesthetics from surgery that you doubted that he would be waking up soon.
But then again, Hesh was always surprising you. It was one of the reasons you’d married him, after all. Never a dull day.
Elias’s voice calls from the doorway. 
“You’re going to fall over at this rate,” you blink quickly, turning with an extra blanket in hand to spread around your husband’s comatose state. 
Your father-in-law has his arms crossed, and Logan slinks his way through the doorway with an arm looping your shoulders, a head pushed into your scalp silently. You sigh deeply, tension that you hadn’t realized was on your face lessening.
“Only if he keeps me from seeing those greens of his.” 
Logan huffs a laugh, squeezing you as his father grunts—the stern man’s eyes softening in a way they only would for you and his boys.
“He’d be more worried about you than himself if you did. Put my mind at ease, okay?” Your eyes roll but you nod with a small smile. You don’t argue with his point in the slightest. 
So, that was how you ended up here, in a seat by Hesh’s hospital bed—your hand in his and your head nodding back and forth with fatigue. Elias and Logan are casually playing a game of chess from across the room when David’s eyes flutter; his mouth releasing a low groan.
Your lids snap back, spine straightening, but before you can get a word out, your husband is pulling his hand from yours. His green eyes are loopy, pupils blown wide. 
He mutters something under his breath, lips grimacing and face pulling in at the sight of you. 
“Hesh?” The two men stand as you check his vitals, heart hammering until there’s nothing out of the ordinary and you can sit back down with a sigh and a relieved smile. “Take it easy, alright? You got out of surgery a little while ago—everyone’s here for you—”
“W…Where’s my wife?” His words slur, jaw loose as he rotates it; the unbroken arm with an IV chord stuck in it raises as jerky digits rub at his eyes. You’re left at a loss, blinking slowly in confusion before sharing looks with your in-laws. “No offense, Miss, you’re pretty and all, but…shit, why’s everything spinning?”
A hand covers your mouth, heated embarrassment lighting inside of your veins. 
“Hesh, Sweetheart,” your arm reaches to the brunette, trying to grab his wrist that he weakly moves away. 
“Stay away from me,” he grunts, head limply lulling on its pillow. “Thought I told you to keep it to yourself. My Wife’ll rip,” Hesh’s voice fizzles, a loud yawn peeling his bandaged face back, “you to pieces.” A pause. You hear Logan trying to hide his loud laughter behind his lips. “Did…the doctor send you?”
Your body turns to Elias, face beaming and expression exasperated. 
“Now that he’s awake will you get the other three? It’ll be easier to give the news to all of you at once.”
“Already commed ‘em,” the man states, watching his eldest with a raised brow and a slow smirk. “Least we know he’s a loose cannon on anesthesia.” 
Merrick, Keegan, and Ajax all file in, and as you continue to watch over a loopy Hesh, his small noises and babbling continue even when you give the breakdown of the patient sheet. You stand just shy of brushing the bed’s lower frame. You won’t lie and say it isn’t hilarious.
“He needs to keep out of the field for at least two and a half months, boys, and I’m not joking about that, alright?”
Your husband’s slow voice slashes through your speech, and the rest of the Ghosts snicker, sharing knowing looks as Hesh tries to lift the hand currently wrapped to his chest to keep it still. “You’re a real beautiful lady, Doll, y’know that? I’m sorry you like me so much, but I love my wife, you hear? Please don’t be angry with me.”
“Hesh, Darling,” you walk closer and bend down carefully. He blinked owlishly at you, finger coming up to poke at your cheek. Your hand grabs his as you hear Ajax make a quick remark to Keegan about the man being ‘totally whipped even when he’s high.’ 
“David, hey,” your voice prompts him to smile, perhaps now only realizing the familiarity of it. “I’m going to tell you something, hm?”
“Okay,” he watches, petting your neck with his thumb. 
“I am your wife.” The man’s eyes widen comedically as everyone shares a long laugh with one another. 
“No way,” Hesh breathes after a moment, awe-stricken. “Really?”
“Really.” There’s a moment of silence, and then the heart monitor begins to pick up its pace to a fast pound. Your face goes hot with love, and you bend your head forward in a long and honest laugh into his shoulder. 
Green eyes shift to the men, and Hesh beams, cheeks red and heart racing as he slurs out, “This is my wife?!”
It was safe to say they were never going to let him forget about this.
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moqqcha · 14 days
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"I remember a time we came out of the woods, Dad had asked us what we'd learned. "Always protect each other." We never forgot. Logan's got my back, and I got his. He's my brother."
the walker brothers :3
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wjehfshs · 9 months
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Keegan, Hesh, and Logan X reader who’s very light (picking you up)
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I’m making this bc I feel super insecure about being underweight and not being able to put any weight on so I made some fluff to make myself feel better
Keegan
You two were playing around
Play fighting for a bit
He went to pick you up and yes he is strong but he was expecting to at least have to put in some work
So when he picks you up and you’re light asf he’s surprised
Doesn’t say anything but now he’s silently told himself to carry you around regularly since you’re so easy to pick up
Hesh
You were just standing in the hallway, thinking something over when Hesh snuck up behind you and picked you up
He was also expecting to have to put in work to pick up a whole human being
But when he was able to just pick you up like that. He went from 😄 to 😦
Literally that was his face
Shocked to say the least
“Dude wtf you’re so light” he doesn’t mean to be rude with that comment so if you get upset about it he’ll immediately apologise
Logan
You couldn’t reach something that was super high up
Logan couldn’t reach it either so you asked him to lift you up so you could grab it
As he did he kinda stumbled a bit because he had put in a lot of force, expecting you to be heavier
“Logan I swear if you drop me” you snapped playfully at him, but also trying to regain your own balance
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yawnderu · 2 months
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If they have a skull mask they can bang
(yes this is about ghost, mace and all ghosts squad 💁🏻‍♀️)
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Shooting ropes. No protection. No turns needed. Multiple positions multiple hours. Fucking the shit out of me.
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blacktacmopsi · 1 day
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Logan: "Bro...you know how we have a good and close relationship, right?"
Hesh: "Yeah, definitely."
Logan: "And you know how we can tell each other anything, right?"
Hesh: "Of course."
*Logan takes a deep breath*
Logan: "So...I really need to tell you something."
Hesh: "You can tell me anything. Always."
Logan: "Well...you see...everytime you do your face paint for missions, I can't help but see this:"
*Pulls out his phone and shows him this emoji -> 🗿*
Logan: ...
Hesh:
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Back on my 'Keegan is Vampire' bullshit: in some myths, vampires can turn into (but are not limited to) bats, wolves, ravens, crows, and butterflies.
So I'm just imagining Keegan in Raven form, flying overhead and seeing Hesh+Logan turning into their wolf forms, and he gets so excited that I turns into his wolf form mid air and just thunks into the ground beside them
The boys just enjoying a morning run, playing around, then out of nowhere *THUD* Keegan drops in.
He staggers around for a few minutes dazed as hell while Logan and Hesh figure out what happened and then laugh at his dumbass. (After they make sure he's not critically injured ofc.)
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etienne01 · 6 months
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Some cod ghosts and r6
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ghouljams · 2 months
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Hesh is such a man, like one of those manly men that are just so sexy I can’t even😔 The way he’d have me literally purring like a kitten, his arms??? I’m weak. He’d wrap one around your neck to hold you close, have the side of your face pressed into his shoulder and he’s just gotten home from work so he’s a lil sweaty too😾
What a man, what a man, what a man, what a mighty good man! I love Hesh Walker with all my heart he can be gross as a treat, but also as a little treat to us...
He always comes straight to you when he gets out of the pasture, barely manages to kick his boots off before he's dragging you close, his skin sticky with sweat and his clothes warm from the sun. You whine and complain about it, but it just makes him chuckle. No sense in cleaning up just to get dirty again, he tells you before dragging you off for a quickie before dinner. He's always slow hopping in the shower, but he makes up for it.
Hesh grabs you in the kitchen, presses himself against your back with his hands on your hips, tucks his head against your neck. You reach back to scratch his short damp hair, wrinkle your nose at the sour smell of his sweat. He lets out a huff of air and switches his grip, raising an arm to wrap around your throat as he raises his head. You can feel the tight squeeze of his muscles when he flexes, pressing at your jaw and your pulse, you damn near purr for him.
"Thought about you all day," he tells you, his voice low against your ear, "thought about having you just like this." You shiver, his hand on your hips sliding down, over your stomach and between your legs. You've gotten used to wearing skirts around the house, easy access for him and less work for you. You wonder if other folks in town have similar problems with their man.
"Thought about you too," you tell him, your fingers gripping the arm around your neck. The scent of him, raw and masculine, is only amplified by the warmth of his skin and the closeness of his body. Hesh hums, his fingers bundling your skirt up, making room for him to touch you properly.
"What about me?" He asks and you feel yourself smile. You know he likes this, hearing all the dirty things you think about, acting out your fantasies. He's good to you. You know he worries over being rough with you.
"Last night, just kept thinking of your fingers," as if on cue he rubs his fingers against your cunt, dragging against the wet spot on your panties before hooking the little lacey edge and tugging it aside.
"Yeah?" He kisses your cheek, leans against your back to force you forward, "What were they doing? Remind me."
"They were, nng," you shiver when he circles your clit, toying with you, asking you to do more than anyone could under these conditions. He squeezes your neck, the half headlock making you whine, if he's trying to press you to continue it isn't working.
"Come on mama," he coaxes, as if that could help, "what were they doing?"
"You put-" his fingers slide back, dipping into your hole, you shudder and try to push then deeper before theyre slipping out to toy with your clit. "Played with-" again his fingers skate over your hole, give a testing push, teasing your pussy without giving you what you want. Hesh pulls back to tap your clit when you rock your hips against the feeling.
"Focus baby," he murmurs. You whine, and his shushes you.
"When you were fucking me," you manage. Hesh rubs at your pussy, spreading the slick over your folds, coating his fingers, before pushing two thick digits into you. You clench on them immediately, just to hear him purr. He thrusts them in and out of your cunt, a slow torturous rhythm that leaves you wanting more. He's quiet, focused, waiting on you to finish. You whine and he grinds his palm against your clit. "You were playing with my ass," you mumble, you know he hears you, you almost wish he didn't, "felt good."
"I know it did," he tells you, sweet as can be, your cheeks burn, your skin burns, "never heard you that loud." Hesh kisses your cheek again, curling his fingers to hit that sweet spot near your entrance. You follow the movement of his fingers with your hips, aching for more. "Over the counter baby," he orders, though he doesn't let you go. The only thing he does is take his fingers from you.
You'd whine more, but you hear him fumble with his belt, hear him sigh as he pulls his cock free of his jeans. He pushes you over the kitchen counter, keeps your head held up with his arm, while he pulls your skirt over your ass. "Fucking hell," he groans, tugging your panties to the side to slip his cock between your wet folds, "you're a wonder, maybe I should quit ranchin', just stay home and fuck you all day."
You shake your head, your chin bumping his bicep as the head of his cock catches your entrance, teasing you. "Yeah," he breathes, angling his hips to push inside you, "suppose you'd miss seeing me sweat."
He fills you in one clean stroke, and your eyes roll back. You don't tell him he's right.
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hi! do you have any general hcs for the cod:ghosts boys?
general headcanons - call of duty: ghost's
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overview: general headcanons of the call of duty: ghost's boys!
pairing: none!
genre: fluff, pure tomfoolery
a/n: hi anon! i'm thrilled i finally got a request for these boys. i love them so much, it's getting a bit unhealthy. you're truly the best for requesting them! i hope you love it!
x logan walker
He sucks at puzzles. He’s smart and tactical, but puzzles are on another level of difficulty for him. 
He likes doodling a lot. If he has a pen and a surface to draw on, he will sketch a small smiley or a caterpillar. It has become such a habit that he doesn’t even think about it when he does it. It got so bad that once, Keegan called him out on it mid-doodle, leaving Logan embarrassed for a week. 
He loves the ocean, but beaches annoy him. He hates sand. (I firmly believe his hate for them is from Hesh throwing sand in his face as children.)
He has a picture of him and Hesh as kids in his wallet. He feels calmer when he looks at it, getting into the habit of peeking at it when stressed. 
He’s an avid Deftones enjoyer. He loves Beware and Diamond Eyes. 
He likes caramel-scented things, but he doesn’t like the taste of it. 
He has some insane dirt on Elias, and, of course, Hesh knows all of it. 
For some odd reason, he’s phenomenal at parallel parking. 
x david "hesh" walker
He loves movies. He can watch any genre! Horror? Great! Action? Love. Romance? Cute! Comedy? Perfect! He loves it all. Shows, however? Nope. 
He takes pride in his nails being clipped and filed at all times. He was a nailbiter in his teens, so he cares about his nails more than he should today. 
He can’t cook to save his life. 
Eminem is his go-to artist. He loves and respects many artists, but Eminem will always be at the top of his list. He loves Stan. 
He’s respectful in general.
He’s extremely secure and confident, yet he’s still pretty nervous when he talks to girls. 
He loves long car rides. Driving around in his car while listening to his favorite songs brings out a unique joy in him. 
He, unlike Logan, loves beaches! (He wasn’t the one who got sand thrown on him, so he’s thriving.) 
He hates coriander. 
x elias "scarecrow" walker
Unlike his son, Elias is great at puzzles! He’s disappointed Logan didn’t inherit that quality. He mourns it every day. 
He loves pickles. (Same.)
He manipulated himself into liking beer many years ago. 
People call him DILF all the time. It has happened too many times to count. He finds it funny, while Hesh and Logan are horrified every time. 
He doesn’t know how to put on chapstick. He puts it between his lips and swipes it back and forth, not on his lips. 
He got so much action when he was a teenager/young adult. He tells Logan and Hesh to “live a little” so they can experience that life, too. 
He doesn’t listen to music often, but when he does, he listens to either Korn or Chris Isaak. 
He adores Riley, sometimes stealing him from Hesh without warning. 
x keegan russ
He secretly enjoys ASMR. It helps him unwind and de-stress, but not sleep, surprisingly.
He’s excellent at the game Mafia. 
He has made way too many people giggle excitedly because of his voice. He finds it amusing but disturbing at the same time. He knows it’s attractive, but that many people? He has even made Elias giggle like a schoolgirl because of his vocal folds. 
Keegan strikes me as a Slipknot fan. He finds Killpop and Vermillion to be sexy. 
He loves grocery shopping. 
He talks to himself a lot. He’s antisocial and quiet around others, but when Keegan’s alone, he keeps having full-on conversations with himself. Merrick caught him doing it once - he never brought it up again. 
He enjoys lasagna a bit too much. 
He had a motorcycle phase as a young adult. It got so bad he learned how to do a wheelie on them, but his love for them has died down in the many years he’s been alive. 
He thinks wine is gross. 
x thomas merrick
He cannot stand bananas. Everything about them makes him gag. 
He gets such a rise out of being a bitch. He’s already annoying by default but strives to be even more insufferable for the fuck of it.
He, Alex, and Keegan smoke while being sentimental together at least once a month. (It’s always with Keegan and Alex - Elias, David, and Logan get left out.) 
He listens to underground metal like Sold Soul, and he thinks it makes him superior to everyone else. (And he gatekeeps it.)
He’s immune to pretty much all physical pain except for waxing. It’s enough to make him cry. 
He loved trains as a child.
His comfort song is Toxicity by System Of A Down. 
His appetite is insane. This man can eat a horse and still be hungry by the end of it. 
His calves are huge for some reason. 
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