#codghosts

[aceth3second]

I am vewy proud of my edit :)

Font: lemonmilk

App: capcut

Character and game: keegan p russ from call of duty ghosts

[nekomusumefrontalcortexplosion]

Cod Ghosts Screencaps

[0the-ghosts0]

This you?

I like your cut g, Sarge

...Where did you find this?

Uh.... Kid...

[1800simpcentral]

Blimey, O'Riley !

[nonchalant-abby]

walker bros pre-odin strike hcs bc im bored!

Hesh definitely played tennis and/or baseball in high school.

Logan played baseball in high school, but both Walkers played baseball when they were little (picturing little David and Logan playing 😭)

Hesh dated more people growing up, almost like he was more outgoing + outspoken in a way?

Logan definitely dated people, don’t get me wrong, but he is more reserved with it.

I feel like both Walker brothers must’ve surfed a lot given the fact that they live in San Diego.

Both Hesh and Logan had jeeps.

I feel like they both had friends, but Hesh seems like he’d be more popular in a way, like more appealing to people? Logan had friends but not as much as Hesh, yk?

They 100% had a neighborhood friend group

Lastly, they were WEALTHY (look at the size of the house and it’s in San Diego??)

[loganwalkerz]

I will never forgive the way the cod fandom treated Call Of Duty Ghosts because yall are the reason I've gotta sit wondering what happened to Logan Walker after the endin

We ain't ever getting part 2 to that amazing master piece 😭

[gunnrblze]

City Dweller, pt. 2

☽ Hesh x Reader, 1600k words, SFW

The drabble inspiration for this fic, part 1

Hello all, here’s part two of roommate life with our green eyed cutie :)

Waking up to a tender ache in your triceps and shoulders from moving boxes all day yesterday, was not your favorite thing about your first morning in this new apartment.

The eye bags under your eyes from not sleeping much through the night, wasn’t either.

And the dozens of boxes and bags piled around your bedroom was definitely on the bottom of the list.

What did peak your interest, was the slight whine you heard outside your door at such an early hour. Padding across the cool tile until you turned the door knob, you looked out into the hallway at eye level. But the culprit was at your feet.

Riley wagged his tail furiously when he spotted your form, head tilted and tongue hanging half out, staring up at you with his dark eyes.

An eyebrow raised, and you kneeled down to stare back at him, petting the smooth fur on the top of his head. He responded like he’d just won the puppy lottery, immediately coming closer, tail wagging and trying to nuzzle up to you. You couldn’t help but smile, petting down his back. The dull ache in your upper body stung, but he was too cute to pass up. You figured he should get to know you too, at least, as his new roommate.

His owner made himself even more known, though. A deep, nearly booming “Riley” called out from down the hall and around the corner, followed by footsteps. Maybe his commanding voice sent a shiver down your spine, maybe it didn’t.

Glancing up and then down the length of the hallway, you spotted Hesh standing at the end. Arms crossed as he spotted you kneeled down in your doorway, his dogs head practically atop your shoulder as you scratched behind his ears.

A smile crested his lips before he neutralized it, walking down the hall to gather Riley by the collar after another call of the dogs name didn’t seem to make him detach from you.

“Sorry he bothered you so early, he’s not used to having anyone else here” He’d apologize, pulling the canine off you gently before you stand back up.

Explaining that you didn’t mind only seemed to make it harder for him to hide that faint smile on his face, trying to maintain the apologetic attitude. Riley let out his own little whine as if demanding to be payed attention to again, and you were grateful for it. Reaching down a bit to pet him again so you could take your eyes off Hesh in his army getup.

That was a view you thought you could get used to. Camo covering his long legs, wrapped so deliciously around the man’s thighs that you made a point not to stare. T-shirt tight around the bulging muscles in his upper arms, it felt like an act of Christ to avert your eyes. Roommate, he’s your roommate, you fool. That internal reprimand didn’t help much, though.

“Once he gets used to you, he’ll be less of a nuisance, promise…” he still attempted to explain, but you couldn’t mind any of it. Not his cute dog, not his cute face. You were still so sleepy, lost in the little moment as you scratched Riley’s head.

You waved him off before you stood back up at full length, not missing the way his own eyes raked over your pjs and then proceeded to grin almost imperceptibly, nearly hidden by his thick beard. You gave him a tired smile, voicing again that Riley was no trouble, before meeting his eyes once more.

Time stood still for a moment, neither of you sure how to proceed. He gave a nod, and looked at the floor for a moment, still holding Riley’s collar loosely in his hand. He broke the silence first, wishing you a good morning, before shuffling back down the hall.

You definitely did not look at his ass before you shut your bedroom door again, flopping back into bed as the sun came up.

. . ・ 。 . ・ ゜ ✭ ・ ☽ ・ ✫ ・ ゜ ・ 。 . .

Your day was spent flitting around your room, unpacking the gargantuan amount of boxes that were piled up. The vision of all your clothing dumped onto your bed was a monsoon of stress, begging to be sorted, folded, hung up.

You took a break around noon, deciding to get a better look at the finer details of the apartment. Maybe you should’ve done that before signing the lease, but hey, you had to take this opportunity before it was ripped out from under you. Had to take him, maybe. No, you thought. Bad girl.

Your fingers trailed along the countertop island as you rounded into the kitchen area, taking better note of all the things he had stored in the drawers and cabinets.

Maybe it was silly to try and derive personality from someone based on the silverware they chose to buy, but you tried it anyways.

You had to take a second look at everything. The table and chairs he had, you, had���the items he chose to leave out on the counter instead of storing away, what kind of food he tends to buy…

The lack of junk food almost made you roll your eyes. You loved a good veggie platter as much as the next person, but you’d have to buy some Doritos if you were living with this guy for the foreseeable future.

You strolled around the living room, noting the lack of decor and, well…general sense of lived in-ness. You could definitely fix that. A rug, some art, maybe some plants.

Would he mind if you spruced the place up? Surely not, considering you live here now too. But would it be odd if he came home one day and you’d transformed an entire space of the apartment? Would he even like your taste in-

You had to knock the thoughts out before they could blossom too much. Not wanting to spiral yourself into an anxious mess over whether or not your totally cool and laid back roommate would mind if you put a throw pillow on the couch.

So you perused the rest of the apartment with the curiosity of a 7 year old. Why you cared so much about the stuff the man kept under the bathroom sink and the way he appeared to do his laundry, was a mystery. You chalked in up to getting to know the green eyed man. Getting to know the space you now live in.

And when you walked down the hallway and stopped at his bedroom door, you were already trying to mentally justify snooping through his bedroom.

No way could you do that, pry through his space like that. You hardly know the guy, and you definitely can’t just invade his privacy like that. But maybe just a tiny peek wouldn’t hurt, you attempted to justify.

Which is how you found your hand turning the knob and pushing his bedroom door open. Just enough, a crack in the door, so you could get a better look at what he flashed you a peek of last week.

Flicking the light switch on, your eyes roved over the sparsely decorated area. A bed on the wall to your right. A dresser on the far opposite side of the room, next to a desktop setup and monitor. You were still wondering what games he played on that thing, itching to cross the room and rifle through the dvd cases stacked up on the desk. You swore you could see Animal Crossing on one of them but that felt like your imagination, probably.

Your eyes flicked over to the closet door, dying to know what he wears aside from his uniforms. Just t shirts and jeans maybe? Oh god, does he wear those tight pants that-

You felt guiltier the longer you stood there, head popped into the cracked open doorway, so you abandoned your thought to take stock of how goddamned neat the bed was again. You thought maybe it was a fluke when you’d seen it last week. That he knew you’d be touring the place, so he did it up all proper. But you’d be damned if he didn’t have a made bed that would have a hotel housekeeper jealous.

He seemed to favor greens and greys, and it made sense when you looked at the rest of the apartment. It was, all in all, a bit bland. But somehow charming, you figured. The tall soldier wasn’t home too often, as he’d explained, so why would he have the place spruced up like The Ritz?

You didn’t debate it too much more, at least not with your prying eyes roaming over the shoes next to his nightstand and Riley’s bed in the corner. Was that a fucking baby blanket for the dog-

You shut his door back, abandoning your searches and returning to your own bedroom to keep unpacking.

. . ・ 。 . ・ ゜ ✭ ・ ☽ ・ ✫ ・ ゜ ・ 。 . .

A half unpacked room was decent work for one day, you’d decided before slumping down onto the living room couch. Limbs like jelly atop the cushions, slumped so far back into the plush grey fabric you hoped you’d be swallowed up whole.

You watched a show on the tv for background noise while you instead just scrolled on your phone, pouting when you remembered your Netflix subscription was about to end. No way am i paying 13 dollars a month just to watch Dexter, you reasoned.

You’d eventually decided you needed dinner, so you ordered takeout because it felt wrong to use up Hesh’s food, although he told you to go ahead and use anything you needed.

Later that night, you tossed and turned per usual, freaking out only momentarily when you heard the front door opening and two sets of feet, or paws rather, coming through the apartment.

You weren’t sure how long it’d take to get used to living with a brand new roommate, especially one that seemed to charm your socks off so easily that it was almost eerie. But when you heard Hesh’s chuckle sound down the hallway for whatever reason, all light and warm, you decided it probably wouldn’t take too long.

You should really be more careful next time you snoop, and actually turn the man’s bedroom light back off…

[quoxal]

Don't just stand there, help this poor man out.

Ahh it continues!! Here is Keegan in a... Situation. Maybe he just needs your help to escape these annoying ropes 😏

[szmxsm]

【COD Ghost】Keegan P. Russ【Commission】

『Your mystery box.』 First time to draw army uniform, thanks for the lovely customer giving me a chance to draw Keegan! Commission open, DM me if you need to draw anything! —— 第一次畫軍裝，感謝委託人給我這次機會畫帥氣的Keegan! 委託開放中，有需要可以直接私訊詢問詳情哦！ —— 60 seconds speedpainting:

[ledeumaen]

[alidravana]

Fandom: Call of Duty - Ghosts

Ship: Hesh/Kick

Length/Rating: ~1.2K, Teen

Tags: Song: Sweater Weather (The Neighbourhood), Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Dissociation, Cold, Day At The Beach, Sweaters, Huddling For Warmth, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Grief/Mourning

Summary:

A return trip to the Santa Monica pier doesn't go exactly as planned.

My entry for Day 1 for @flufftober: "I've got you" and inspired by Song Fic September! Part of the 'Leave a Light On' canon divergence AU.

Please enjoy reading (here on A03)!

[snnrt]

Ghost x Oc The lion's key but with love ❤️‍🔥

[nekomusumefrontalcortexplosion]

David "Hesh" Walker

Had to lower the quality and delete about 50+ frames just to post this 😤

[0the-ghosts0]

Keegan again :3

[bedoyabean]

There’s always that one friend w/ his 💩 wifi 😭

[nonchalant-abby]

OKAY, picture this:

an au where all of the Ghost boys have a kid, and their kids go on to take their parents places in the Ghosts team (kinda like Hesh and Logan but not so miserable?)

Possibly including Hesh and Logan??