#keegan is a menace

[velvet-paradox]

Smooth

Pairing: Keegan P. Russ x Female reader Summary: Keegan enjoys shaving you nice and clean and taking you to pound town! Length: Medium Warnings: NSFW 18 + ONLY, explicit content, strong language, established relationship, oral (f receiving), soft dom!Keegan, shaving!kink, fingering, pussy slapping, unprotected p in v, dirty talking, pet names, new daddy!kink, praise, detailed smut. Tagging: @synnersaintaint @catswithabsoluteclownery @mykneeshurt @macravishedbymactavish @rimbut-t @notap1e

ENJOY!!!

It's hot.

Keegan is a stickler for routine, likes the discipline, the patterns, the control. He'd lose it if he didn't join the military when he did, take on more than one task a time before he picked up the next mission, the next project. He couldn't sit still for long unless he was truly into what he was doing.

And speaking of…

The project at literal hand was a delicate one.

No messing about, no distractions even though you couldn't help but move an inch higher. He'd scolded you twice now, giving you those piercing blue eyes and peeked eyebrow.

He clicked his teeth at you like a horse, raising your calf.

"Kitten please hold still, I don't want to slip."

"You think I can help it?"

"Kitten please. You're doing such a good job and we're almost done so don't you start pouting and being a bad girl now." Keegan's voice held no bite even though he was stern about it. "You want your reward don't you?"

He moved his fingers then sending a white hot jolt through up your spine.

Carefully Keegan ducked his head back down between your legs, kneeling on his cracking knees, eyes narrow and lazer focused on the task at hand which was… shaving.

Keegan was a grown ass man, he didn't shy away from knowing what he tasted like. He had you lick your own flavor off his fingers, off his cock more times than you could count. While you'd had other partners, they didn't appreciate an after kiss so when Keegan grabbed you after shooting his load all over your tongue and lips, willing licking inside your mouth as he kissed you hard and fast left you dizzy.

He didn't care about pubic in general, if he was lucky enough to get laid, who cared? He really got into that whole Vajazzling craze, rhinestones and safe glitter. Then he was on to the next and full on into waxing but there was just something so intimae about him being on his knees for you, worshipping your body, treating you with such care, he really enjoyed. Stroke after stroke, your pussy would be revealed. Soft and smooth.

You didn't mind at all, less of a chore for you anyways. Since being with Keegan you barely lifted a finger to do anything around the house, his or yours. No more twisting and squatting, no more Charlie horse cramps. No more stray hairs left behind, he bought a replica of the straight razor he used on his face. It was cleaner, faster and he knew exactly what to do with the blade.

"Fuck look at you, cutest fucking pussy." Keegan groaned, moving your skin as he slowly dragged the blade against it.

"Love it when you shave my pussy, baby. Gets me so fucking horny." You hum in return.

"Yeah? Like me revealing and exposing your pretty little cunt just for me?"

"Mmm yeah."

He tapped the little bucket with it, your short and curlies disappearing, he wiped it off cleanly. A warm washcloth came next, wiping you down. He had all of his things neatly around him, a little cup with tepid water splashed against your mound, catching little remnants.

"Turn around, kitten. We're in the home stretch now baby."

You shivered and got up from his bathroom vanity, bending over, sticking your ass out with a little sway of your hips.

"Hold yourself open for me."

Fuck. You bit your lip.

He finished shaving your pussy, the feeling of his breath on your newly bare skin, front to back as incredible. You'd never get over the feeling no matter how many times he tended to you.

Keegan waited on hand and foot for you. You'd catch yourself lost on it, how a hard man like Keegan P. Russ could be soft for you, sweet on you, brought you flowers, ordered take out when your period came so you wouldn't have to be bothered to hobble and cook and fuss over the stove.

He waited until you turned off the shower before stepping back into the bathroom with a fuzzy towel. He wrapped you up, drying you off little by little until he walked you both into his bedroom.

Completely exposed and naked, you sat down on his bed, dropping the towel to your collar.

"Let me see my handiwork, princess."

Like he'd never seen your cunt before, he stood at attention at your feet as you leaned back, the soft towel slipping down your shoulders, pooling around your hands and waist. Keeping your eyes on his as they raked over your naked body you moved one leg, then the other. "Best fucking pussy. Look at that." Keegan groaned, giving in and palming at his crotch.

"You wanna' taste it now?"

Keegan tore off his ghost mask before getting rid of his shirt, the jangle of his belt sent shivers down your spine. He grabbed his thick rod of a cock in his hand, jerking himself off, teasing himself little by little, stepping closer, eyes on your cunt.

The bed creaks with his weight, fitting himself between your legs, moving down to lay on his stomach, a snipers' position as he loops his arms around your thighs. You fit the balls of your feet on the hard, trained muscles of his shoulders.

Keegan is good. Too fucking good.

His hands are large and ghost over your bare flesh, he rubs his chin along your mound, breathing you in with a groan. He spreads your labia, chuckling lowly when you grind your hips up.

"Now now kitten, no need to be hasty. You'll get your reward."

"Keegan please."

"Begging only makes it worse," Keegan cooed and gave your hip a lingering, searing hot kiss. "Be a good girl for me, okay sweetie? You can do that can't you?"

"Yes. I'll be good."

"Do you promise?" Keegan sang, dropping his voice even lower, using his sexy bedroom tone.

"Yes baby I promise, just… it feels so good when I'm all clean."

"I know kitten, I know."

Keegan licked at you, kissing your clit lightly in between hard flat presses, quick sucks and pulls on your sensitive lips. He brushed the bridge of his nose along the underside of your clit, enjoying himself as he devoured you. The sounds he was making were pornographic and lewd. He sat up just a little, angling his face just right to spit on your pussy only to indulge in slurping it right back into his mouth.

"Fuck baby that's it. I love it when you do that," you moaned and reached for his head, tugging on his hair as you arched your back.

"Makes me so fucking wet."

"Yeah? You like that?" Keegan did it again, moving his face and mouth back and forth, back and forth over your engorging bundle of nerves. You cried out and Keegan smiled against your cunt.

"Yeah!"

Keegan chuckled. "Good girl. My good girl loves to get her little pussy eaten out, huh? Yeah you do. Fuck kitten, tease my face."

Your gasp at his vulgarness made him even more eager to please you, wiggling his thick fingers along the apex of your thighs, digging into the meat of your thighs before prodding around your hole.

You grip his hair even tighter, letting him take his time with you.

Getting you wet, satisfied little laughs that left you breathless as you wiggled and arched. In between kisses he likes to look up at your through his thick lashes, watches you unravel as you try desperately to stay still.

"You're so fucking pretty, atta' girl. Should I get my tongue in there or fingers first?"

"Fingers."

"Just my fingers?" Keegan hummed. "Or you want my mouth too?"

"Both. I want both."

"So fucking smooth." Keegan kissed everywhere but your clit after that, leaving it to throb, making you clench around the two fingers he's slipped inside you, massaging your walls. Twisting and curling them to find that soft, spongy little shell that would make you scream, make you cum.

"That's so good baby, a little faster."

"Faster? Needy little kitten." Keegan chuckled lowly, dragging out his fingers, teasing your clit with a few precise circles and presses. He tapped it a few times making you squeal. Reeling back he gave your pussy a nice little islap. Bare and all those nerve endings shocking your system. Noticing how much you enjpyed that little hit he did again and again, another string of his spit slipped between your folds.

You could feel yourself leaking for him.

"Fuck yeah baby."

"A little love tap never hurt anyone. I want you to cum, I want you to cum all over my fingers and my face. You look so pretty when you're all fucked out."

"So do you." You whined as he started to finger you again. You weren't lying, for a big cold hearted handsome man of his caliber and weight, he made the best sounds. Moaning in your ear how good you were, how warm you felt, how inviting. How beautiful you look, how sweet you taste.

How good you taste together.

"Yeah? You think Daddy's pretty?"

Wait.

What?

You swallowed and licked at the drool coming out of your mouth before you sat up, eyeing his icy blues, taken aback as you'd never called him that before. You were met with a growing smirk.

"Are you going to answer me, kitten? I said; do you think Daddy's pretty?"

God the way he said it, it really made your heart race.

"Yeah," you drawled and cupped his jaw, watching how his eyes shifted and his mouth open. "I think Daddy's real pretty."

"Fuck." That seemed to do the trick because Keegan was suddenly on top of you, kissing you hard, biting into your neck as he slipped a calloused hand between you, fingering you so deep and fast it made your head spin, moaning like a real whore.

The sounds of your wetness, flooding around his thick fingers, drenching his palm as you squealed and thrashed, clawing at the sheets was out of control. Keegan groaned deeply as he watched. You could always feel his eyes on you, in the hall, in briefings, in bed.

"Christ, you are so fucking wet. Do you hear it, kitten? Do you hear yourself? You're gonna' make such a mess, gonna' have to change these sheets."

"I'm gonna' cum."

"Tell me baby, say it. I need to hear you say it."

"I… I…"

"Yes? You what, baby?"

"I'm gonna' cum. Make me cum, please. Oh Daddy, I'm gonna' cum, cum for you."

Somehow he got you even wetter, three fingers curling and getting you off until you came with a shout. Your legs trembling, shaking at Keegan's waist as you gasped and reeled from your high.

"That's my girl, takin' those fingers real deep. So fucking pretty kitten, good job. Daddy's kitten did so good, look at you." Keegan praised and kissed your chin, taking a tiny bite of your smooth flesh before slowly pulling them out of your hole, whining as you felt empty.

"Fuck Keegan."

"Ah ah ah," he slapped your tender pussy twice making you jolt and squirm. "Get it right or you get nothing else. I could make you watch me jack off instead. Maybe I'll jerk off in front of your pretty little face, shoot my load all over it."

"No! I want you to fuck me. Please Daddy, I'm sorry. I won't call you Keegan again. Please."

He hummed and smeared your arousal all over you mound, splitting his first two digits into a V shape, rubbing around, up and down your clit. "You just want to cum again."

"Yes I do but… I want you to fuck me, I want you inside me," you huffed and grabbed at his shoulder, pawing at his trained muscles.

"Don't you wanna' fuck me Daddy? Fuck your kitten's pussy wide open. Make me gape."

"Fuck, you say the nicest shit baby. I supposed if you put it that way," Keegan agreed and gave your hip a little pinch. "Get on your knees and hold on to that headboard."

….

Your man is nasty. He has a thing about spit and cum, the only two fluids he's at all interested in. He spreads your cheeks and the spit that hits your asshole is hot, and he's hot and your hanging your head and growling behind you teeth. He fucks you hard, reaching around your hip he finds and holds on to your pussy, fitting his fingers to spread your lips open, caging in his thrusting cock.

"Feel that kitten? Daddy's thick cock is splitting you in half. You are so amazing, look at you taking my cock like this. Good job baby, good fucking job."

"Oh Daddy, you feel so good." You keened as the headboard continued its' rhythm of banging into the wall behind it. Good thing you were at his place, your neighbors would be knocking your door down or calling the police. Which has happened. Just the once.

"Oh I know kitten, feels so good for me too. Best fucking pussy."

Keegan smacked your ass and then he was hunching over you, his sweaty chest sticking to your back, not even slowing down.

Then his hand was on the back of your neck, pushing your head into the bed.

"Good job kitten, you're gonna' take all of it, ya' hear me? What a good girl you are taking Daddy's cock, what a good little slut for me."

Keegan moaned your name, pressing his mouth to your ear as he kept up the pace.

Words you lost on you the longer he fucked you, a new flood of wetness rushed through your core, milking him, sucking him back in over and over until all you could was shout into the sheets.

"What's that, kitten? Daddy can't hear you." His bicep came up and around your chin, in a chokehold as you panted and cooed and drooled.

"I want you to cum inside me," you sobbed, feeling his muscles shift under your jaw. "I wanna' feel you, feel you fill me up. Please fill me up, Daddy. Fill up your kitten."

Keegan chuckled lowly, almost menacing in your ear, sticky like honey and just as sweet. "You want it? You want Daddy's thick cum? Yeah you do and you're gonna' fuckin' get it."

[gunnrblze]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP81EPXes/

Deleted scene from the Ghosts campaign 😔

LMAO i can genuinely see Logan getting on Keegan’s fucking nerves. Like he loves the kid, but Logan’s soooo unserious when he wants to be XD

[mango-parfait]

Just thinking about Lou's son calling Keegan 'dad' instead of his name for the first time in the most casual way ever after coming home from school.

Lou cradling their daughter Keelan, laughing at Keegan trying to play it cool while trying to finish his lunch.

Lou: Oooooohh look at you, daddy. 😏 what's next? We can have another, I'm free tonight.

Keegan: 😐 *long sigh and continues to eat* No, I'm sleeping.

[machveil]

Which boys would the one training you to get to eye contact and playfully tease about it.

KEEGAN— sorry for yelling, but Keegan bahaha… maybe a hot take because I don’t write for him, but Gaz strikes me as someone that would do that too maybe? Johnny! Johnny too, silly man

Keegan Russ:

Keegan one hundred percent does it to mess with you. he likes purposely staring at you, refuses to blink, and then teases you when you look away. I will say that over and over again because it’s real to me

Keegan purposely making you practice eye contact with him because, “You said you like my eyes, sweetheart. Don’t you want to look at them?”. he’ll sit down at a table with you and smile, eyes glued to yours. every time you look away - even briefly - he’s mouthing off, “Hey, breaking my heart here, baby, don’t look away.”

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick:

again, I don’t write for him, but it feels like something he’d do… but that’s my take. his is less about being a menace and more about making a connection. he wants to look into your eyes, just so happens that you get to look into his too

his teasing is more lighthearted, soft laughter spilling from his lips when you absentmindedly look away from him. you’re sitting next to him on his couch, his hand on your knee. every time you look away from him he squeezes your knee, mumbles that you have to look at him - he just wants to look into your eyes, spending a little quality time with you

John “Soap” MacTavish:

he’s being silly about it, it’s all goofy smiles and sitting way too close to you. he probably saw a video of a couple looking into each other’s eyes cutely… except Johnny can’t take it seriously haha

“‘M sorry, I promise I’ll stop laughin’—“, he’s cracking up, lopsided smile on his lips as he bites back a chuckle. it started with you two sitting next to each other in bed, a normal amount of space between you. now? now Johnny is practically forehead to forehead with you, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he stares dead into your eyes, “Nah— hey, don’t look away, mo chridhe! You— ha, you look nice up close.”

[hellbuticy]

Walker Brothers Hcs

like Elias said in his Rorke File, Logan was like an extension of Hesh, always looking up to him, wanting to be him, always with him (we know the “1 set of footprints” story). but when they joined the Ghosts, Logan finally decided to be his own self meaning he spent more time alone

Hesh noticed his brother finally being his own person and he was not a fan of it at first

They do EVERYTHING together like when one would shit/take a shower the other would be in there just for “company” (typical sibling stuff)

Logan’s marksmanship is slightly better than Hesh’s.

But Hesh’s hand-to-hand combat is way better than Logan’s.

Hesh used to get into fights a lot as a kid, mostly to protect Logan

While Hesh is technically Riley’s handler, the dog favors Logan more (they even sleep together)

The boys initially wanted to be Navy (future SEALs) but bc Elias was army they also had to be army

Logan is a great fuckin swimmer, like im talking a living torpedo headass

Elias would talk about the Ghosts but disguised as fairytale bedtime stories he would tell the boys

Their telepathic bond is otherworldly, like CRAZY. words cannot explain

Both brothers SUCK at asking for help/letting other people help them ESPECIALLY with injuries so they are always stitching each other up in their rooms

Logan talks with his eyes, to which Hesh knows every look. so while the other Ghosts think logan is looking normal, hesh is like “oh hell no he’s going to go on a murder spree”

Logan is the scarier sibling bc he glares, is silent, and has a menacing ass aura

Hesh is always >:)

Until Logan is captured , then hesh is a shell of himself. always barking at somebody. his fuse is even shorter and with no general care for his well being (keegan now looks after him but he’s always like 👀)

Logan keeps a memory box so after Logan gets captured goes through it every night, missing his brother

They have matching stick n poke, after a particular hard “hell week” where they actually almost died, they decide to do it because then, they would always have each other no matter the circumstances

[frogchiro]

So uh hellooo hii (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) I saw your Pervy!141 posts and immediately loved how you wrote it (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) (gave me happy tingles tbh) and like any thoughts about Pervy!Keegan or Krueger? ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙

Hiii!! Sorry for the late reply since there were some technicall difficulties but now we're more or less on track again 😭 i hope you'll still like this darling!!

Pervy!Keegan tries to play it cool, like he's better than others. He sees how the other guys basically prey on you, stealing your clothes, cornering you, bullying you into submission, sparring with you just to be able to grind on you and hump you as you fluster and ask them to please contain themselves in public. But he's different! Sure he thinks you're pretty and all, a cute girl and a sight for sore eyes after only seeing dirty grown men-soldiers all the time but he's not like that, he's different, respectful and even slightly cold.

....Well that didn't last too long. Keegan is cursing under his breath, almost growling as his bright blue eyes narrow while looking at the delicate pink material of your oanties tightly clutched in his big rough hand and the other is shoved down his boxers as he jerks off furiously. But it's your fault! You shouldn't have showered in the one small shower of the old safehouse where the rest of the team showered too. So what if you were standing behind some old, dirty curtain? Everyone could still see you (or at least imagine) and Keegan could swear that he heard Soap growl and snap his teeth when he caught your delicious scent like some bloodhound. So now he's stuck jerking off like some fucking teenager with the panties he skillfully snatched from your bag and stuffs them into his mouth so he won't be caught or else he'd be dead meat.

Pervy!Krueger tho? Totall opposite. He's shameless, dirty and has no rules. He's a menace to society. Actually one of the men who bullies you with his bulky body into corners, teases you mercilessly, makes you kiss his scruffy cheek and the corner of his mouth. Will shamelessly take your panties or shirts and jerk off into them, his cum staining them but it makes it all so much better since for him it's a sign of his claim over you.

Ghost, Price, Gaz and so one can growl at him and curse him out all they want, he will smirk at them and flip them off as he has one arm thrown over your shoulders and goes right back to tell you stories of his missions with Chimera while having you in his lap, refusing for you to leave and bringing you even closer by pushing your ass over his twitching cock♡

[astr0exe]

mk, so, what about TM Reader and older keegan/Ghost (you pick 🫶🏼) with R who’s just a little menace to society, keeping character on his toes. Bein a little brat, teasin n nipping at him any day of the week but at the end of the day loves being coddled n loved??? (love your work, honestly the best!! ignore if you don’t like this ml, have a great day/night 🩷 and either NSFW or SFW is fine)

Hey ml so glad you like the my work acc makes my day seeing the support my works have, tysm for this request it was so fun to write !! sorry its probably short m like so unwell rn:(( <3

Younger!reader who is an absolute menace ?? Like always getting into trouble, either with Keegan or with the police:(( you can’t blame him !! he's just a baby.

Older!Keegan who doesn’t know the full extent of your behavior, until he does a little info / background check on you just to make sure you aren’t absolutely psychotic. What he sees is rows and rows of warnings the police have given you, but when you speak to him, you’re so lovely (mainly cause you find him fit!) 

Older!Keegan who adores you and your gremlin-like behavior, not minding when you bite and assault his neck and body with your lips. Getting turned on more than anything by the feeling of your teeth grazing his neck to get his attention. His needy puppy who will do anything for attention, like literally anything. If that's flirting with Logan or pulling his hair randomly to get him to stop doing paperwork. He doesn’t care, you’ve made him soft, so when you bite his neck whilst he is doing some work he just moans and laughs, slowly scratching your head to show you have his attention.

Younger!Reader who melts under Keegans touch and attention, instantly relaxing and just wanting to crawl into his skin. You just calm down whenever he hugs you, whispering softly into your ear even after you have abused his neck, just sweeping you up in his hold and cuddling you till you have basically fallen asleep.

Older!Keegan who knows just how to calm you down, and uses it to his advantage. Kissing you lightly even after you bit him or pulled his hair, cuddling you softly. Doing all of this just to see you blush and whine laughing at the complete mood change just because of some affection. Keegan knows this is probably a mechanism from your past but he doesn’t really care, he just loves seeing your flustered face when he plants loud and obnoxious kisses to your face.

[prettybean]

HI!! AS A PROUD KEEGAN RUSS SIMP I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD MAKE A LIKE 18+ DATE WITH US AND KEEGAN WHERE HE GETS JEALOUS OF SOME GUY LOOKING AT US OR SOMETHING!! <33 (BTW I LOVE YOUR KEEGAN STORES!! THEY HELP ME FORGET ABOUT MY PROBLEMS AND JUST MAKE ME SO HAPPY!! AND IF YOU COUKD MAKE MORE COD TEXTS MESSAGES THAT WOUKD MAKE NY DAY<33)

Thank you, you are such a sweetheart, I jumped for joy when I saw this request. I am happy to please all the Keegans simps, our boy needs admiration!!🩷

Keegan jealous makes me think of so many spicy things, so many scenarios came to mind so how about a WHAT WOULD KEEGAN DO IF HE WAS JEALOUS?

soo here we gooo (sorry for the late answer btw)

JEALOUS KEEGAN +18

tw: slight choking, slight thigh humping, mean

(fem reader)

No matter how minor the detail, Keegan would spot it right away: he is aware when something is out of place. The fact that the waiter at the restaurant where you were celebrating your anniversary began to stare at you was actually observed. Particularly after you got home from the night, Keegan would start to go oddly quiet. He would clench his fists and then speak to you in a way that seemed almost menacing:

“So you like it when other men pay attention to you huh?"

You would blink incredulously as you gazed at him naively.

“What are you talking about?”

“What the fuck y/n.. that stupid boy was literally eating you with his eyes. He couldn’t wait for you to get up so he could fuck you in the back. I know how our male minds work”

Keegan would grab your arm, pushing you against the nearest wall, his hand wrapping around your neck. He would tighten his grip slightly, making you flinch.

“I bet you would have liked that too. I saw how you were blushing while you were ordering our food. Did you do that to make me jealous huh?”

Keegan would notice how your eyes would start to melt at his words.

“Never miss a chance to be a slut. Even flirting with the waiter in front of my eyes. What were you thinking? Thinking about what was in his pants?”

Keegan would softly tighten his hold on your neck while whispering the worst things in your ear. You would grind your hungry pussy against his knee as he brought it between your legs. The tempo was steady and sluggish.

“What did that asshole say to you? Huh?‘what a beautiful girl, congratulations’. He didn’t got it…

that this beautiful girl will now not be able to cum because of him”

Keegan would notice how his pants were starting to get wet because of you, with a large stain on his thigh.

Keegan would leave you like that, slowly walking away, waiting for you to crawl back to him to ask for his forgiveness.

[sunshine-and-moonshine]

Nomming on their tits (Part 2)

Requested: Yes [Politely requesting nomming on more cod men's tits 🥺🥺🥺]

Warnings: Light spice, Keegan in denial that he likes the freaky shit you like to do

Price

Price had just come home from work when you decided to be a menace in his life once more. All he wanted to do when he came home was take off his shirt and hop into the shower. But then you came waddling up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. He thought you only wanted a hug so he just let you be, an arm around your waist, holding you close as he used his other to dig in the drawer for a new shirt. And then he felt it, your mouth, hot against his skin. It made him jump, almost punching you out of sheer instinct alone. But then realized and just quirked his brow at you, an unamused look on his face when you only sucked a little harder. You’re lucky he loves you.

Gaz

Gaz had just gotten out of the shower when you came to him, an angelic smile on your face to hide your devilish intentions, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. Gaz eagerly returns it, a hand petting down your back as he scrolls through the messages from the others, too distracted to be able to predict what you would do next. Not until your hot mouth was on his juicy tits, making him fling his phone across the room in surprise, a moan being drawn from his mouth as he slowly turned lust filled eyes to you.

Keegan

Keegan, unlike many of others, knows exactly the kind of horny demon you can be if he lets his guard down. To avoid that? He never lets his guard down. Less because he doesn’t like it and more because he doesn’t want to admit that he likes it. But even he has moments of weakness and you are ready for it when he does. He was just so tired today, barely able to strip down to his boxers before he was collapsing into your shared bed, not even bothering to pull up the blanket. Which gave you the perfect opportunity to be an absolute goblin, attaching your mouth to his perfect tits and making him groan low in his throat. He’s too tired to stop you so he just pets the back of your head, lulled to sleep by the sound and feel of you sucking hickeys onto his tits.

[tokillamockingbird427]

How well can the ghosts hold their alcohol? 👀

Rorke - Very well, but he does enjoy being more outgoing/obnoxious when he's buzzier, so some people don't think he can all too well.

Elias - Not at all... one high proof shot would kill this man on the spot. He drinks about half a beer at the annual summer grill out once a year and gets restricted to a chair by the firepit for most the night. Lightweight to the max. Can really handle his s'mores tho, should see how many the man can make and eat.

Merrick - Pretty well. He prefers beer because they tend to have a lighter content, or prefers to not drink at all, since he doesn't enjoy feeling buzzed or drunk, but can still hold his liquor.

Ajax- Yeah, he can slam shots. Does so for special occasions only tho. Like someone's birthday. Or the Marine ball. Or karaoke night. Lit.

Keegan- Also yes. He's Ajax's main drinking buddy, matches him shot-for-shot. Though he's a quiet drunk... likes to sit there spaced out.

Hesh- Absolutely not lmao. Barely drinks because a majority of the time he's got the "Must watch Logan" mentality, so unless he genuinely feels Logan will be safe without him worry-warting, he wont... which isn't often. Gets super emotonal and cuddly.

Logan- Somehow worse than Hesh. See, Hesh won't let him drink because he's terrified Logan will get alcohol poisoning or shit with a single drop of everclear. (He might be right.) Fucking menace whenever he is drunk because he likes to run outta nowhere. Can be stopped if you tuck his arms inside his shirt.

Kick- Likes to brag that he can hold his liquor... and can! Up until he can't, and then he really can't. (He's a puker.)

Neptune- Doesn't drink.

[gaming-universe]

Preference Catch-Up || König + Keegan

Authors Note: Here we are! Finally we have the König and Keegan catch-up. I really enjoyed writing these, and I hope you all enjoy. Gifs by @evilvvithin @yeyinde @samithemunchkin

How You Met

König

When Laswell had informed you that she had hired KorTac, you were skeptical at first.

The 141's experience with Shadow Company had left a bad taste in your mouth, you weren't sure what to make of private military companies. Though both Laswell and Price had vouched for KorTac, and for the men who were now going to be permanently stationed on base, you told them that you would form your own judgement.

That was when you met him.

You had been walking through the halls towards the mess when a few rookies began to call out to you, saying some rather inappropriate things that should not be said to a superior officer. You paused in your stride, slowly turning to face the three young men leaning against the wall. You folded your arms across your chest, eyeing them individually which seemd to give them a surge of confidence.

"Do you want to repeat that, rookie?" You snapped, your voice low and annoyed. You wish you could wipe off the smirk that appeared on the young man's face, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he stepped forward, throwing a cocky look over each shoulder towards his friends.

"I'm just saying, you look like a lot of fun. What do you say you swing by my bunk tonight? I'm sure we'll have a good time."

An immense feeling of disgust formed in the pit of your stomach, nausea causing you to feel sick. You took a deep breath, trying to calm down that gross feeling before trying to speak.

As you opened your mouth to reply, the three boys before you suddenly turned white. So white in fact, that they looked just as sick as you felt. Their eyes widened in terror as they stumbled backward, mumbling quick and scared apologies before all three of them sprinted down the opposite end of the hall.

You stared after them in confusion, that was until you felt a large and menacing presence behind you.

Slowly turning around, you were met with a tall wall of solid muscle. He was incredibly tall, your head just barely reached his chest. The sniper hood he wore marked by red stripes was indeed intimidating, and his eyes...piercing blue, accentuated by the black smudges of paint around them.

A heavy silence passed between you as you both stared at each other. You didn't know what to say, you'd never had anyone intimidate three men like that for you before. All you could muster was a small breathless laugh, and an awkward "Uh...thank you."

Though you couldn't see his face, the man before you smirked beneath his sniper hood, nodding toward you silently before slowly turning away from you. You watched in awe as he turned into the mess, disappearing from your view. You couldn't move, still in complete awe of what just happened. Someone moved into your peripherals, someone shorter and more familiar.

"Who was that?" You mumbled somewhat incoherently, causing the man beside you yo chuckle.

"That was König..." Soap spoke softly, a slight teasing tone to his voice "and he's the head of the KorTac team here now."

Your gaze snapped towards the Scotsman, your eyes widening in shock whilst Soap snorted in laughter.

"Oh yeah, private military companies aren't so bad now when you get scary guard dog privilages-"

"How about you fuck off back to Simon?" You growled rhetorically, your eyes narrowed on the sargeant with a hot glare. Soap laughed loudly as he turned on his heel, sprinting away from you before you could likely punch him in the face.

You sighed heavily and rolled your eyes, your gaze once again briefly flickering back towards the doorway of the mess.

Keegan P. Russ

You had met Keegan before briefly in passing, and even then he was very quiet.

Simon had introduced the two of you briefly before Keegan went away on a recon mission. He would be gone for months, behind enemy lines with little to no communication. Now Keegan was back, and Taskforce 141 was ecstatic.

He'd been making all the rounds saying hello to everyone, or so Soap had told you. You hadn't seen him yet, though you supposed that you didn't really know him that well, or he you.

You went about the rest of your day without a visit from him. You didn't know why you felt this way, but you were kind of upset that Keegan hadn't come to see you. You were part of the team, sure. The least he could do was let you know that he was alright.

Trudging through the halls on another sleepless night, you walked to the mess to make yourself a cup of tea. Tea was something that calmed you down most nights, but lately it felt like a habit than a remedy.

As you stepped into the mess, you expected it to be empty like it usually was. But this time you froze.

Keegan sat alone at one of the tables, staring blankly down at the cup of steaming tea before him. Though he still wore his mask, his eyes met yours with a stern stare. Your eyes held his gaze, despite the nerves now forming in your chest. You were the one to look away first, your eyes flickering between Keegan, the kitchen and the floor, unsure of where you should turn your attention.

"I uh...I just want to get some tea" You spoke softly, almost timidly. Wordlessly, Keegan nodded, watching your every move as you slowly made your way toward the kitchen. You could feel his eyes on you as you boiled the kettle, poured the water over the tea bag, and let it sit.

Every minute felt like an hour the longer you stared at your tea. After adding some milk and stirring your beverage, you took the cup in your hands and immediately made a beeline for the door. You didn't want to make things between you and Keegan awkward, so you thought that heading back to your room would have been the wiser choice.

So why did you stop in the doorway?

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath as you turned on your heel to face him. Keegan was still watching you like a hawk when you spoke.

"I know we don't know each other that well, but I'm glad you're okay. The 141 missed you a lot you know."

You could have sworn that you saw his eyes softened slightly, but you played it off as nothing as you turned and left the mess.

As Keegan watched you leave, he couldn't help but sigh heavily. Sure, he wasn't the most socialable person on base, but he wasn't sure of he could trust you. Simon and Soap spoke highly of you, and so did Price. But he wanted to make his own opinion of you. He wanted to make sure thet he could trust you.

So, he would remain silent and observe. He would make sure that he could trust you, even if his silence pissed you off.

An Awkward Moment

König

There was no doubt amongst the 141 that you were a capable soldier.

But sometimes you felt like your height was a disadvantage. Yes, you were significantly shorter than the rest of your colleagues, but you never let that stop you. However, sometimes you wished that you were taller.

You knew he was doing it on purpose, and you swore that you would punch Soap the next time you saw him. He had placed the coffee jar on top of the cabinets which were already high enough. You struggled to reach the top shelf anyway, but at this point it was getting ridiculous.

You groaned, staring up at the coffee jar in disdain and hatred. You were getting real tired of this, there were only so many times you could do this before Price caught you, your dignity was on the line.

It was early morning, so it was unlikely that anyone would see you doing this. However, you still turned to scan the mess to make sure that there was no one around. When the coast was clear, you began to climb the counter. No matter how many times you did this, it was still percarious. When you stood up straight you felt yourself wobble, and a sharp gasp escaped your lips as gravity came into effect. You felt yourself falling backward, your life flashing before your eyes as you squeezed them shut.

This is it. This is the end.

You were going to die in the mess, all because you were too stubbourn to wait for someone to get the coffee jar down for you.

As you waited to make contact with the hard concrete floor, you shrieked when you instead collided with something soft and...warm.

With your heart racing in your chest, you slowly opened your eyes and found yourself in a pair of strong arms, holding you securely and tightly against their frame. You followed those arms up to a broad chest, and from there you looked up to meet those familiar piercing blue eyes underneath that sniper hood. It then dawned on you...that you were in König's arms. König had caught you.

He chuckled lowly, staring down at you with an amused glint in his eye. "Perhaps next time, you should just ask for help hm?" He scolded, a warm feeling forming in his chest as he watched your face turn a bright red. You pouted up at the Austrian, "Maybe if Soap stopped putting the coffee up there on purpose, I wouldn't have to".

You saw König's eye twitch slightly at the mention of your colleague, but he shook his head whilst gently placing you down back on your feet. You folded your arms over your chest, lowering your gaze to the floor as your embaressment was becoming too much. You watched as König's index finger hooked underneath your chin, lifting your head upward so that your eyes met his once again.

Staring down at you sternly, you noticed that his gaze hardened before he spoke lowly. "I would prefer it if you didn't endanger yourself, mein liebling. Don't do that again."

You felt your heart skip a beat in your chest, your blood running hot as König waited expectantly for your answer. You nodded quickly and silently, worried that if you even tried to speak, your voice would betray you completely.

Seemingly satisfied with your answer, König released his hold on your chin and the both of you agreed to never speak of this again. After that morning however, the coffee jar always remained on the bottom counter where you could reach it. And every time König entered a room, Soap would always cower behind Simon, avoiding the Austrian's intimidating gaze.

It always made you smile.

Keegan P. Russ

The mission had been a set up, no one saw it coming.

The intel had been wrong from the start, so no one really knew what to expect. Out of everyone else, you and Keegan had made it out in the worst state. There was no life-threatening injuries thankfully, however the bruises, cuts, scratches and dirt covering your bodies meant that you had been through hell to survive this botched mission.

The look on Simon and Soap's face looked like they had seen literal ghosts, neither of them expected either of you to make it out of that base alive.

You longed for a shower, so much so that the second the plane touched down on the runway back at base you made a beeline for your quarters. Quickly swiping a change of clothes from your room, consisting of a pair of exercise shorts and one of Simon's old shirts, you relished the thought of hot water against your skin.

Stepping into the adjoined bathroom in your quarters, you stripped off your gear and grimey clothes, turning on the shower and stepping inside.

A soft moan escaped you as the hot water relaxed your muscles, your shoulders slumping almost instinctively. But the pleasure was short-lived when an immense stinging pain took over your senses. The cuts and scratches screamed in protest at the hot water, but you ignored it. Washing the dirt and dried blood from your body, the pain eventually became nothing but a dull ache.

With your shower drowning out all other thoughts and the stress from the mission, you didn't hear the knock at your door.

Keegan couldn't stop thinking about you. When you both got trapped inside that base, stuck between never-ending gunfire and explosions, his only thought was to get you out alive. He'd thought he'd lost you a few times, after the two of you had become seperated on numerous occasions. Seeing you emerge through a haze of dust or return to his side after a rather dangerous encounter, a light feeling formed in his chest. Having been around you for the last month or so, Keegan had grown quite fond of you.

Seeing you covered in dirt, grime and dried blood did something to him. He didn't know what exactly, but something deep inside him spurred him towards you door. You had left the plane in quite a hurry, which wasn't unusual according to Price. But Keegan needed to know that you were okay.

And that's how he found himself here. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. Probably against his better judgement, Keegan let himself in. Your room was much tidier than his, it appeared more homely and welcoming. He noticed the clothes on the bed, and the sound of running water coming from the next room. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, enough for some light to stream into the room. Then he realised, his eyes widening as his stomach backflipped.

Shit, you were in the shower. He definitely shouldn't be here right now.

As Keegan turned to leave, he suddenly felt a wave of nervousness wash over him as the water in the shower stopped running. Fuck. You would be out here any minute now, he had to get out. But of course, the universe had other plans.

The second Keegan spun around to leave, his foot caught on nothing. He cursed has he fell, smacking onto the concrete floor with a loud "Shit!"

He prayed to god that you didn't hear a thing, but the light that flooded the room told him otherwise. "What the fuck do you think you're doing!?"

You felt your face flush a bright red out of shock and anger as you watched Keegan roll over onto his side, his eyes meeting yours and going wide as saucers.

You knew that what he saw left little to the imagination. You were wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around your body, still soaking wet after leaping from the shower upon hearing a crash from your bedroom.

"I uh..." Keegan fumbled, searching for the right words to say.

Fuck. You were...fuck.

Your glare sent ice through his veins, your eyes narrowing dangerously on his form. "If you get out now, I will pretend this never happened. You have five seconds before I scream, and Simon is only just down the hall-"

Keegan jumped to his feet and raced out of your room before you could even finish your sentence. You watched as he scrambled for your door and disappeared down the hall, a nervous sigh leaving your lips.

You knew Keegan probably had the best intentions, but that didn't stop the embaressment of being caught in your towel from consuming you.

When he saw you the next morning, he apologised profusely, much to the confusion of Simon, Soap and Price. You accepted his apology, and told him that should he mention it again, you woud make sure he suffered a violent end.

[gunnrblze]

Thinking about how all the other Ghosts reacted to and coped with the insanity of sand viper, especially with Captain Gabriel “I’m actually fine, thanks” Rorke, who’s XP apparently only doubled upon experiencing the trauma.

I imagine they all had various degrees of post traumatic stress from the event, specifically Keegan, Ajax, and Merrick, who were all under the age of 20 at the time (I stillll cannot believe that’s realistic in any way, but canon age is canon age lmfao). But I wonder just how much they were all affected and how it all played out.

An almost 30 year old Lieutenant Walker, around the age we see Hesh in the game, who had two little boys (and maybe a wife still) at home. Do you think he thought about them after he fought for the civilians in that hospital? How did he feel being second in command during such an unprecedented, transformative event not only for his career, but for the world, really. Who wouldn’t idolize Rorke to the highest degree after leading such a team to victory?

How did a 19 year old navy seal Merrick cope with what was probably one of the first more major combat missions of his career? He’d only been a seal for two years up until this point. Did he imagine his father and grandfather, if they’d be proud of him for getting through unscathed? Both men were killed in their own military careers, but Merrick made it through, with this new team. He wasn’t even old enough to buy a drink yet, but he could help take on 500 enemy soldiers.

Keegan and Ajax were 16 and 17, literal children, who couldn’t have had any fucking clue what they were really doing. Until they did. They had to. Did they ever imagine themselves in a classroom instead? Hanging out with their friends instead of hiding under their deceased bloodied bodies in the desert sand? Did anybody ever tell them they deserved that life instead of this one?

If we knew more of Kick, Neptune, Torch and Grim, more could be said of how they might’ve handled it. But how does one really handle fighting until their gun runs out of ammo, until their knife blade dulls against enemy skin, until they’re left to fight with just their bare hands? How do you look at yourself in the mirror after becoming part of a force “so menacing and unbeatable, it can only be described as supernatural” over the course of just three days?

So how, pray tell, do you cope when your Captain only acts more level headed after the matter? All of the remaining soldiers were put under psychological evaluation, and Rorke went unaffected by it all.

How did they feel watching Rorke slip through the cracks and come out the other side more calm? Three days and nights of hell, and their commanding officer just goes “well…anyways” I’d personally go even more insane from that alone I think.

And additionally, what carbon fiber steel nervous system does Rorke have anyways? To not be outrightly traumatized by such an event in the first place is one thing, but to become better because of it? Sharper and clearer and focused, while his comrades were no doubt riddled with anxiety and nightmares at the least? It’s giving robot!

[gofishygo]

mito mito mito hihi 😋

i’ve been having some thoughts n i felt like sharing w the class newayssss

so i was having bubble tea earlier and i started thinking,,,,what cod characters would like it? i feel like price def wouldn’t,,simon wouldn’t mind it but he does def think its too sweet and proper tea is superior and blah blah blah (i acc don’t know im kinda divided on that like i hc him as a sweet tooth but bubble tea,,,ehhh i feel like he wouldn’t like it all that much like he’d be all grumbly about it,,, idfk

johnny and gaz i think would like it lots ,,

i also think alex wouldn’t like it abd farah would (i js like hc farah as this secret softie ok leave me alone 😞)

but THAT got me thinking,,,, what other food preferences would they have ?? i think gaz would rlly like sushi (saw a fan art of him on a sushi date w the reader and i forgot who made it but ):$/:)/&!:!!!!! it was so cute) and i also think gaz would handle spicy food well ?? and he would like seafood in general methinks (tryna think of some select seafood items he wouldn’t like but im drawing a blank bc im vegetarian shusbssjnsuen)

idrk ab simon and johnny and price,,,,,,out of them 3, i feel like simon or johnny would have the biggest sweet tooth (they’re on like completely dif ends of the spectrum character wise but shh i js know it) but they all eat A SHIT TON like the food could be burned or too salty or smth but if they’ve js come back from a mission then they’re eating that shit UP. and asking for seconds. and thirds. they would still give u food feedback if it’s some other day tho

also johnny is extremely passionate about haggis. no i have never tried it yes i js know he is ok moving on

KONIGGGG hmmmm,,,, i have no fucking idea lmao i think? a lot of german cusine involves bread and stuff,,,so……………i think he’d have rlly bland meals idk

i’ve been rlly into keegan lately but i cant come up w anything for him aaaa

also gaz would be the only one who knows how to use chopsticks. the others would learn fast being in the military and all but gaz and chopstick skills js make sense???

ANYWAY im soso sry for rambling sm lmao this is a lot of words,,,,,and this isn’t a req by any means !!! js needed to hear ur thoughts bc food is js calling to me like “ok but would blank character like this” like. urgh. ok im done now i think but yeah food preferences for cod characters of ur choice

ALSO !!! THE IOS SHARK STICKERS REMIND ME OF U,,,,,look at them$:!!;&:!3 OK IM ACC DONE NOW BYE BEY MITO HIPE U DONT FALL ASLEPE READING ALL THAT

AHHH hi weebun !! ^^ i was literally having bubble tea with my sister like a few hours ago and when i checked the inbox n saw this i BOLTED !! sorry for never responding to this, i forgot inbox existed..,

notes: shittily wrote as this as a warmup/just general yap :> sorry for messiness and incoordination.., platonic, no warnings !! unless ur lactose intolerant idk

so you'll be jus chillin w the 141 on base and then say something like "boba is absolute gas shits better than normal tea" and of course, since the majority of the taskforce is british, you get absolutely fucking jumped for it. like- keep in mind, you say this price, the NUMBER ONE TEA AND BISCUTS DEFENDER, so you do end up getting toilet duty for a week with the explanation of 'uncordial behaviour.'

but after your deployment, you are the one to arrange where the 141 meet up. it's a little ritual you guys have developed to stay connected in between missions, one that makes your friendship seem a bit more real. sometimes the only thing that keeps your eyes open and heart pumping. and since you're an absolute fucking menace, you ask if you can meet around the heart of london- and then drag them all into the nearest bubble tea store you can.

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price... doesn't end up liking it. takes a total of two sips, nearly chokes on the pearls, and then sets the cup down. he claims he's been around long enough to know that this- like many other foods, is probably some 'trendy millennial bullshit that'll disappear in a solid few', but that doesn't help ease the insane side eye that he gets from the cashier.

but to your surprise, ghost seems somewhat okay with it. his face doesnt really change (from what you can tell- his mouth is still hidden due to some face mask he put on), but he seems neutral, relaxed, even. he mutters something along the lines of how it isn't too bad, but it doesn't beat a cuppa- to which you chose to ignore, and how he'll probably just stick to having an earl grey in the mornings. but a few months later, you catch him at the same boba store, and you cant help but giggle to yourself.

soap fucking inhales the drink. its genuinely concerning, to say the very least. he seems to like.. unhinge his jaw like some kind of snake, and then inhales the whole drink in what you think is a millisecond. and since he's the only scotsman on the team- thinks the whole 'tea n biscuits' ritual his colleagues have is utter stupidity, so not only does he now FREQUENTLY drink boba because he likes it- he also drinks out of utter spite.

gaz is the only one with a seemingly respectable opinion about boba, unfortunately. he's had it before, multiple times- it appeals to his sweet tooth and is the occasional treat after long missions. but unlike you, gaz does not value peace, and seems to keep egging soap on in chugging unreasonable amounts of the drink. (and he doesnt mention it, as he does not want to face the same punishment as you did, but he thinks that bubble tea is sometimes, just sometimes better than his cuppa.)

masterlist (some of my other stuff is better promise)

[shellfish-thoughts]

🎥✨ MOVIE REVIEW ✨🎥

TRANSFORMERS ONE 🔥

Why was this movie so genuinely good? I saw no advertising for it, no one was really talking about it, and I saw very little to no press either! Because of that, I completely forgot this movie was coming out and was going to miss it. The jokes were surprisingly very adult/mature. I expected Paw Patrol type humor, but there were some explicit jokes. The dynamics between the characters were very well written, and the relationship between Optimus and Megatron was perfectly complex. The plot of the movie itself wasn’t innovative or crazy. It’s a prequel, so most aspects were predictable or already told in the Michael Bay movies, but still enjoyable.

The cast - stacked. The jokes - hit. The story - interesting. The vibes - immaculate. This movie scratched the little itch in my brain, so I’m happy. 🔥

I was a little skeptical about Chris Hemsworth as Optimus Prime, but I think he played the role well. He wasn’t perfect, not the voice I imagined for Optimus, but it was passable. Brian Tyree Henry was perfect as Megatron. Now that’s voice acting. Going from this sweet little robot to the menace of Megatron. *chef’s kiss* Keegan Michael Key was A STAR! He was so funny but not overbearingly. I don’t know how else to express it more than he was so funny, and it played so well in the movie. Of course, Jon Hamm, voicing our little villain as usual. Scarlett Johansson was there. I don’t think she really stood out, but she didn’t do poorly. 🤷🏻‍♀️

The only thing I’m confused about now is how this movie is related to the Michael Bay movies. Are the Michael Bay movies canon? Is Transformers One just a prequel to that series? Or are we going to get a different storyline, separate from the Michael Bay movies? I spent a lot of time in the movie predicting what would happen based on what I knew was coming from the other movies, but there were a few things I was wrong about … so I’m confused. ❓

Regardless, I’m extremely happy with this movie and I need the next one ASAP!

[machveil]

CoD Headcanon: General Keegan Russ Thoughts

I want to write for Keegan so bad, you guys don’t understand— so here’s some general headcanons because I need a baseline for when I write for him

found family oriented!! calling people ‘kid’, very protective of his team? yes and yes. he also has a canon age (38 in 2027, 35 as of 2024) which makes me immensely happy - he’ll take you under his wing, has solid advice and an easygoing attitude about helping you

quiet and has resting bitch face, but he’s nice when you get him talking. has a fast draining social battery outside of the field, he’ll talk and socialize when it’s called for, but otherwise he’s fine with letting people he’s close with talk for him

Keegan has an actual sense of fashion, it’s just very simple. keeps his civvies nice and clean, no holes or loose threads if he can help it. prefers a simple pair of jeans, a nice leather belt, maybe a black t-shirt - but, he’s a jacket man. owns a handful of bomber and leather jackets. he’s also got a small collection of nice, leather shoes, casual and formal, all taken care of and treated

in a platonic relationship, Keegan isn’t afraid of casual contact. a pat on the back here, a shoulder nudge there. ruffles your hair even if you complain about it. he’s great at maintaining eye contact, can you maintain eye contact? keep looking at those icy blue eyes, it feels like they’re staring into your soul. speaking of staring, another CoD man I vehemently believe will stare at you, no questions asked. cold gaze boring into you— when was the last time he blinked?

in a romantic relationship, Keegan is a provider through and through. you can work if you want to, he won’t moan about you leaving to put hours in, but he also wouldn’t mind you just staying home. he might look reserved and unapproachable, but with you? he’s all lopsided smiles and smitten gazes

pampers you, you might as well let him. he’ll come home with stuff for you just because he thought you might like it - a shirt with your favorite media’s logo on it, a coffee mug with a cute print, an item you like to collect. he’s very attentive, has a keen eye and sharp memory when it comes to you

Keegan P. Russ is a ‘babe’, ‘baby’, ‘babygirl’ sort of guy. period. ‘doll’, ‘pretty thing’, and ‘sweetheart’ are also on the table, and he will croon and coo at you, voice a little raspy as he gets your attention. and, oh, he’s making hard eye contact with you. he’ll chuckle if you look away, his intense gaze never faltering, “What? What’s wrong? Keep those pretty eyes on me, baby.”

also, Keegan is canonically fluent in Spanish… and with his voice? oh man, he’ll be lowly whispering into your ear, ‘corazón’, ‘amor’, ‘bebé’ - he doesn’t stop with the pet names, will not quit. if he hear’s a friend refer to you by your name he’ll jokingly correct them, “Who? Oh, you mean my baby?”

constantly a menace and he knows it. unlike Simon “Ghost” Riley who at least pretends he’s doing nothing, Keegan will make it known. you want him to come over to you? I don’t know, “What’s in it for me, doll face? A kiss? Make it two.”. he’ll dodge your hugs and kisses sometimes just to be a pain in the ass, gets a good chuckle out of him when you snap at him to just stand still already

low-key a brat sometimes, he likes messing with you because it gets his heart pumping, a pleasant warmth blooming in his chest. it’s less mean spirited, more ‘your cat loves you, but it will be a pain’ - if he ever goes too far he’ll apologize. he can read a room pretty well, but sometimes he can get a little too condescending when teasing you. he’s competent when it comes to communication, he’s got the emotional availability for it, soft spoken words and a hushed tone when he knows he messed up

Keegan Russ does his absolute best to make you feel loved - platonic and romantic. he’ll listen to you intently, body relaxed as he takes in your words and voice. he makes sure people listen to you when you speak, if someone tries talking over you Keegan will shut them down immediately, encouraging you to keep talking. he’ll wrap a protective arm around your shoulders, walking closest to the road when you’re out and about

he’d fight anyone that hurts or threatens his close-knit friends - his family. he’s the type to get silently emotional if one of his friends has to leave for a prolonged period of time, he knows they’re out there, but it feels like they’re gone. if you ever have to be away from him for more than a couple days, unrelated to deployments, Keegan is keeping in contact with you as best he can

guys I’m on my knees, send Keegan blurbs and thoughts to my inbox I need to write for this man my brain won’t shut up—

[umbranarts]

Keegan russ is the type of man who

-put milk before cereal

-wear sock-shoe then-sock and shoe in this order

-would enjoy spicy hot chocolates

-sleeps with socks on

-a pretty dark sense of humor

He’s a menace to society

Ps: made a mistake and had to fix it… sorry y’all 🔥