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[luboy7rt]

How I think COD GHOSTS Characters Would Sleep/Sleep next to you (GN - Teammate!Reader)

Note: This is like awkward coworker things. As if being forced to share a bed, not really romantic or anything, so it's platonic but could be for anyone. Just my thoughts on how these characters would react/act to this type of situation.

(Feel free to drop your own ideas in the comments/reblogs, No pressure though!)

Includes; Elias Walker, David ‘Hesh’ Walker, Logan Walker, Keegan P. Russ, Thomas A. Merrick, Kick and Riley

Elias Walker:

- He does an awkward little ‘I'm just gonna scootch in right here’ murmur as he lays down on one side of the bed. A pillow between you two as he crosses his arms over his chest to sleep.

- He's dead asleep before you even touch your pillow, and he snores… loudly. Like loud. And he can sleep in any position. His time in the military trained him for anything. Even if you take up most of the bed, he can hang his legs half off it and still stay asleep.

- He ends up sleeping with a pillow over his eyes, his arm would keep it in place, it lowkey looks like he suffocated himself, but nah, he's fine. Somehow, he just sleeps like that just to ‘block everything out’ for no specific reason. (But hey it blocks out his snores half the time)

- Elias doesn't really shift or move once he's asleep, he just stays very still, you might assume he's dead every time You wake up through the night.

- Elias is the ‘right’ temperature during the night, he's always very warm, not too cold or not too hot. If you're cold, he's willing to simply offer you all the blankets, or if you're hot he wouldn't mind taking the blankets for himself.

- Elias tries to be mindful of what you want or need, you could just wake him up if you need to, just let him know if you need something. Like you want a cup of water? He would get up out of bed to go get you one.

David ‘Hesh’ Walker:

- Surprisingly, Hesh doesn't snore, but he does like grunt or groan when he sleeps whenever he shifts over or when Riley hops onto him/the bed to sleep with you both.

- He isn't very awkward if you two know each other ‘well enough’ but if you two don't? He's as stiff as a board, glancing at you every few minutes as if to ensure that this was okay, are you comfortable? He's not comfortable.

- Hesh puts a pillow between the two of you at the beginning of the night, but half way through he ends up holding that pillow, cuddling up to it just to have something to hold. 

- He spawls out when he sleeps, unlike Elias he shifts around alot, moving his body when he's too hot, to find the colder areas of the bed. Hesh is like a human-heater while asleep and you being in the bed next to him doesn't help.

- If you need something he will begrudgingly go get it for you, he would grumble or be sassy about it though. Only for your first ask, if he gets in bed and you ask him for another thing? He's not getting up till morning unless it's important.

Logan Walker: 

- He snores, despite being deadly silent throughout the whole day, he snores like his father. Very loud, Like put him and Riley in a room together overnight and Hesh would refuse to sleep near them.

- Logan would just opt to stay awake, silently staring at the ceiling as you sleep next to him. He reflecting his life, like he does every night. His hands grasped together on his lower stomach as he doesn't even move. 

- You might get curious and glance up because you don't even hear or see him breath, get jumpscared by his eyes being wide open as he ‘reflects’ or he also just sleeps with his eyes open somehow. Like half open, his eyes don't even fully close as he got into a ‘habit’ when he was young. (It scared the shit out of Elias and Hesh constantly when he was young, Elias would always just..  close his eyes at night, so he didn't have to see it or put a sleep mask on him)

- Logan isn't aware of this habit either, you try and smack him awake, and he wakes up but confused thinking you just smacked him for no reason, even if you try and explain it to him, he just waves it off.

- Logan’s freezing during the night, he ends up accidentally stealing the blanket a handful of times from you. You may need to yank it back over yourself or he just wouldn't notice your silent suffering or your annoyance.

- Logan isn't a fan of getting woken up, he would give you a side eye as he grunts if you ask for something.. unless it's very needed, he won't be moving. Claims his legs asleep just for him to forget about your request and fall back asleep.

Keegan P. Russ: 

- He's an asshole, puts his cold feet over you, never in a pattern, but just does it, even wakes you up with just putting his feet on you.

- He can sleep anywhere, Any position, any time. Give him five minutes and he'll be dead asleep.

- Suffers from nightmares, so he might scare you awake randomly through the night when he shoots up from his sleep and accidentally almost shoves you off the bed.

- Keegan is freezing, and he knows it. Randomly places his hand on your arm or his legs over yours if you two know each other very well, he's simply smug and likes messing with you.

- If you two don't know each other he's silently there. Won't interact with you, won't touch you, won't go near you, there is two pillows between you both as if you even shift he's staring at you. He would stay awake the whole night, not trusting sleeping next to someone he doesn't know very well.

- If you do ask him for something throughout the night he tells you to “screw yourself” or a flat out “No.” before going to go get whatever you ask for within five minutes. He won't get up twice though, so if you need a handful of things just ask while he's up because he will ignore you if you ask for something else after he lays down again.

Thomas A. Merrick:

- It isn't that bad at all, Merrick's pretty respectful, makes it comfortable for you both. He'll ask if you are comfortable when you sleep side by side. If you're not? He's willing to put a pillow between you, or he might just end up sleeping on a chair if you don't want to sleep next to him.

- He will scrunch up his body uncomfortably if you ask him to sit in the chair. Merrick can somehow sleep like that, but will wake up with back pains.

- Sleeping in bed next to each other isn't even awkward, it's just the silence that is heavy, he makes sure not to touch you, or bother you. But he does snore in his sleep, and it's never continuous snoring. No it's random loud snores or snorts while he's asleep, it's like a jumpscare how random it is.

- He apologizes if you wake him up to tell him off, and does indeed sleep elsewhere if you want him to. Merrick does care about your sleep, you both being teammates, he needs you in your best conditions and if he is ruining your sleep accidentally, he's willing to sleep elsewhere.

- Merrick is nice and warm when he sleeps, he wouldn't really mind if you cuddle up to him if you two know each other well enough. He will simply put his arm under your head and hold you close. 

- If you ask him to get up from the bed to get you something, he would grumble about it under his breath but get up to go get it for you, you can do this a maximum of three times throughout the while night before he gets too agitated with you and gives you a order to just go to fucking bed.

Kick:

- Kick is.. well a difficult sleeper, he could either have great nights of sleep, or he'll continuously wake up every few hours. In turn? He wakes you up every few hours as well, he shifts, turns, throws a leg over you (you can throw it back over him or shove him off the bed, he will end up staying on the floor till the next time he wakes up through the night.).

- He also makes random noises? Like completely random, he's somehow really good at impressions while dead asleep, boots against the floor? No it's just Kick sleep talking..? conversations while he's dead asleep? It keeps you on edge the whole night, not knowing what is Kick… or what could possibly be an intruder.

- You two end up kicking eachothers feet all night long, Kick doing it too well.. kick you, randomly just attacking your feet with his own, and in retaliation you kick him back, this goes on all night. Neither of you get sleep.

- He ends up asking to hold hands with a smug look, just for his own amusement, he's trying to make this night difficult for you so he can laugh later. 

If you accept? Great, his interlocking your hands with a smug look on his face, ends up doing a death grip on your hand and he commits to the bit, he stays like that all night, even if it gets sweaty.. You'll have to fight him to get him to let go.

If You give him a side eye, tell him to shut up and get some rest, he'll be dramatic. Monologues out loud about his ‘disappointment’, makes it a point to call Keegan (if he could, Keegan might hangup or just listen to make fun of Kick next time they're on a mission together) and complain to him loudly for you to hear.

- Kick is a cool guy, not to hot or not to cold, he doesn't mind cuddling at all, he will put up a fight if you attempt to take all the blankets, if he gets none he will cuddle up to your cocooned form (if you are comfortable with that) 

- If you ask him to get up to get you something he just laughs at you and tells you hell no. Unless it's important, he's not moving from this bed until morning.

- It's actually not that awkward sharing a bed with Kick, his constant teasing, jokes and idiotic actions make it seem more like a friendly sleepover rather than awkward co-worker forced to share a bed.

Riley: 

- Riley decides to sleep in your room instead of Hesh's (after Hesh annoyed the poor dog by promising Riley to go on a walk, then forgetting due to getting back from a rough mission.) Riley ends up plopping head first into your pillow, carrying one of Logan's shirt in his mouth deciding it was his comfort item of the night.

- Riley just puts a good chunk of his weight onto you, plops his butt right to sit on you while you're asleep to attempt to wake you up. Like he will just sit like that and side eye you until you wake up and acknowledge his grand presence. 

- if you don't pet him or lay him down next to you, he gets in your personal space, like creepily stares into your closed eyes, standing over you with Logan's damn sweatshirt smacking your face until you get up or groan.. or pull Riley down to lay next to you or on you.

- Riley's tail wags when you finally wake up or acknowledge him, laying over you as you give him attention. 

- Riley does indeed quiet down after he gets what he wants, but he sprawls In his sleep.. despite being a dog, he takes up most of the bed. (It's why Hesh gets grumbley when Riley decides to take over his bed, because neither Hesh, Logan or Riley are winning whenever they share a room, as Riley makes sure to take over any bed space he could see). 

- Riley also snores, no one is sure if he's just mimicking Elias or Logan or if he really just snores really loud. Riley does indeed sometimes loudly snores when napping, you'll hear it from another room.

(Random Note; Lowkey. I want more COD GHOSTS content. more lore on Torch, Neptune, and Grim. Hell even Kick, Ajax and the OG members, Like old Task Force Stalker missions, would be so epic to know about)

[mrshesh]

hi! do you have any general hcs for the cod:ghosts boys?

general headcanons - call of duty: ghost's

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. 

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

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

⇢ ˗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.] ❞

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.

[pear1escence]

Hello! I read your “being keegan’s girlfriend would entail…” and was wondering if you could do one for David/Hesh Walker? My manz doesn’t get enough love

If not that’s totally okay! Thanks for reading!

Being Keegan’s girlfriend would entail…

Being David Walker’s girlfriend would entail…

David ‘Hesh’ Walker x fem!Reader (that’s my last name too actually wink wink)

Explicit - 18+

⭒ He’s got a lot of room in his heart for tenderness.

⭒ The pain he feels from having lost his father hasn’t gone away, but it doesn’t plague him like it used to. (Listen, we’ve got Logan safe and sound in this universe our man doesn’t need any more problems)

⭒ What he needs from a lover is patience. The violence he’s experienced, it’s made him rougher around the edges. (Tougher? Rougher? Pls help) He just needs a lil time to soften up to you, I think Hesh would be the sweetest man f’you, such a loving and considerate boyfriend.

⭒ Hesh cherishes the intimate, sweet moments of a relationship. Holding you in his arms in the early hours of the morning, listening to your little puffs of breath, the calmness in your face as you sleep.

⭒ He’s so gentle with you. If it’s his thumb stroking over your cheek in soothing motions, or the palm of his hand running along the soft skin of your back. Treats you so well.

⭒ Chemtrails over the Country Clubs by Lana Del Rey reminds me of him. ‘Tulsa Jesus Freak’ and ‘Let Me Love You Like A Woman’ are Hesh songs to me. Very domestic and intimate.

⭒ I think of him as a socially confident person, a man who carries himself with confidence, falls into conversation easily. He’s charming he’s got rizz basically, you don’t have to search for long to find the reasons you fell for him.

⭒ I mean…pretty green eyes, tall, arms like his? I’d eat him up.

⭒ He’d date someone shy, I think. I think he’d find your shyness endearing, amusing even.

⭒ He loves taking you out for dinner, partly because he loves the sight of you all dressed up for him. He strikes me as someone with he a classic taste, likes romantic makeup styles, dresses that hug your curves and lacy lingerie.

⭒ His softness carries over into the bedroom, of course. I can’t imagine him being degrading or enjoying anything too rough, honestly. He can’t resist teasing you a bit though, a little meanness is all fun. He likes you submissive though, and he can be stern sometimes. Who’s complaining anyways let’s be honest with ourselves😓

⭒ He’s gonna be groping you mercilessly. Loves soft thighs, a nice pair of tiddies, anything soft. He’s big on foreplay, loves to finger you while praising you. Luvs to praise.

⭒ He WILL suck on your nipples. Probably groaning about how much he loves your body while doing so.

⭒ Wouldn’t actually choke you, but he’ll wrap a hand around your neck nd apply pressure gently, he likes seeing his hand ‘round your neck + you find it grounding, even comforting.

⭒ Makes you look him in the eyes while his hand is in your panties, “Does that feel good, baby? Yeah?” Nd you best believe he’s stopping if he doesn’t get an answer.

⭒ Very into eye contact while he’s fucking you. Again with the “You like that, pretty girl?” While gripping your jaw nd making you look at him, groaning out a “Good girl” once you answer him.

⭒ This just turned into sex headcannons bruh😞

⭒ Loves blowjobs. Also lowkey wants you to lick/suck on his balls but he’s a bit embarrassed to ask, you’ll figure out he enjoys it from his reactions anyways. Also pretty hairy, but not as much of a bear man as Keegan is.

⭒ He sends you pics of him in his combat uniform while he’s out on deployment. He’ll certainly appreciate pics of you in return, a mirror selfie of you in some nice lingerie would drive him crazy. Loves a nice photo of you in his boxers too.

⭒ I think he’d be very shy about reciprocating those kinds of images, but he’d send you over some mildly suggestive ones. He’d be very confused if you ask for a nut vid. (That sounds so fucking dumb, nut vid??)

Me?? Writing for someone other that Keegan??? No but this was fun, I’ve been wanting to write for Hesh for a while. Hope you enjoyed!! I think this is my first request ever tihi

[forsworned]

Hesh is such a soft dom, like he just wants to please you and have you writhing under him while he kisses your neck, so he can hear you moan his name. He literally loves intertwining your fingers together when he's fucking you missionary and he never ever finishes before you unless you're absolutely begging him to. Like you have to legit, plead with this man and lowkey he gets off on it but it's also the gentleman in him that deters him a bit. Eventually though he will, but mans cums soooo much because he is so damn fertile. His sperm count its literally over 200 million and that is a hill I will die on because he is a health freak!!! And by the end of it he's absolutely exhausted but he doesn't care because he is a soldier and if there's anything that he does it's getting the damn job done. AND BABY HE GETS IT DONEEE Because if you're not screaming out his name as your clawing your nails into his back he don wannnn ittttt and his aftercare fuuuuck it's so so so sweet, like he is barely able to keep his eyes open but he's helping you clean up, wiping up all the cum off your body before he takes care of himself and then he's making sure you feel good, calling you the love of his life and telling you how beautiful you are and is damn near crying about how lucky he is to have you, sleepy, eepy kisses all over your face as he wraps you in his arms and snuggles his face into the crook of your neck and then mans is konked tf out

[sleepyelliee]

david, "hesh" walker headcanons.

౨ৎ SUMMARY... random hc's jumbled up together.

౨ৎ CAUTION...indication of violence mentioned, just general hc's, loosely proofread, no 'y/n', lmk if I missed anything.

౨ৎ A/N...heavily inspired by @cherie-doll & @gunnrblze ! you should definitely check these authors out <3. their work is literally top tier and I preach that <3.

OVERPROTECTIVE... he is overprotective with his loved ones, including you. every mission you notice him giving you a quick glance every minute or so to ensure that you're safe, despite you constantly reminding him you can handle yourself fine.

LOYAL... Hesh isn't naive and he doesn't trust people who he just met, it will take time and patience for him to start trusting you and eventually he is as loyal as a damn dog once he views you as trustworthy.

LOVE LANGUAGE... He does small tasks for you to show how much he appreciates you, he will make your coffee on early mornings before missions, makes sure that you have throwing knifes or a gun on you at all times, just little acts of kindness to brighten up your day.

sorry this is super short, just lmk if you want more hc's for hesh, thank you so much for reading! please do not copy my work and post it on another platform <3. MASTERLIST.

[lovefromlaura]

[gunnrblze]

hiiii!!!! I just wanted to say that I literally adore your obsessed hesh & logan series, I was wondering if you could write a some jealous hc's for the boys who started to notice that reader is slowly drifting away from them and they started to hang out with other soldiers? if not, I completely understand!!! have a good rest of your day, lovely <3

Thank you my dear!!🤍 I’m so sorry this took a million decades for me to get around to lol, but here ya go :) Obsessed AND jealous Hesh and Logan? Oh me oh my

CW: jealousy and obsession of course, toxic behavior, some more slight stalker-ish behavior, nothing intense or anything, ur on base with the both of them in these scenarios again.

Hesh- oh dear, a jealous Hesh is an irritable one I think. I imagine he could hide it well, he’s probably used to hiding jealousy (looking at you Elias family dynamic👀), but it eats him alive, really.

Seeing his precious friend//lover/obsession slowly distance themselves is like a knife to the gut, and he knows exactly how that feels. He’s a little more snarky, a little more hotheaded at times than usual, because what’s going on? Has he done something? Said something to upset you? His darling from above, what’s gotten into you?

He won’t interfere much on your end, but he’d do anything if you’d just come back, sweetheart. Sit with him during mealtimes again instead of with whatever mangy soldiers there are on base. Take walks with him again, clean your guns or do whatever it is that you’ve slowly started to do with others.

His jealously is obvious to those that know him well. Logan and Elias can tell what his deal is, and most of the other Ghosts can tell something’s up with him regardless, but only he can truly understand how consumed his thoughts are. Thankfully he’s busy a lot, but his down time thoughts are riddled with doubt and worry. Was it really all in his head? Do you not appreciate him as much as he you? Are you toying with him? No, you’re too precious to do such a wicked thing, right? He knows you’re too sweet to upset him on purpose. Do you know what jealousy does to a person? Surely you do.

So maybe it’s not you, he reasons. It’s those mutts you’ve been hanging out with more. He doesn’t like those soldiers, regardless of what they have or haven’t done. Because they’ve taken you from him, in his jealousy addled mind. He can’t see it any other way. If they’re his subordinates, he uses intimidation to mess with them, whether he really means to or not. If they’re his superiors, he’s cold, distanced. Only doing and saying the absolute necessity to avoid any repercussions.

He’s smart though, he can handle this even if it bothers him. He may start to take after Logan a bit and follow you around base a little, see exactly what it is you’re doing. He’ll ‘accidentally’ start running into you more, start needing more from you, for work related reasons, and that’s it. If you go on ops with him, you’re basically attached at the hip, only letting you part if necessary. And his voice will still flood your ear on comms, so how far away are you really? You may drift, but he’ll be the life raft that pulls you right back to shore. His jealousy is like an infected wound, sometimes it starts to heal whenever he gets you alone, gets you in his sights, get your attention on him. But when you ultimately keep straying, it flares and festers.

You may be distancing yourself, he may see you with others more than with himself. But no matter how far you you go, you could never get that far, sweetheart. He’s always gonna care for you.

You’re in his heart, whether you wanna be or not.

Logan- now this one I think would let his jealousy shine a bit more. He’s a little younger, not as emotionally developed as Hesh just yet. But like his brother, he gets cranky. You brightened up his days and now they’ve been clouded by some other idiots. So when he sees his darling starting to stray, he does ask.

Asks if you’re okay, at first. He hasn’t seen you around as much, where’ve you been? Are you alright? Did he upset you? It may be the most you’ve heard him talk at once. It doesn’t matter what you say or don’t say, it doesn’t feel like enough of an explanation for him because you still distance yourself. And your mere presence is what he used to thrive on.

His thoughts may take that even more juvenile approach, and he makes it personal whether it is or not. You must hate him now, huh? He must’ve done something to you, angel. Why else would you hang out with people who don’t even know your favorite snacks and drinks or if you prefer sleeping with or without socks? He knows you, do they?

And he goes a little up the wall. Hearing your voice, the smell of you that wafted in the air start to disappear more and more was like someone dangling a carrot in front of him. He was annoyed by you, a bit. He couldn’t stay mad at you, not you, god no. But his feelings were hurt, and he wasn’t too sure how to handle it.

He asked Hesh of course, who gave him an answer that didn’t lead you back to him, ultimately, therefore he didn’t take any of it to heart. He missed you, and watching you around base with other soldiers made his jealousy grow. It felt like vines wrapping around his ribcage, ready to crush them all inward and puncture his poor heart with the shards.

Logan’s approach though is to insert himself once more into your life, he’s not shy. Having lunch with other soldiers? Now you’re having lunch with him too, invite or not. Training? Now you’re training with him. Now you’re walking back to the barracks with him, on ops with him, with him with him with him. He can’t help it.

He’ll still follow you around base like a poor puppy too, and maybe you know he does and maybe you don’t. Perhaps it’s from a distance, the man is a silent giant after all.

You’d have to explicitly tell him to back off if you wanted him too. Until then? You’re still his favorite person, darling, he’s just being a friend.

Even if you’re starting to lack in that department. Don’t worry, he’ll maintain it enough for the both of you.

[bloodyquillink-blog]

White at Your Wedding, David “Hesh” Walker x gn!Reader

How David would react to someone wearing white and objecting to your wedding. (I had to make this separate because I lowkey just wanted to write a big blurb for David and just do headcanons for everyone else.)

NOTE: This is going to be formatted a little weird since it’s an out-of-the-blue idea. The first part (not-bulleted) is the storyline for each of the Ghosts that’ll be featured in the full HC list. The bullet list underneath is specifically for David, as you’ll see.

Full Ghosts HC Link: here

CW: Shitty people, harassment, fuckin Kevin, Reader is called “sweetcheeks” by that asshole Kevin

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.

David took slow deep breaths. Lord, how he wanted to kiss you already. He had almost tuned out the officiant, until you squeezed his hand. You both smiled at each other, trying not to laugh.

The officiant continued, “If anyone objects to the marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace.”

A dramatic yell rang out, “I OBJECT!” followed by gasps and murmurs.

David already recognized the voice, he quietly sighed and closed his eyes to gather himself before looking at the guy.

It was another soldier who he’d had issues with since first joining the military. His name was Kevin, who wore a simple white shirt and pants that weren’t even a matching white. It was like looking at beige and some kind of snow white? Since David and you had gotten together, Kevin had made all sorts of comments.

“I could be a better boyfriend than him.” “I don’t get why he’s still dating you.” And the like, occasionally dipping into borderline harassment. 

Kevin said your name and kept blabbering, “C’mon, sweetcheeks. You know you’d rather have someone who can actually satisfy-”, he didn’t finish speaking. Couldn’t actually.

David had come up with a small signal, inspired by the ones he and Logan shared, in case something happened. The first people to act would be Merrick and Keegan, they’d actually volunteered knowing that if Elias or Logan had to keep someone out, they’d miss their family getting married. 

Merrick walked around and grabbed Kevin’s arms, forcing them behind his back. Keegan then picked up his legs and they walked in tandem while Kevin fussed, claiming he was just joking. (Sure thing, fucker.)

As they left through the doors the guests had come through, Ajax and Kick watched while Elias calmed down the now extra excited crowd. 

They decided to wait until the duo returned, suits mildly scuffed and knuckles slightly reddened, but the crowd wouldn’t notice and neither would you.

The officiant continued, you and David said your vows with tears and laughs. Finally came time for the rings and the kiss. The crowd cheered, David’s friends punched him (lovingly) and your day continued, as it was supposed to.

Thank you for reading and be sure to check out the full HC list when it’s done <3

[maymaylyn]

Horny tweets/ quotes for the ghost boys

These are my opinion's, you don't got to like ‘em… just a little horny this morning. Obviously nsfw, take them however you see fit.

Hesh-

Logan-

Keegan-

Ajax-

Kick-

Merrick-

Elias-

Rorke-

[luboy7rt]

How I think Call Of Duty Ghosts Show They Care/Love You (GN - Headcanons)

Note: (There are many different ways that people express love, these are just some ways I believe these characters would express the fact they would care for you)(Includes: Elias Walker, David ‘Hesh’ Walker, Logan Walker, Keegan P. Russ, Thomas A. Merrick, Kick and Riley) (Feel free to drop your own ideas in the comments/reblogs, Let me know if you think this fits them) (These are platonic but can be viewed as romantic?)

Elias Walker: 

- Elias loves in a quiet way, he likes placing his hand on people he deeply cares for, your shoulder, forearm, head, back, etc.

- Making eye contact is alot for him, as he does the same with his sons when he needs to just check on you or them, or even his teammates. Just a glance or long eye contact to ensure everyone is alright is a habit he has. Even if it's a quick glance, he just likes checking over to ensure you are alright.

- He gives shoulder pats, head pats or back pats when moving past you or whenever he just finished talking to you and moves to end the conversation. Like a sorta ‘alright, you're done’.

- If he thinks you need to hear words of encouragement or praise, he will offer it. He's very amazing with words, and knows exactly what to say. He tries his best to communicate even if he thinks he's doing a shitty job at it, it usually comes across good.

- Likes doing small acts, taking you out for snacks randomly, taking you out for walks or for car rides. He tries very hard to attempt to make time for you despite being pretty busy.

- He doesn't mind touch, he's alright with hugs (if you don't know each other well, It will be as awkward and stiff as Logan's hugs) but if you do know each other well it will be comfortable and relaxing. He's willing to hug you as long as you want.

David 'Hesh' Walker: 

- He's very physical, head pats, shoulder pats, back pats anything, especially while walking past or over to you.

- He does small acts quite often, you need to do something you don't really want to do, he got it. You look exhausted? He lets you sleep in and does whatever tasks he deems will make you happy when you wake up.

- He likes to take you along on random tasks, like taking Riley for a walk, or just sitting outside with you while playing fetch with Riley. He likes sitting and just talking with you for a while.

- He's very understanding, if you just need to talk, he's there. Listening to every word, he understands you, even if you don't speak a word. He just had an understanding of most people he's close to.

- He's very good at communicating, able to tell you how he feels, (maybe he would chat it over with Elias or Logan, just to get his thoughts straight and be able to fully think over what he wants to say). You would be able to chat just about anything with him, he does indeed love being relied on, as he has been relied on all his life and he isn't sure how to feel when people don't rely on him.

Logan Walker: 

- Logan likes bringing gifts or small trinkets to people he cares for. Random stuff he picks up while on his missions to just spotting something in a shop and if he thought you would like it? He'd buy it.

- He just likes people watching as well, like people assume he's just zoned out but no, he's just people watching those he cares for. It's a bit intimidating with the way he stares  (accidentally glares) at you while making sure no one was messing with you.

- He likes making sure you can protect yourself if needed, either making you spar him (if you could) or just punch into his hands to show you how to effectively knock someone out. You knock out one of the guys accidentally? He just gives a thumbs up with a smile.

- I doubt he's a fan of public PDA, but if you two are together and someone else is talking, he might rest his forearm or elbow on your shoulder or head.

- He just brings you the most random shit sometimes, could be one of Hesh's pencils (this habit annoys Hesh like crazy, as he just always finds the supplies he needs gone.) And you always somehow have it as Logan just keeps taking from Hesh, and keeps giving it to you. This is an endless cycle of ‘who's even is that’ between you three, as somehow just all your stuff gets mixed up, no one knows who's is whos anymore. (Even Riley sometimes just messes up Hesh’s stuff and lays it by your or Logan’s beds, Logan always gets blamed though, neither the dog or Logan can defend themselves) 

Keegan P. Russ: 

- Keegan Is a bit rough with how he shows he cares for others, he speaks up for you despite usually being quite quiet. He'll make snide comments at anyone to try and make you laugh.

- Keegan calls you idiot or stupid affectionately as he finds it amusing if you are ‘offended’ or not. He doesn't actually mean it unless you do indeed do something stupid in front of him.

-If he notices you are cold, he'll toss his jacket over you, (your lap/shoulders) but that's the best you're getting from him.

- He's not into public PDA, might shove you off if you get too touchy but in private he's more willing to get close and personal, his chin would rest on your shoulder or head willingly Rest his eyes for a moment to just allow his body to relax and unstiffen from his usual on guard body.

- He's willing to put in work, you need something fixed? Keegan knows how to fix it (if not he'll learn).

- He's not really phased by much, it's hard to tell if he likes or dislikes something, but usually if you both are close he'll put up with it most of the time, Keegan silently does this to show he does care.

- He likes quality time, it would usually just be sitting in the same room, both of you doing your own things or just sitting or standing next to each other without talking.

Thomas A. Merrick: 

- Merrick is a bit of a mixed bag with how he shows he cares for you, reassurance is a big thing for him even if his words comes off a bit blunt if he tries to tell you.

- If it's physical touch? He's a bit more relaxed with it, if you are upset and want no one to see, he would wrap his arm around your shoulder firmly, and pull you into his side to allow you ‘hide’ against him, to ensure no prying eyes could see you as he would rub your back.

- Merrick is indeed a bit ‘clingy’, unconsciously liking to stay close to you but no one really voices it as he does it with anyone he is close to, his arm thrown over you shoulders or back, or his hand on your shoulder forearm. It basically could be just casual touch just about anywhere.

- He does like quiet moment as well, humming under his breath while you relax in the room he is a bit softer when no one else is about. He keeps things within work-mode and casually himself. He hums quite a bit when he is able to, usually you are the only one to hear him hum or sing a song under his breath when making breakfast in the mornings. He's far more relaxed out of work, not as aggressive so he's a sweetheart whenever around you.

- He does/says the most poetic stuff by accident, like sometimes he just says stuff that is very unique, compliments are usually like that. Compliments are a big thing for him, he enjoys making you happy, that's all that matters to him, if you're smiling, he's smiling.

Kick: 

- He likes spending quality time with you, talking about your interests, and his interests, telling jokes, or being snarky.

- Kick likes chatting about technology, codes, and anything he has a vast amount of knowledge in. If you also know about it? Even better. If you don't? Don't worry; you'll learn within a few hours just by him talking/rambling on.

- He likes telling you random absurd facts, like you see an animal and he just tells you the worst, idiotic thing about that animal. Oh, you see a specific car? You now know why it came to be, and any absurd fact from the people/person who invented it.

- He just loves teasing or messing with you, the most absurd ‘pranks’, moving your stuff around your room while you're away by one inch type stuff or putting a whoopee cushion under your mattress just to annoy you for a split moment. He finds this type of stuff hilarious even if he isn't around to see your reaction, just thinking about it makes him cackle.

Riley: (Yes, the dog) 

- If You are a part of Task Force Stalker/Team Ghosts, he protects you when you are near him, Logan or Hesh, ensuring to keep his favorite people near him, or in his sights. If a Federation soldier attempts to attack you from behind? Don't worry, your trusted dog will tackle the guy and ensure you are safe.

- Even if you aren't, he's willing to be a cuddle buddy and protect you and the house if Hesh tells him to.

- Fetch, Riley enjoys bringing you a ball randomly, getting you to throw it or put it in a throw machine for him. He can play for hours, but usually only plays around with people he genuinely likes. If he doesn't like someone he just sits there and stares at them like they are stupid until Hesh calls him. - Riley lays on his back in front of you, expecting pets, even if you are allergic you are not getting away from giving him attention. If You try and avoid him, the dog gives you the biggest side eye…

[mrshesh]

"a...worm?" - call of duty: ghosts x reader

overview: cod:ghosts men reacting to you asking if they'd still love you if you were a worm

pairing: call of duty: ghosts men x gender neutral reader, romantic

genre: fluff

a/n: this was requested by @simpforhotmaskedmen! thank you for requesting this, babe! and thank you for wanting me to include kick - i love that man a bit too much. i had a blast writing this. i will always love these worm requests.

x keegan russ

His eyes widen immediately. He isn’t confused - he’s merely amused at your ability to keep thinking of stupid scenarios. 

He secretly finds it adorable. It just adds to your charm. 

“Babe… what?” 

“Would you still love me if I was a worm? It’s an easy question.” 

“I mean, yeah.” He quickly says. He doesn’t put much thought into your fantasy life as a worm. All he knows is that he loves you regardless of what you are. 

He would have a hard time in the beginning. He would find it freaky that you, his partner, are in a worm’s body. 

But eventually, he’d adjust. He would keep you in his pocket, checking up on you constantly. “Are you hungry?” “Do you need anything?” “Are you hurt?” are only some of the questions he’d ask you daily. Would he receive an answer? No. Would he keep asking them? Absolutely. 

“You need medication, babe.” 

x kick

Kick’s initial reaction is just: “What? 😀”

“How do you even come up with these questions?” He would mostly just be confused. 

“Would you, though?” “Yes, of course.” 

Despite his bewilderment, he would realistically take superb care of you. 

He would let you slither in his hands like a snake constantly. He would want to keep his eye on you to ensure your safety, but he would encourage you to be independent. 

He would teach you how to survive individually in life-or-death situations - to further ensure your health. (He would research worm’s way of life for you 🙁💗.)

He would even go as far as to keep a leaf with him at all times in case you got hungry. 

“How would I kiss you?” “On the tip of the body?” “I wouldn’t know if that’s your face or ass, though.” 

x logan walker

A blank stare is all you get initially. Logan soon gives you a small smile, though. He thinks your question is cute as hell.

“Yes.” He’s as blunt and honest as always. He would love you a lot, even if you were a worm. 

However, he would not know what to do.

He would not know how to take care of you. Sure, he’s smart, but he’s not a worm expert. 

He would find himself locking you in his room before his missions, only to return to the room with leaves and dirt in hand because he would forget that you need to eat while he’s gone. 

His knowledge would eventually evolve enough for him to keep you in a big dirt-filled container. 

Logan has always been a quiet man. He doesn’t talk unless he needs to. But if you turned into a worm, he would go out of his way more often to remind you that he loves you. 

I can see him petting you gently before he goes to sleep. ☹️

x david "hesh" walker

David has no shame in laughing at your question. A worm? Seriously? 

He, like Keegan, would not give your question much thought. He just instantly knows that he would love you regardless. 

“Yeah, babe! Of course, I would.” He chuckles. You never fail to amuse him.

He would be a little confused, but he’d have the spirit! 

He would let you be outside during the day and bring you inside when it's time to sleep. 

When you aren’t outside doing… worm things, he would keep you on his shoulder. And, my God, he wouldn’t shut up. David would talk to you as if you were a human to make you feel included and seen, in a way. (And because he loves talking to you.)

He would even stay with you outside to keep you company if you’d like! He would sit on the grass next to you, talking to you about anything and everything while you dug yourself into the dirt. 

“Is it legal to get married to worms, or?” 

x elias "scarecrow" walker

He immediately bursts out laughing. He loves how comfortable you are with him, to the point where you can ask him things like this. 

“Yes, hun.” He snorts. “I would still adore you.” 

Elias, unlike everyone else, would think about your life as a worm on a high-detail level. He would consider different possibilities and roadblocks along the way of your worm life. “It would be difficult, but that has never stopped me.” 

He would be a great caretaker! 

He would get a bit frustrated that you can’t verbally communicate, so he would teach you a made-up language between you. The language would consist of different physical moves you can do as a worm, and he would just use his words. (Yeah, he gets the easy part. 🙄)

Elias would keep you fed, clean, healthy, happy, and well-rested - he is a father of two very talented boys, after all! He knows how to take care of people (and worms).

“But, I’d prefer it if you stay like this, honey.” 

x thomas merrick

“No.” “Really?” “...No.” 

Thomas is a bitch. We all know this. But he has a soft spot for you - something he doesn’t have for anyone else. He will always love you, no matter what, but he will never admit that. 

He wouldn’t be horrible at caring for you, but he certainly wouldn’t be good. 

He would protect you with his life, though. 

If you even receive as little as a dirty look from someone, he’s knocking their teeth out. 

He would mostly keep you in his pocket. That way, Thomas can keep an eye on you. 

He, like Keegan, would check up on you regularly because if you’re a worm, you need him to survive (or that’s what he thinks).

“Are you hungry?” He would ask, only to scoff to himself. “Who am I kidding? Of course, you are. But since you’re a fuckin’ worm, you can’t tell me, can you?” He would seem annoyed, but the truth is, he wouldn’t be. 

But obviously, he does not want you to turn into a worm. 

“For the love of God, get a hobby.”

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

5k is so deserved! I constantly go back and reread your works and am always looking forward to what’s next ❤️❤️❤️

I’ve been having thoughts about a Hesh x femreader reunion request thats similar to your latest Keegan piece. Except reader was childhood friends with the Walker boys, but despite there being feelings between Hesh and reader they’re scared of confessing because of their friendship. they get separated when Odin happens, and both join the military and reunite during a joint Op with the Ghosts and readers team, and even after 10 years their feelings resurface and finally get together.

Can’t wait to see what you’ll write for all the requests!!

—To The Boy of My Childhood

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 5k Drabble Masterlist ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ ❝ [Ten years came and went fast, but the memory of the Walker boys stayed. One more than the other. You never got to tell him you loved him.] ❞

You remembered his kindness, above all. His big, pure, heart. Hesh wasn’t just someone you grew to know and then threw out like a pair of old socks, no, he was too good for that—a mix of playful boyishness and the makes of a fine man. You wished you could have told him how much he meant to you before it all just fell apart. 

Growing up near the Walker boys was a treat and a curse, not for yourselves, but for the adults—no one got in the way of you three. Late nights in the backyard, laughter keeping everyone up into the small hours. The fights and the near-instantaneous make-ups. 

The older years of deep-rooted attraction to the green-eyed boy of your youth.

David Hesh Walker had been everything you had ever wanted, and even when the ground shook and the word split, you still couldn’t tell him how you felt. But fate had plans for the two of you—it was only a matter of time. 

Ten years, to be exact.

You jump down from the helo, your knees taking the brunt of the weight from your gear as your team follows. Fort Santa Monica was a bustling stronghold right on the door of Federation occupation—enemies stalking like animals beyond the wall for a glimpse of weakness. The men and women here were anything but.

“On me!” You call out behind you, and the resounding rush of booted feet follows as you all move out along the helicopter pad swiftly. The unit you were assigned was given a simple task—assist the commanding Captain here and his men with wall defense to reduce the amount of casualties. 

Over the ten years of war, you’d honed yourself into something akin to a walking weapon. Found deliriously surviving in the remnants of the USA, your rage and anger gave you the skills you needed to still be alive when the soldiers found you; brought you back to civilization. It hadn’t taken much for you to sign up after that, thinking Hesh and his brother were dead. 

Hesh. God, you had loved him so much that the feeling hadn’t dimmed in the slightest even now. Being so close to home once more made you feel…strange. 

“Lieutenant!” One of the soldiers comes up to greet you all, shouting above the whir of blades—he was an older man with a shaved head and a large beard. “Welcome to Santa Monica!”

“Good to be here!” You call, a rifle hanging heavy on your chest. “Where do you need us, Sir?”

“Fall in, I’m bringin’ you to Scarecrow!” So you follow, leaving the sandy beach of the port and heading into the dense streets. There were civilians in this Fort, you knew, just beyond the checkpoint of fences. You have to wonder how they felt about this—trapped in a rat cage with the water and the war clamping to them tightly. 

“Heard your unit was well-known.” You’d learned the man’s name was Thomas Merrick—a Captain here. You blink at him, head tilting. “Scarecrow was eager to get you here, can’t say why.” 

“I was told you needed support at the wall, Captain,” you explain, brows furrowing. “Were my superiors mistaken?”

Merrick's brown eyes stare at you as you walk beside him, your men all speaking to one another from behind. 

“No,” is all you’re told. 

This ‘Scarecrow’ was known as only that, and your lips thin at the comment leveled at you. Strange. 

Your other men are shown their barracks, and you send them off to get rid of their packs and belongings while you continue on with Merrick to the control room—eager to meet this Captain and get real answers. 

When you get there, the second you push open the door and Merrick takes his leave, you’re greeted by one of the old faces that you could recognize anywhere. 

You freeze just three feet into the room, locking eyes with this mythical ‘Scarecrow’ but it wasn’t some great war strategist, at least, not as you know him.

“Mr. Walker?” You pause, blinking in confusion. Elias Walker—Hesh and Logan’s dad. Your heart constricts in your chest. 

He looks at you, a small smile on his stern face as his arms crossed, nodding his head. 

“Thought I recognized that name in my request for transfers.” 

“Holy shit,” you breathe, a grin breaking out over your face for the first time in ages. Part of you wanted to race and hug him—bathe in the comfort that his rare soft looks would bring you when you were younger…but you weren’t that kid anymore. Being alive was enough, and with the things you’d seen, it meant far more than anything else. Elias seemed to share that sentiment, as he walked over and put a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it. 

“How did…how are…” Your head shakes quickly, memories flooding back along with the pain. But there, in your chest, a flicker of hope—something more blooming back to life. “Logan?” Your voice is tiny, pleading as you pause, gazing into Elias’s eyes. “...Hesh?”

“I already called ‘em back in. They’ll be here soon.” He gives you a proud nod. “I’m glad you’re still here, Sweetheart.” 

You laugh, smile wobbling. 

Alive. Hesh was alive. 

Every wall you’d built falls the second boyish laughter echoes out from the halls. You turn, hearing feet move down the floor, closer and closer as your body stills like a statue. 

Alive. 

When a shoulder pushes open the door, you stop breathing as a far older David enters the room, Logan, as always, not far behind. 

He’s mature now, with a beanie over his short brown hair and the presence of a grown man holding down responsibilities—he was smirking back and his brother, saying in a voice that haunts your dreams, “Think we should tell him what Riley found today, Logan?” 

The younger brother stops short, locks eyes with you, and his body goes as tight as a fishing line. 

Hesh’s brows furrow. “Logan?” He turns to you and those green eyes go confused for a moment, lips going thin. It’s a flash of recognition that re-ignites them—a flicker of something long past before they snap wide with fierce realization.

Blinking quickly, the man watches you, hands at his sides jerking forward by a millimeter as if to grab for you at even a single glance. No one speaks for a long, long time, and maybe you don’t want them to. Hesh and you are locked in a look of pure pain and elation—a dance of life and death. 

There aren’t any words for it beyond the sudden mad scramble for the other’s hold. 

You collide in a sharp breath and a hand to the back of your head—keeping you to him as you both grasp for purchase; for a glimpse of your childhood back.

“Jesus Christ,” Hesh breathes, anchoring you to him as his chest sputters. “Oh my fucking God.”

“Hesh,” you whimper through a sobbing laugh. “You son of a bitch, I should throttle you.”

He scoffs wetly into your ear, hands quivering and voice cracking. 

“Me? If I remember, Doll, you were the one to take that tumble down the hill—I…I tried to find you, y’know that? I swear, I didn’t want to leave but I—”

You pull back and slam your lips to his. 

It was far better than an ‘I love you’ when he melted and grappled you closer.

[pear1escence]

David ‘Hesh’ Walker x fem!Reader 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 18+ Smut - short and shitty❤️

Hesh totally has a thing for heels. Something about the height it gives you, the commanding ‘click clack’ of your steps, the natural energy of dominance you exude in a pair of glossy black red bottoms.

He won’t admit it to himself that he wants you to take control, not when the voice in the back of his head tells him that a man’s place in the bedroom is dominant, but that doesn’t stop his cock from growing hard in his dress pants when he watches you getting ready for a night out, painting your fingernails in a deep red colour to match your pedicure, those glossy black stilettos twisting back and forth with boredom, legs lazily stretched over the desk you sit by.

He wants nothing more than to push his face into the junction of your neck, inhale the musky, dark, sexy vanilla perfume you wear, rut his uncomfortably hard dick against your thigh and finish in his pants with your nails raking down his back. But he’d never admit that.

That he imagines your sharp stiletto heel tracing up his thigh, the sole of it pressing against his fabric-covered cock, that teasing smile on your painted lips. That he palms his dick through his pants imagining it’s you, barely giving his cock any attention and mocking his desperation for it. Pulling him closer with a hand wrapped around his tie, licking up his neck and nipping at his earlobe, unbuckling his belt to fish out his dick, the soft traces of your fingertips along his shaft not enough to make him cum, but enough to have him gritting his teeth, so so desperate for more.

He fucks his fist to the thought of your teasing laughter if he was ever to admit his desires to you, breath hitching in his throat as he pictures those perfectly manicured nails tracing along his cockshaft.

Hidden away in his barracks, jerking himself off to nothing but the thought of you, those pretty heels and the way they make you look. Only giving in to his hard-on because it was near painful, wanting to get it over with quickly both from the embarrassment that heats his face and his need to cum, thick brows knotted in pleasure, his head tipped back against the wall, the only noise being the wet faps of his hand around his cock and the breathy half-moans he lets slip. He comes all over his fist, face burning with embarrassment despite you being his, and so he swears to himself, although he knows he won’t stick to it, that he’ll forget this dirty fantasy, won’t entertain it anymore.

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| Blog HQ | 18+ MDNI | No use of "Y/N" | Taglist Open |

O N E S H O T S

G H O S T S

Near & Far // Unnamed Ghost x GN!Reader

L O G A N W A L K E R

Always Attract // Logan x F!Reader

D A V I D "H E S H" W A L K E R

I Don't Care if You're Contagious // Hesh x GN!Reader

In Sickness & In Health // Dad!Hesh x Mom!Reader

Checkmate // Hesh x GN!Reader

K E E G A N R U S S

Social Butterfly | Antisocial Moth // Keegan x GN!Reader

H E A D C A N O N S

3 pros & 3 cons of dating

Merrick

Hesh & Logan

Writing the characters personalities

Keegan

Merrick

Rorke

Logan

Miscellaneous Headcanons

Hugging

Ajax SFW

S E R I E S

Come Around // Logan Walker x F!Reader

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The Chronicles of Life & Death (Drabbles) // Various Ghosts x GN!Reader

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The Home Chronicles // David "Hesh" Walker x GN!Reader

| Coming Soon | Ongoing | Completed |

We're Lost & Found // Keegan Russ x F!Reader

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San Diego // David "Hesh" Walker x Reader

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[brokenpieces-72]

Whyvern You Leaving

CoD Ghosts Cryptid Hunter AU | Navigation

Note: For this series I intend to implement some horror games I’ve found online, with this part including Titan Chaser. If you haven’t seen the game, go check it out, it’s slow and chill, but a really neat concept in my opinion.

TW: Some angst, hint of abandonment, mental spiral?, big monsters

Logan was asleep on the back seat while you and Hesh were up front, awake and keeping watch for the target. The three of you had slept some through the day and got up early, but adjusting your sleep clocks on a whim wasn't always easy.

“He could use the rest.” David told you. It was pretty adorable seeing Riley curled up with him, keeping watch.

“Would it be wrong to wake him with the horn when we reach the Titan?” You asked. David had an expression on his face that said he was tempted.

“Yes… but it’d be funny.” He said, making you chuckle.

“There it is.” You said, your tone changing. “Beautiful.”

On top of a small toll booth was a wyvern. Yes, a wyvern, Monster activity had become more frequent, as their previous glimmer had been weakened. The ghosts were tasked with hunting and protecting these monsters. A wyvern however, was fairly harmless, but were territorial. The Wyvern being so close to a bridge wasn't ideal, and there was another location more suited for the winged beast.

“Wake him up?” You asked David. David tapped his brother’s knee. When he shifted over to stay asleep, Riley took the initiative. Riley jumped up, and barked, making Logan jolt awake.

“Morning. We found the Titan.”

“Great.” Logan said rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. You pointed through the window to the large creature perched atop the small building. Logan leaned forward, and craned his neck to see it out the driver side window. The wyvern did him a favour and hopped down, flapping its wings to make for an easier landing onto the asphalt. It craned its head around while the three of you remained quiet. The headlights were turned off, and the environment had a small layer of fog. The wyvern couldn’t be more than 10 feet away, and was certainly larger than the car. Yet it wasn’t attacking.

The wyvern shuffled around searching for something. It let out a few noises, almost like bird squawks. You three remained observe, the soft sound of the engine filling the void. You were prepared to reverse at the first sign of attack. But it didn’t view the three of you or the car as a threat.

“Is it scared?” You asked, whispering. Wyvern probably couldn’t hear any of you, but still. Logan shifted to the middle of the back seat. Riley started to growl, his hackles rising, but David shushed him. The wyvern was searching for something, and it seemed to step back every time it moved. When a Titan is scared, it’s a reason to be scared yourself. It means something much bigger and much more dangerous could be near.

“Do we spook it?” Logan asked, hesitantly. You didn’t get the chance to answer as the wyvern finally decided to take notice of the car. You held your breath, and it stepped closer. That ten foot gap was closed now, but you were ready at a moments notice. It lowered its head to the windshield, tilting its head like a curious bird. It nudged the car with its nose making you guys jolt. You slowly reversed the car.

“Ready?” You asked. David looked at his brother and Logan sat back in his seat. David nodded. You took a deep breath as the wyvern stood up, stepping back.

“Alright… let’s get you home.” You said quietly. You honked the horn, and the wyvern screeched at the car backing up. You held your breath, gripping the wheel tight. If you sped off it might agitate it. It opened its wings, defensively before taking flight. Once it had started flying, you put the car in drive following it. The mission was to see it returned safely.

After driving for a while, the wyvern’s silhouette still in view, you reached an old satellite plant. It was hardly being used and was shut down. The wyvern was circling above, waiting, searching. You got out with Walker boys, you and Logan watching the creature fly around. It was calling out its bird like cry.

You took a moment to look around, while David was working on the switch box. The wyvern had left when the power was shut off, so hopefully turning it back on would bring it home and keep it there. Still you couldn’t help but wonder why the large beast was flying so high above. The curiosity flees once you hear the sound of a switch and soft whirring hum of power being restored.

You looked to David who was making his way back, before returning to the wyvern. “Why isn’t it coming in?” You wondered aloud.

“Might take time for it to detect the power coming back on.” Logan commented. You watched as the wyvern came closer, still circling, as it came in hesitantly for a landing. “See.”

“Alright, let’s head back and wait in the car.” David said. The wyvern’s behaviour was making him uneasy as well. There was a brisk jog back to the car, and the three of you getting back in quickly. David took the wheel this time, while you tried to get a view of the wyvern above. It was descending, still, as David reversed, and turned the vehicle around to get back on the road. When Logan looked back he could see the wyvern had finally landed the dish of a satellite.

“Wyvern is home.” He reported. You let out a breath, relieved. After all the chaos you were thankful for some calmer hunts. Making a bond could wait, right now you just wanted to get back to base where it was safe. Well�� safer.

When you three returned to the safehouse, everything was still and quiet. You each prepped your gear for the next mission, having been briefed on it before the chase. The rest of the ghosts were doing recon, but would be back soon enough. You checked your phone to see if your father had said anything. Nothing. You sent him a text saying, “Landed”.

Anytime you left or were on your way to somewhere you would text him something like “Valkyrie is taking off” or more recently, “Taking off”. Once you arrived where you needed to be or returned from a mission you texted “Landed”. It was a short and easy check-in system, one you valued greatly. Keegan wasn’t always around but he never stopped watching over you.

You don’t hear any phone buzzing or chiming, so you know they’re still out. It gave you privacy, and eventually a chance to sleep. Except sleep was difficult. You focused on getting some food, a warm drink and your stuff ready. You might not get sleep but you could at least relax in your bed for a bit. The wyvern is still in your mind. Was it looking for its family? Did it have a family? You keep running the questions through your head as you work, distracted and navigating around the safe house and the Walker boys. They try to talk to you but you don’t hear it. Was the wyvern okay? Surely it was, it could take care of itself. Okay kettle on, good. No response from dad. Probably still busy. Get you pac-don’t trip over Riley! Get your pack, make sure all the gear is there. You should eat, eating could wait. Got that, got that, got that… maybe the wyvern had a clutch. Had you pulled it from the eggs? No, the wyvern would have been more aggressive. Why hadn’t it been? Come on dad, please say something soon. It would be a while. Shoot, you needed an extra shirt for the pack. You sniffed your shirt. Shower, you should shower too. No that could wait, finish packing. Alright what were you doing? Uh… right kettle. No it could wait too, you needed to make sure your med kit was all packed. Where was the med kit? Dang it, you left it in your bathroom. Logan called for you, but you told him you needed a minute. Got the medkit but your gauze is low. Where was the extra gauze? Where had the wyvern been before you found it? Had you led to the wrong station? Gauze was stocked now, or was that too much? Nothing from dad. Logan called again, and you told him to wait. Med kit packed, and packed away. The shirt! You needed an extra shirt. Long or short sleeved? Uh…weather had been colder lately, but you also usually have a hoodie or jacket on you. Maybe a short sleeve would be fine...

You didn’t hear it but David knocked on your door frame as you stared into your drawer, muttering to yourself. He leaned against it, waiting for you to notice him. You kept scrambling in your head before he finally spoke up.

“Val!” He said. You finally snapped out of your state, looking up at him. “Shower before you get your tea and finish gearing up. We have 24 hours at least.”

“Right.” You muttered, trying to remember where you set your joggers, shirt and hoodie for sleeping.

You needed that shower. And coming down for your tea was what you needed. You finished all your gearing up before your tea, so you could have some time to yourself. Okay maybe not all to yourself because big old Riley still thought himself a lap dog, practically holding you down on the couch. Such a good boy, he would do this when you were little and visited the Walker house. Hell he did it when you showed up that night. Stuck with you for the next few days, after that just to keep you safe. You kissed his head, giving him a hug around his neck. Riley rolled over a little for belly rubs, which you gladly gave him.

You kept checking your phone. You needed something to keep you from spiralling. Gear was packed and ready to go, your tea was still hot. As you tried refreshing the messages the weight was lifted from your lap as Riley went upstairs. You sipped your tea trying to set your phone down properly. Rest, you needed rest. The advantage of a safe house over a base is comfort. Some sense of normalcy. Of course you never had a normal life. Was that your phone vibrating? Nope, your imagination.

Riley had a solution. He’d returned with your headphones in his mouth. You smiled, and took them, thanking him. He resumed his position while you relaxed with some videos, letting yourself get distracted. Logan joined not long after, reclining on the opposing side. He held something out to you, and you smiled, seeing a cookie.

“Spiral?” He asked. You moved one headphone speaker aside, to hear him. You gave him a nod feeling embarrassed. Logan gave Riley some pets.

“When was the last time the three of us hung out together? Just the three of us?” He asked. This was a coping strategy, one the three of you would use on each other. It made you think about the good times, the fun times and even the hard times. You considered his question, thinking.

“…like just the three of us? No parents?” You asked. Logan nodded, trying to think of the answer himself. “Um… was it the night we stayed at the cabin. It was before we went off to training.”

“That long ago?” Logan said. His tone made you wonder if that was true. You hadn’t been together much when you went off to join the ranks. You got the chance to spend time with the Walkers during the off seasons, if your father was busy, but usually Elias was close by.

“It would have to be… or no wait… we went hiking just the three of us. Your dad was saying he had to stay back for work.” You pointed out.

“Oh yeah, you were convinced we could find a golem.” Logan teased.

“The grafton monster.” You corrected.

“You jumped every time we got close to boulder.” Logan said, snickering. You smiled with him. “And you insisted to stay in a cabin in case it came along.”

“I’m sorry for driving you guys crazy with that one.” You said, sipping your tea.

“It’s not like it was all we did. David still keeps that feather close by. And the view was amazing.”

“We should go there again sometime…” you suggested. You both knew it was an unlikely chance. Getting leave these days was nearly impossible, hell it was impossible. If there was any leave it was down time during hunts. Odin’s strike had put a blade through any and all plans the world had. It was a rough start to the rest of your lives together.

“What are you love birds chatting about?” David asked walking in. You stuck your tongue out at David.

“The last time we hung out just the three of us.” Logan said.

“Still have the feather.” David commented. He look between the two of you, and picked up on the situation. Memory exchanging was the best past time for the three of you. Reminded you three of what you were fighting for.

“Do you remember the first time I stayed over without my mom?” You asked. Your mother had to go on a business trip and your father was away at the time. No matter how much you asked, your mother hardly answered your questions. You remembered hiding in the guest room. Logan and David had come to your room asking if you wanted to play with them. You were upset, and told you got in the way a lot. That same night you couldn’t sleep and started crying. You went to Logan and David telling them with your stuffed toy in your arms, and tears down your face. You asked if you could stay with them, and they didn’t hesitate to make it into something fun, getting your blanket and pillow and laying it on the floor for you.

“You went from crying to sound asleep.” David said, recalling the older brother moment of getting you and Logan to stop giggling so their dad wouldn’t hear.

“Dad got the sleeping bags out the next day.” Logan added. There was also a blanket fort at some point. Those were the best family times, where you felt like you could be normal. After that visit you were happy to go, but you hated not being honest about what your mom was actually doing. It was either staying with the Walker boys and keep quiet or go along with her.

The Walkers had been your safe haven, your safe house. The Walker boys were your brothers in more than just arms. For everything they did for you, you returned it as much as you could. You three never stopped fighting for each other.

Keegan came to Elias’s home after learning you had to be dropped off last minute due to an “emergency”. He had been away on his own work trip and simply told he better be home soon to take care of you. Elias had contacted him, neither of them aware of what was really going on. When Keegan stepped into the bedroom though, he almost didn’t want to take you back home. Logan and David had joined you on the floor, sleeping on either side of you. They were certainly Elias’s boys.

“Good kid you got Keegan.” Elias commented, keeping his voice as quiet as he could.

“Yeah… I still got to take them home.” Keegan said.

“I don’t mind looking after them if you need to sort some business.” Elias offered.

“Thank you sir.” Keegan said, still staring at you.

Keegan poked his head into your room at the safehouse. You were curled up in a ball, under the covers. He smiled under his mask, coming into the room. Keegan crouched next to your bed, gently waking you.

“Mmm… time to go?” You asked, starting to lift yourself off the bed.

“Not yet kid. Just wanted you to know I was back.” You father said. You nodded and pulled him closer to give him an awkwardly positioned hug.

“Missed you.” You said.

“I’ll always come back. One way or another.” He reminded you. You drifted right back into sleep after giving a tired nod. Keegan would never get over how much you’d grown.

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