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Too bad I'm BROKE ⚰️

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White at Your Wedding, Ghosts HC’s

Prompt: How the Ghosts would react to someone wearing white at your wedding.

A/N🪶: Hello again. To anyone who may have been keeping up with my fic “Sugar and Lemon”, I’m sorry I haven’t been writing. Between creative juices for the fic running out as well as school, I haven’t been as motivated. However, I do want to continue it. I just need to find the right time. I’m doing summer classes otherwise I probably would be working on it now. It’s just overwhelming at this point. But I still want to give y’all something with the Ghosts since I know a lot of people in that part of the fandom don’t usually get a lot unless it’s with (typically) Keegan. Nothing wrong with that, I just want to include more of them, especially more underrated characters like Ajax and David/Hesh. Thanks for reading this blurb <3

HC Note/TW: May include descriptions/mentions of weapons, violence/violent intentions, shitty people, harassment. Please note: I’m gonna make this AU style where Rorke wasn’t turned and no one was killed because I said so. Reader is gn so their groomsmen/bridesmaids will just be referred to as your “friends on the side”. 

I made a separate one for David because I love him, find that here

Storyline:

He was almost done getting ready. Today was finally that day, that beautiful day that he never thought would happen. Between the world gradually being broken down each time it was nearly put back up, he had expected to be killed in action like everyone else. But perhaps fate was on his side for now. He knew better than to expect everything to run smoothly, though. 

With two different people from two different families, someone was bound to have some opinions. It was just a matter of whether or not they voiced it. Of course, he had made plans just in case. He was getting married to you and there was no way in hell, heaven or on this Earth someone was going to stop that. They could interrupt the wedding all they wanted to, however they pleased. They could set the whole damn thing on fire, but he’d still marry you. 

He tried not to think about how beautiful you’d look, lest he start blushing. It didn’t work but the attempt was worth it, despite the pestering the other Ghosts would no doubt lay upon him. 

The time came and he stood on the slightly elevated stage, groomsmen and best man at his side. Normally, he doesn’t wear white but this is a wedding… his wedding… his and yours wedding. His back was to the hallway you would walk out of, so he kept looking to the faces of his friends and family for any indication. His heart beat was relatively controlled… and then the music began playing… and they smiled… and the officiant gave him the look to turn around. So he did.

And by God, you were ethereal. He couldn’t tell if his heart stopped or was beating so fast he could no longer feel it. His brain was short-circuiting. You had made your way up to the stage, your friends on the side smiling. He just stared, had he been smiling since he saw you? His cheeks were hurting already. You looked up at him, your smile like the sun, he couldn’t care less about going blind if it meant the image of you would be imprinted in his eyes.

Logan Walker

This man would be trying so hard not to panic.

He almost gets whiplash from how fast his head turned to David who, alongside Merrick, would pipe up and tell off the person.

Logan would have been prepared in a rather classy way. 

See… There’s a thing where, if someone wears white at a wedding, especially a dress, the bridesmaids can take wine and pour it on them, effectively ruining the dress.

Logan absolutely has heard of this and got your friends the cheapest wine possible.

Logan looks at your friends and signals to them to get the wine. 

One of them moves around closer to them so their attention is away from the friends with the wine.

David and Merrick tell them that they need to leave.

As they get up to get in their face, wine is poured on them.

They yell and fuss, claiming you and Logan are going to pay for their outfit as they stomp out of the room. 

You, not having expected this, stand there. Your hands are held by Logans and your mouth hangs open.

Your friends smile at you, David and Merrick chuckling to themselves as they all come back to their original positions.

You struggle to form coherent words.

“Did you- when did- where’d the wine come from?! Was that planned?!”

And the wedding continues, the smell of wine and the sound of laughter flowing through the air.

Elias T. “Scarecrow” Walker'

You know this man would be willing to drag out the guilty party himself. 

I fully believe he’d pick them up and carry them outside. 

Otherwise he’d probably set up his other comrades to be guards so people don’t try to get in.

I could imagine it being an old ex or probably a family member he hates. None of the soldiers he knows would dare do that to someone like him, he’s garnered so much respect from them over the years.

Any one of his friends, whether groomsmen or guests, I know they’d all stick up for him as he just watches with a smile.

Thomas A. Merrick

Roasts the ever loving shit out of whoever is wearing white.

“If you’re gonna wear white, at least pick an outfit that fits you right.”

“Did you get that from Walmart? I think I saw that when I went last week.”

“That would look better on Riley, but hey, who am I to judge?”

I know the person would willingly walk out without having to be escorted, due to embarrassment.

Gabriel T. Rorke

I can’t see him having a very public wedding. There is a very short list of people allowed and if there’s someone he doesn’t know, he’s meeting them beforehand.

If someone dared to wear white, well…

As all eyes are on them as they stand, showing off the color that was only meant for the two of you, he takes the opportunity since everyone is distracted.

He slowly reaches and shifts his white suit jacket, lifting just the edge, enough for the offender to see the gun, or other weapon, he has tucked away.

He lets go so he looks normal again, while the person is left with wide eyes, suddenly nervous.

They leave with minimal issue and everything resumes, people are left confused but eventually shrug it off as Rorke having intimidated them with his presence alone.

Keegan P. Russ

Keegan would be the type where, prior to the wedding, he expects everyone to show what they are planning on wearing.

He makes sure the two of you set guidelines so it is absolutely clear that if anyone tries to come in wearing white, they will be thrown out and not allowed back in. 

This man does not leave room for error. 

He takes advantage of having your friends/family’s (bridesmaids/groomsmen) contact info so he can keep an eye on everything.

Would absolutely sweet talk your grandparents or parents into keeping him informed whenever possible, especially if there’s gossip (Keegan loves gossip and you can’t tell me otherwise).

Alex V. “Ajax” Johnson

He wouldn’t bring weapons like Rorke or make snide comments like Merrick.

This is a man of respect, and while he’d be annoyed, he’d be prepared.

As people turned around and gasped and gossiped, he’d remain calm and relaxed despite his comrades wanting to push the person out.

He’d want them to be politely escorted out and you wouldn’t have to do anything.

Naturally, he’s fuming but this is your wedding after all. He maintains his composure.

If the person speaks up, they’ll be escorted out. If not, I can imagine him letting them stay, not wanting to waste time and probably continuing to marry you out of spite and right before the dinner, they suddenly aren’t allowed in.

They’re edited out of any photos they may have forced their way into, everyone basically ignores them. 

I love you, Ajax <3

Kick

This guy is just getting married privately.

Mostly just because regular weddings are so hectic and frankly, he isn’t much of a people person but he still wants to marry you.

[cloangi]

Dropping some more drawings here

Here's an extra random one I did of some random person that may match multiple irl profiles

[gunnrblze]

Very random Kick headcannons

➤ owns cassette tapes somewhere. cassette player? perchance, but he definitely owns the tapes from when he was a kid

➤ favorite Gatorade flavor is lemon lime

➤ sleeps with his neck all :/@‘?;&$/!;$/& and then wonders why it hurts when he wakes up

➤ owns those funky socks with random patterns on them. some have a pair of matching boxers

➤ avid sims enjoyer

➤ genuinely believes there is truth behind the Loch Ness Monster/Nessie story. tries to convince the others Ghosts that “it just makes sense”

➤ same with aliens, except he actually has a better argument for that

➤ loves Tetris and is pretty good at it. Ajax is better though and it annoys him to death

➤ veryyyy good at math

➤ can recite the abc’s backwards very quickly. sober

➤synth/new wave/post punk/vapor/techno/electronic/goth/alternative rock/pop listener

➤unless he’s the one participating (and he often is), he’s such an enabler when it comes to bets/dares. the mf in the back yelling “you won’t!”

➤has used those cheesy one liners when flirting and they actually work cause he’s weirdly charming about it. anybody else using them you’d be like “…” but he makes it work

➤a bit of an unconventional flirt in general. is a little weirdo, but not in a way that makes you question your safety lmao he’s just a lil silly

➤doesn’t have guilty pleasures. very open about the stuff he likes and doesn’t really feel embarrassed about it

➤that being said^ he takes teasing in stride very well. unbothered king

➤knows the best technology to buy, very well versed with product quality and stuff like that

➤is a cutie patootie

[shoukiko]

idk if your requests are still open (sorry if they aren't!! m(_ _)m) but if they are, could i get some headcanons for the ghosts boys? thank yoouuu (* ^ ω ^)

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES ANYTHING!!!!!!!! BARKBARKRBRAKBRAKBRAKRAKBRA

(I didn't know if I should write about Ajax and Elias or not;;;;)

Call of Duty: Ghosts Headcanons!!!

Keegan

He's good as his job, always getting shit done.

but oh my god is he a bad influence on you

"Want a shot?" "I'm not 21 yet, Keegan." "I asked if you wanted a shot, not how old you were."

On roadtrips he's never allowed to drive, but he will backseat drive. "You should take this highway instead" "I know a faster way" "If you go down this road you could probably reach it easier"

Snores when he's asleep, I feel like he may have sleep apnea or something like that.

HE'S REALLY LOUD TOOOO

Mumbling in his sleep if he's asleep in a chair

That's another thing, he can fall asleep literally anywhere. Chair? Yes. Under the bed? Yes. Under a table? Yes.

He has sharp canines, I don't make the rules. He uses them to open things

He LOVES your scent, he likes having just one thing of yours just to hold and have near.

I don't think he would call you Kid if he was interested in you, I think he'd stick with your name or "Hun". Unless you're older than him, then he uses generic shit like "Babe"

A man of a few words, he gives short answers, pretty blunt, but in text he will ramble on and on~

He likes writing, he finds that it's easier for him to process his words and gives him time to think.

Logan

Good boy, very good and well behaved boy.

Grown man, but good boy

He's actually really mischievous, they took a trip (The team) to Italy while on leave and when visiting the Tower of Pisa he offered to take Keegans photo.

Gesturing for him to lean, pose, scooch back, just so he can get the perfect photo.

Only for him to take it, snickering to himself because he made Keegan pose extremely far from the tower so the photo just looks silly.

Keegan had a good laugh about it, only after he put Logan into a headlock

He does the same to Hesh, always asking for some water, then being like "I didn't ask for this" so Hesh takes it back and when he comes back empty handed Logan is like "Water?"

He's very quiet, way more than Keegan.

He only gives nods or gestures, speaks when he needs to though, like in call outs and such.

He'd call you Love

Whispering sweet nothings into your ear

Can you imagine Cody Callahan doing that? Kill me plz

Hesh

HE HAS A THING FOR HANDS I JUST KNOW IT, I JUST KNOW IT YOU CAN'T TELL ME OTHERWISE!!!!!

HE LOVES HOLDING YOUR HAND AND JUST RUBBING YOUR FINGERS

YOU CAN FEEL HOW ROUGH HIS CALLUSES ARE

HE TILTS HIS HEAD WHEN HE LOOKS AT YOU BECAUSE HE IS JUST SO ENAMOURED WITH YOU

CAN YOU TELL I LOVE HESH, CAN YOU????

He's a gamer boy, console only. Xbox..... Don't argue with me (You can have your own I was /j)

Before shaving his head, he had a hairstyle similar to DJ Pauly D. Let's keep it shaved.

He refuses to have a mustache, just straight up refuses. He will shave the minute he sees it coming in.

Beard or Goatees are pushing it, but he shaves anyways (except the sideburns of course)

That man loves veggies, he's the type to just steam a bunch of em and that's his dinner. Literally just that.

He likes stealing food from you, picking from your plate. If you don't like something, you best believe he's there eating it for you

"David, I'm full" "Give it here, babe."

Merrick

His memory is impeccable

He will always rememebr your favorite things

He's not big on gift giving, but when he does give gifts they're incredibly thoughtful.

Drives a really beat down pickup truck

Calls it his baby girl

Don't judge him >:(

Resting bitch face, eyebrows always furrowed

But then he sees you and his expression softens because he just loves seeing you.

Has the heartiest laugh imaginable, slaps his knee when laughing too

Asks for help putting on his face paint :((((

He just wants a reason to be touched by you

Kick

Earbuds in 24/7 when not on a mission.

He needs music to function!!!

He's the type to put on some hardcore music and pretend he's fighting someone, like the people that imagine their own animation edit when listening to a song they like

He sneaks food to Riley sometimes, when they're all eating, he's the one throwing stuff on the floor for him

Unironically uses "COWABUNGA"

He's just a lil.... ya know... right? Just a little (He's gay)

Kinda short, like 5'6-5'8

Has ADHD

Wears insoles (hims feet hort)

I know he doesn't have a name, but his name is now Hunter Cameron and his last name is Miller

Has freckles and a chipped front tooth

That's all I got :3

for now :3

[brokenpieces-72]

Radio Silence

CoD Ghosts Cryptid Hunter AU | Navigation

TW: violence, cryptids, some body horror, let me know if I missed anything

Next morning you have a thermos with your tea inside. Some men in your old regiment would have flasks tucked away with booze, energy drinks or even Mountain Dew. You always kept tea around. Anytime someone asked for a sip you warned them it was hot, and got weird looks. It was their own fault when they burned their tongues.

You nurse your thermos, as you focus on the briefing. A pen in hand, you scribbled away in your journal, taking notes of the creatures Elias was discussing had been sighted recently. Some you already knew, with more information being relayed. You write it down and intend to enter them later on, when you can sort the notes better. The others are either writing notes or listening closely. The more information you had memorized the easier and faster it was to take out the monsters.

Then Elias brought up the problem target. Siren head.

You didn’t think it was possible to be this uneasy looking at a tornado siren with legs. Apparently this thing was gonna be a problem. Sound was extremely important to communication in the field. Long distance communication especially. This thing had not only power over radio waves and signals, but the plant you’d be infiltrating was also messing with plenty of tech. Kick was trying not to rage at the computer screen as a result, and was working like mad to maintain the fire wall. Taking out these walking signal jammers would make communication easier and safer, while also rattling the Federation a bit. While they would be getting their comms and orders back up and running properly, it gave your team some extra ground and the chance to make more.

When Elias showed the plant on screen, Logan kicked you under the table.

“The hell?” You asked, quietly. Logan nodded to the screen and you looked. The plant was the same as where you led the wyvern only a couple of nights ago. Once Elias finished the briefing about how they would get in and hopefully take out siren head David chimed in.

“We might have some help.” He added.

“Go on.” Elias said.

“We chased a wyvern to that same location just a couple nights ago. Figured it was spooked by something but couldn’t figure out what. It landed fine, but based on the images it’s flown off to spot we found it previously.” David said.

“Without a bond it will be more difficult to recruit a creature. If it comes down to it though it’s something to consider. If a bond is deemed necessary, Valkyrie you will be the one to form it, understood?”

You gave him a nod. "Yes sir."

“Alright let’s get moving.” Elias said.

The briefing room dispersed, with only muttered conversation and words. You looked among the few men for your father, linger in the back of the group. The search ended suddenly when Keegan whipped his head around to look for you. You paused, in front of him while the rest kept going. Keegan’s eyes were wild for a moment before he softened and looked around the room.

“Dad?” You said, leaning closer to where he was looking. Was someone around? You saw Riley continuing on with the Walker boys without little worry or care. Keegan turned his attention to you. After a quick scope you tugged him aside. “What’s going on?”

“Not important right now.” He told you. That was a lie. Keegan is a calm and collected type of person, not much could throw him off. Except…

“Is she okay?” You asked. Keegan didn’t want to answer that because honestly he wasn’t sure.

“Nessie is distressed but…” he looked at you. “Might just be her baby.”

“Wha-how when?” You asked. Keegan never got the chance to properly tell you that Nessie had a little one. “Is that even possible? I thought she needed a mate or is it-“

“I know I know.” Keegan knew you would be asking five hundred questions and there was a mission to get to. Honestly he’d hoped to tell you after the mission. Nessie’s little one had been born not long ago, and he didn’t get the chance to take you to visit her. The sudden feeling he got, he assumed was the baby getting into something it shouldn’t have. It was a feeling he used to get with you when you were younger. “It’s wearing off now. Right now focus on the objective.”

Here’s the thing about Sirenheads… they are tall, terrifying, and tricky. Radios were too high risk to use. Siren heads could imitate and alter the transimissions easily, relaying fake instructions and messages to teams. An easy lure to blood baths. Everything had to be communicated silently and visually. You had a bracelet with buttons that would send a light to the other bracelets, signalling your status. The plan was infiltrate the plant, cut off the sirenheads, and hopefully get Kick to regain some sanity.

The briefing went over siren head… but not siren heads. Which was what you had to deal with. The wyvern returning home, might have meant more monsters to drive it away again, or security had increased since the Ghosts had made themselves known again. They seemed to be scoping around, letting out loud blaring horns to each other. They don’t have eyes so you had to assume echo location was the reason for the horns. They were fucking loud and infrequent so you were kept on your toes.

Riley was doing his best not to whimper or bark back at the noise, ears flattening each time. Every blare sent the four of you into hiding, keeping quiet. Not much was going to kill them, so stealth was an absolute must. Dropping close was not an option, and moving around in the dark was far too risky, even with night vision gear. The mission started early in the morning, just as the first bits of light were peaking through. By now it was a little earlier than midday, and you were still marching. Thank god the monsters couldn’t smell, otherwise you wouldn’t have a chance to eat. When you took breaks you had to hide away still, and sitting wasn’t an option. You were grateful for lighter gear, though your sweat made the face paint around your eyes, itchy.

You took a moment to rest again, get some food in you and pressed a small button on a bracelet. The light on the bracelet blinked red and the three of you waited for a response. Riley was sniffing around for any danger. The light continued to blink red and you started getting nervous.

“You don’t think…” you trailed off quietly.

“Give it a minute.” Logan assures you. Almost on cue, the light changed to solid blue. You let out a quiet breath. The light then blinked green which meant keep going. David jerked his forward, ordering the group to press on. Ever the leader, you think to yourself leading your small team onward. You walked in a loose triangle with Riley between Logan and David, with you off to the side.

Your group maybe gets a few feet before there is another horn and you take cover, getting low and crouching. This one was loud, louder than the ones before and you could hear something coming closer towards you. Something big. Your ears are ringing from the sound but you have to ignore it, listen past it. You keep quiet, and only take a peek to make sure you know where the boys are. Logan’s dark mask covered him well, as did David’s face paint. Your half face mask and paint did the trick for you, as did your camo gear but it didn’t mean you couldn’t be spotted. As you leaned forward and spotted Riley sticking close to Hesh, you nearly slammed yourself back into place as a dried meaty limb dropped into view. Fucking hell, why was it so close?!

You held your breath, going completely still. There was the sound of static noise above you from the creature. It wasn’t moving. It had stopped in its path and was scoping. Very slowly and carefully you raised your hands to your ears, making as little sound of your own as possible. You waited with bated breath for the deafening sound. One sounded further away and you were ready for it. Suddenly the siren head moved, turning towards the sound… turning towards you. No, please no. You see movement out of the corner of your eyes where siren head was. Fuck fuck....You felt the vibrations from the foliage around you, as it lowered to all fours, almost spider like in its stance. Fuck! Don’t move. If you move you’ll make noise, it shouldn’t be able to see you. You tensed, bracing for the impact. You turned your head just a little, if only to get a better view of horror, wanting to face it yourself. You were met with a teeth inside a megaphone, opening, ready to kill.

You reached for a grenade, but you weren’t fast enough.

The siren head was snatched up, the scream it was abou tto unleash on you, feeling like a light smack to your ear drums before it was cut off. What the hell?! You looked up and saw siren head looking like an over sized snake in the claws of a hawk. It cried out in distress before being slammed down and thrashed against the ground. You stared incredulously as the siren head was back on all fours. The cryptid seemed to be shock itself as it looked around trying to figure out what happened.

It didn’t get much longer to think about as you heard a familiar cry coming in for another strike. A winged mass struck the siren head from behind skidding on top of it, and taking out a few trees. You heard the sound of dried meat being torn apart, mixed with what you can only describe as an old radio having its stations changed at random. You stayed quiet, and very hesitantly looked back to see the damage. Logan signalled you from across the newly made clearing to remain hidden. You pulled back, not getting enough of a view. You waited, hearing some more blasts from the siren heads, overhearing their kin in distress. The cacophony is overwhelming and you can see your bracelet blinking white. A warranted check in, but one you had to wait on.

Once the radio stations became nothing but static you looked to Hesh. No signal to move yet. Then there was quiet, the static cut off. David put a finger to his lips and signalled to come out of hiding. You stood, letting your legs feel some relief from crouching. You came out, with David and Logan meeting you, and Riley move towards your saviour. You were still coming down from the shot of adrenaline, even checking to make sure you hadn’t removed the pin from the grenade you intended to throw into the siren head’s mouth. Suddenly arms were around you and your face was pressed into a camo jacket. You could hear him sigh with relief.

“You okay?” Logan whispered, holding your shoulders, and looking at you. You nodded and David pat Logan’s shoulder as he stepped around the two of you. You looked at Hesh and then turned your attention to where he was looking.

On top of the mangled siren head was an old acquaintance. The three of you stood there stunned at the wyvern whose jaw and claws were stained with dry blood, on top of the torn open back of its victim. The wyvern turned its head towards your trio with Riley taking the front. Riley didn’t growl but was poised to attack at any moment.

“Do we approach it?” You asked, now fearing you might startle the wyvern. As if sensing your hesitation the wyvern approached, cautiously. You held your breath again. It was a few feet from Riley who barked to get its attention.

“Riley!” Hesh whisper shouted to the dog. The wyvern lowered its head to Riley’s level, growling softly. Riley let out a few softer barks, and the wyvern raised its eyes to your trio. It then backed off and opened its wings in triumph, but it didn’t roar. Riley turned around, returning to the group and booped your wrist with his snout. Shit the bracelet was still flashing.

You pressed a button informing the other party you were okay. They probably heard everything. The other sirenheads as well.

You needed a minute to settle, and the wyvern took off to the sky. After some water, and confirming the coast was clear you got back on track. Up above, the wyvern was circling within view. If it had fled home because of the siren heads, it certainly wasn’t bothered by them now. You don’t know what Riley had said to it but it seemed to understand your objective. The next time you are forced to hide the wyvern comes in diving like a scaled missile, and tearing it like a dog with a newspaper.

By the time you reached the plant and took cover, awaiting the other team you’d seen at least three siren heads slaughtered by the winged Titan. It now awaited above for the results of the infiltration.

Both teams took cover by the gate entrance, keeping watch for any unwanted guests.

You open fired on the men on the ground before focusing your attention to the satellites, where you could make out snipers. You looked back when you heard the siren heads ringing out a fuss. The wyvern wasn’t about to leave you out to dry, it wanted its home back. It picked up the monsters by their megaphone heads and whipped them around before tossing them away. Logan set the breaching charge on the door of the building, and you filed inside.

Your back was taken advantage of as you entered. A federation soldier came at you from behind. Merrick barked out your name, you turned blocked parried the knife, whacking your attacker in the with you gun. In his dazed state you shot him in the head. Dropped like a bad habit. The ghosts were split up again, with your team searching for any supernatural sources or other information. Riley led the way. Alarms were soundinginh but they were nothing compared to what you’d already faced. Riley barked and scratched on a door, leading to a broadcasting room. You and Logan got in position and Hesh opened the door. The three of you entered the room spread out and what you saw nearly made you throw up.

A man was slumped over the desk where one would make announcements. If you could call him a man. His flesh looked like that of the siren heads, merging into wires that were connected to a switch board. It was like some sick infection that was spreading into technology.

Hesh radioed, “Hesh to Scarecrow, we’ve found the source over.”

“Roger that Hesh, you are free to eliminate.”

Hesh ordered for open fire, and you delivered, wanting to put an end to whatever sick ritual this was. Blood burst from the corpse with it starting to swell.

“Fall back! Fall back!” Hesh ordered, withdrawing. You booked it out of there with your teammates, seeing the swelling continue. Logan shoved you to side once you were out of the room, before there was a gory explosion.

“Hesh to Scarecrow. Objective complete on our end, over.” Hesh radioed from the other side of the doorway.

“Loud and clear Hesh, we’re done here. Rendezvous at the evac point.” Elias ordered. You followed your brothers as they rushed out of the building, taking down any federation soldiers still standing.

Once you got outside you found your wyvern friend standing atop another kill, seemingly pleased to see you. You didn’t have time for pleasantries aside from a quick interaction. You hurried over, shouldering your weapon, the wyvern lowered its head. You gave it a quick neck scratch, and it let out purring sound.

“Thank you for saving my ass. Stay safe yeah?” You said. It seemed to nod, and took off as you turned and followed after your team.

As you climbed into the chopper you looked back smiling, seeing the wyvern doing victory laps over its regained home.

“Valkyrie, move your ass.” Merrick ordered. You got in and the door was slid shut. Mission accomplished.

When you returned to base you thanked Merrick for covering your ass. He just reminded you to watch it next time so he wouldn’t have to. Fair enough, you looked forward to your sparring practice. There was a debrief before you washed yourself with you, David and Logan explaining what happened to kick up the noise. Apparently, it had actually been advantageous, because the noise drew the siren heads closer to the three of you. No bond had been established either which was equally impressive.

Once you finished in the shower you were honestly ready to crash. But you wanted to know about Nessie. You found your dad, actually scratch that, your father found you. Keegan wanted to know the full details of what happened. You found somewhere more private to talk, to give him a more thorough debrief. Keegan seemed anxious as you explained everything.

“You’re sure you’re okay?” He asked.

“Would tell you if I wasn’t.” You said. Keegan knows you a little better than that. You were nearly killed, if there hadn’t been a giant wyvern to save you, you would be in a body bag, not in front of him. Something told you though that his concern wasn’t just him being a father. He was fearing for something else.

“How is Nessie?” You asked. Keegan is quiet. “Dad?”

“She was panicking a few times during that mission, but I can’t be sure if it was me, or her.” Keegan said, looking more wiped than you. He’d taken time to wash his face paint off, but you could still smell some sweat.

“Should we check on her?” You asked.

“I’ve talked to Elias, but tracking down Rorke is the priority. He doesn’t want us to spread out too far.” Keegan said. “I’ll be needed for a mission coming up.”

“I could go with David and Logan.” You offered. “Haven’t seen her in a long time.”

“You have to talk to Elias and get the okay from him.” Keegan reminded you. That you could do.

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[iheartchv]

If you’re still doing V day requests, then could I request one from Keegan or Kick? Addressed to Alex(male, he's indifferent to everything). Fluff and spice. Pls

Alex,

I feel a connection between us. With every moment we spend together, I feel it getting stronger. And I can't hold what I feel for inside me anymore. It's getting harder to conceal my feelings for you, especially when our shoulders brush against each other or your hand accidently touches me.

What I feel for you burns hotter than any flame. It's not only love I'm feeling, it's also desire. I hunger for you. I ache for you. I want to feel your body against mine, and kiss you. I want to hear your breathless whispers as my hands feel your heated flesh. I want to give everything and all I am to you.

I want you to be mine this Valentine's Day. Say you will? 💝

-Kick ☠

[spiltspit]

Keeping it tactical ✔️

[yooo-lets-go]

Elias Walker father of the year

[capt-zjaybird]

strange pixel dude!!

[laughroditee]

Weird domestic shit the TF141 guys do that (playfully) irk you, as their partner:

🏷️ | Price:

Wears socks during sex.

Tightens all of the jars in the house too tightly so that you’ll have to ask him to open them for you. (Toxic chivalry.)

Enjoys giving you beard rash anywhere and everywhere he possibly can.

💀 | Ghost:

Kisses you immediately after eating onions.

Leaves the toothpaste tube strangled in the center with all the toothpaste bunched at the bottom.

You find bullets everywhere, including in the freezer.

🧼 | Soap:

All of his dirty laundry is placed directly on the floor, next to the laundry basket.

Cleans up his mohawk but then doesn’t clean up the fucking hair clippings out of the sink.

Always wants to cuddle you so bad when he’s sleeping that he will squash you and/or push you out of bed.

🧢 | Gaz:

Buys your favorite snacks… for a price. Or is it… “for Price?” You’re never sure.

Offers to make you grilled cheese but then burns it because he’s too busy flirting with you.

Insists on giving you mani-pedis, only they’re so very messy. You assure him that they look great.

[cloangi]

Fanart Idea - Need help though

COD Ghosts community

I have a question

So see this image right? (It's an actual cover image for a song called Sepukku or sum)

I know I want to draw Rorke in the middle, but I'm unsure as to who the two people with the guns should be. I'm stuck between the Walker Brothers, and Elias + Hesh

So I'm asking for yall's opinions as to what I should do cause I'm stuck af 🙏

[gunnrblze]

I feel like Kick would fuck with this kind of vibe

[toxooz]

i love a man who is the living embodiment of mnt Everest

[brokenpieces-72]

CoD Ghosts Cryptid Hunters

Cod Ghosts x reader

Summary: Odin did more than just devestate America, it caused a surge in monster and cryptid activity. Fortunately the Ghosts were trained in cryptozoology and hunting along with their normal military work. Life before this wasn't any less complicated, but now you weren't just fighting Federation troops but Federation monsters. You have your family though. They'll always come back to you, you'll always protect them and that's all you need... right?

Loched In

Howl-y

Whyvern You Leaving

Radio Silence

[hffhifjou]

look at him 👁️👁️