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them as dads [requested!]
this has been like 2 months in my drafts💀
characters: Logan walker, David hesh walker, Keegan p. russ, Thomas A. merrick, Kick
notes: fluffy asf, you decide what is the gender of the baby, k/n refers to "kid name"
summary: They’ve survived war, impossible odds, and the weight of their pasts. But nothing could have prepared them for fatherhood.
They’ve faced life-or-death missions, impossible odds, and the weight of war. But nothing—nothing—could have prepared them for this moment, no this is not a new level this is a new life for them.
ok but before we start you gotta choose your baby a boy or a girl!😍
Logan walker:
Before the baby was born, he was nervous. Didn’t think he’d be a good dad. But the second he held them? Game over.
The first time he holds your newborn, he just stares for a long time, completely still. He’s never been one to show big emotions, but his eyes say everything—pure love, He was afraid to lift them up a bit to his lips and peck their forehead :(
He gets up for late-night feedings without a word. One night, you wake up and find him in the rocking chair, gently swaying with the baby on his chest, "You can put them back in the crib, babe." you said Resting your hand on his shoulder which he shrugged with a smile "They’re fine here." (Translation: I don’t want to move them.)
Whenever the baby grabs his finger in their tiny hands, he just stares at them in awe, as if he still can’t believe they’re real.
The baby loves the sound of his heartbeat. Anytime they’re fussy, he just lays them on his chest, and boom—instant calm.
He may not be the most expressive, but if he ever catches you and the baby sleeping together, he just watches for a moment, quietly smiling to himself, thinking how he got here.
His kid starts crying, and Logan, despite being tired, doesn't hesitate. He picks them up carefully, rocking them slowly back and forth.
“Hey, it’s okay. Dad’s here…”
There’s something about holding his baby that makes the world feel quieter. It's the kind of calm Logan has rarely experienced in his life.
Feeding Time: Logan’s the type to make sure everything is perfect when it’s time for a meal. He’s the dad who prepares the food and is very particular about making sure the spoon isn’t too hot.
Logan’s Thought “I’m not sure if I’m doing this right. Why does this seem so complicated?”
You’re both sitting on the couch, and Logan is holding the baby bottle with one hand, awkwardly trying to get your little one to latch on. He’s focused, quiet, but there’s a softness in his eyes.
Logan: “You’re safe. Everything’s good. Just eat, little one.”
You smile softly from the side, watching as Logan’s usual stoic expression softens when the baby starts drinking. His hands are careful, his movements slow and gentle.
Smilingsoftly to you “I never thought I’d be doing this.”
You laugh quietly. “You’re doing great.”
with a small smirk “Yeah, well, I’ve got a lot to learn.”
Teaching to Talk:
You and Logan are sitting on the floor with the baby in front of you both. They’re about six months old, staring at your lips as you encourage them to say their first words.
Logan has a faint smile on his face as he watches the baby’s little hands reach for your lips.
With patient “Say ‘mama.’ Can you say ‘mama’?”The baby coos and gurgles, but no words.
Logan watches, nodding in agreement.
Then the gentle tone of logan “Come on, kid. You can do it. Say ‘dada.’” The baby makes a tiny noise, which could almost be construed as ‘dada.’ Logan looks over at you, grinning.
“Dada. That’s my boy/girl.” him saying proudly.
“It’s hard to believe they’re growing up this fast.”
The baby is starting to take their first steps, and you and Logan are ready for it. He watches intently, waiting to catch them if they stumble.
You with excited tone “Come on, sweetie! You’ve got this.”
Logan gently sets the baby on their feet, keeping a steady hand just in case. The baby takes a shaky step, then another. Logan grins.
Logan encouraging his little one “Good job, kiddo. Keep going. Just like that.”
You’re both so proud, and Logan’s eyes soften with that familiar protectiveness.
He muttered quietly to you “They’re already making progress. It feels like just yesterday they were in my arms so small.”
He’s not a man of many words, but his actions speak louder than anything.
You catch him lying on the couch, your toddler sprawled across his chest, both of them fast asleep. He stirs a little when you take a picture but doesn’t wake up.
He loves watching you and your child interact. There’s a quiet fondness in his eyes whenever he sees you both laughing together.
Logan isn’t the loud, over-the-top dad—he’s the one who’s always there. Present, patient, protective in ways that don’t always need words.
When his toddler wakes up crying at night, Logan doesn’t rush—he just picks them up, rubs their back, and hums softly until they calm down.
Has a habit of resting his chin on top of his kid’s head when he hugs them. It’s a subtle, grounding thing for him.
His toddler steals his mask and waddles around in it, dragging his vest behind them.
“Look, Daddy! I’m you!”
Logan just smirks, ruffles their hair, and mutters, “Not yet, kid.”
The quiet but super protective dad.
Probably the "cool" parent who lets his kids stay up a little longer if they beg enough.
If his kid gets scared at night, he doesn’t say much—just picks them up and lets them sleep on his chest.
David "hesh" walker:
He was already excited. that's it.
The first time he holds the baby, he grins so hard it looks like his face might break. "hey Look at them!" He said with his warm, dripping tone looking at them PROUDLY, "Who ever thought..."
He insists on “introducing” the baby to everything in the house, Hesh, holding the baby up like Simba“And this... is the couch. You’re gonna spit up on it a lot.” You lost your heart already at this sight "Oh my god david not like this!!"
Hesh is the kind of dad who’ll talk to his baby like they’re already understanding him, often teasing them in a playful way.
That's why his baby start talking early and understanding cuz hesh is talking to them like normal human.
He talks to them as if they understand every word. “You’re a good kid. I promise, I’ll be here when you need me.”
Sometimes, when the baby cries and you’re exhausted, he gets in with his smile a proud one, acting like a hero who will solve problems—“Don’t worry, I got this.” while holding your shoulder, then proceeds to rock them while pacing around the room, yep. he needs your help.
Whenever the baby falls asleep in his arms, he refuses to move. “I don’t care if my arm falls off, I’m not waking them up!.”
He can't help but wondering if he do what elias used to do with him and logan from raising and taking care of.
Feeding Time: Hesh has absolutely no chill when it comes to feeding. He tries to get the baby to eat everything, like he was crushing the cookies and put them in a spoon like a cereal because why not.
You’re both in the kitchen, and Hesh is trying to feed the baby their first solid food. He’s a little nervous but tries to hide it.
“C’mon, little one, let’s get some food in you. You gotta grow big and strong like your old man.”
The baby makes a funny face, unsure of the new taste, but Hesh is laughing.
“Yeah, I know. It’s a bit weird at first, but you’ll get used to it.”
You stand beside him, holding the baby’s bib in place.
“I think you’re doing just fine.”
“Better than I expected, that’s for sure.”
Teaching to Talk: When the baby starts saying their first words, Hesh loves it. Every new word is a reason for a celebration.
You and Hesh are sitting on the floor, the baby in front of you both. Hesh is trying to get the baby to say their first word, clearly determined to be “dada.”
Hesh being the cheerleader “Say ‘dada,’ come on, you can do it.”
The baby babbles, but no word comes out. Hesh smiles, patient.
“It’ll come, don’t worry. First word’s gotta be ‘dada.’”
You chuckled at him “Not if I have anything to say about it.”
Hesh with a faint smile “Alright, we’ll see who they say first.”
You and Hesh are in the living room, baby on the floor, trying to get them to walk. Hesh gently places his hands under the baby’s arms and lifts them to their feet.
The baby stumbles but starts taking a few shaky steps toward you. Hesh watches in awe.
And he was so damn proud about it“That’s my kid. You got it.”
“They’re definitely taking after you.”Hesh smiles and chuckles softly.
“Let’s hope they don’t end up as clumsy as me.” way to go hesh...
Hesh is the “fun dad”—the one who hypes up his kid like they’re a superstar.
Every little thing they do? He’s cheering for them so softly and warming it's like he showed the most deserved man to be a dad. "hey look at that throw! that's my kid!"
Discipline? Struggles with it because he hates seeing his kid upset, but he’s firm when needed.
If his kid ever has a bad day, he immediately finds a way to cheer them up—ice cream, movie night, or just roughhousing in the backyard.
Protective? Absolutely. If anyone messes with his kid? That Walker temper shows real fast.
He tries to teach his kid how to trash talk during a game.
“Okay, k/n, say this—‘Nice try, better luck next time!’”
Later, his toddler absolutely DESTROYS another kid in a game and yells, “YOU SUCK, GET BETTER!”
“NONONO—THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT.”
Then he keeps tricking the baby not to say any bad words in front of you
The fun and affectionate dad
He’s the dad who calls out, “Where’s my little champ?!” when he comes home, just to hear the sound of tiny feet running toward him.
Keegan p. russ:
u i a io ui ii io (srry just preparing)
The moment he holds the baby, he freezes. He’s seen combat, survived impossible missions—but this tiny, fragile little human? Terrifying.
How do I even do this? He’s more comfortable with missions, with strategy—but a tiny human?
He holds the baby awkwardly at first, but once they latch onto his finger, he feels an overwhelming rush of emotion.
He’s super careful with them, holding them like they’re made of glass. “Are you sure I’m doing this right?”
The first time they grab his finger, his breath catches in his throat. He doesn’t say anything, but later, you find him staring at his hand, like he’s still processing it.
When he thinks no one’s watching, he talks to them in the softest voice. “You got your mom’s nose, huh? Lucky you.”
You catch him pacing the room at 3 AM, whispering to the baby while rocking them. “You really don’t need to cry this much, y’know?” In the most soothing way ever.
The first time your kid falls asleep on his lap, he doesn’t move for two hours. You find him just sitting there, hand resting gently on their back.
Feeding Time: Keegan is super chill about feeding, but he’s the first one to notice when the baby is definitely not eating, he once decided to let you asleep and takes the responsibility to feed the baby.
“Did you feed them yet?” you entering the kitchen to find keegan has already finished
Him sitting on a chait arms on his chest eyes closed“Yeah, but they just threw it on the floor. Like I said, it’s not my problem.” yep it is not his problem to clean the floor.
He’ll sit down, grab the baby’s hand gently, and show them how to hold the spoon properly, though he’s secretly a little proud of how fast they’re learning.
He grins at the baby “Yeah, you’re gonna be a pro at this in no time. Just don’t use the floor as your plate, alright?”
Teaching to Talk: Keegan doesn’t push the baby too hard, but he’s got his moments when he tries to teach them.
You and Keegan are sitting on the floor with the baby, encouraging them to say their first words. Keegan keeps repeating "dada," trying to get them to say it.
“C’mon, say ‘dada.’ You can do it.”
The baby coos, but no word yet. Keegan patiently tries again.
“Say ‘dada,’ kid. It’s easy.”
You watch him with a soft smile, noticing how calm he is with the baby.
The baby’s trying to stand, and Keegan’s holding their hands, guiding them. He’s firm but gentle, watching every little move.
“Alright, you got this. Just take a step.”
The baby stumbles, but Keegan catches them immediately. He grins, a little proud of the first attempt.
“Hey, no rush. You’ll get it. Just take your time.”
You catch him later in the corner of the room, quietly cheering them on as they take their first steps towards him. “That’s my kid.” lifting them up and giving them a soft kiss on the cheek
Keegan never thought he’d be a dad. The idea terrified him.
But the first time he holds his baby? That’s it. He’s gone. They’re his entire world.
Tries to be the “cool, quiet” dad, but his kid completely shatters that image. They tug on his sleeves, climb on him, and drag him into their little adventures.
Affection? He’s not the best with words, but he shows love through actions—fixing broken toys, remembering small details, being the first one awake to comfort them after a nightmare.
Yeah like this man won't sleep the minute the kis sleeps no, He will wait like 2 or 3 hours like in case they wake up or something.
Discipline? His kid rarely misbehaves because Keegan’s quiet disappointment is worse than any punishment.
Secretly loves it when his kid falls asleep on him. Won’t move for hours if it means they stay comfortable.
“Daddy, can you braid my hair?” (if the kid is a girl)
“I don’t know how.”
Cue Keegan watching hair-braiding tutorials at 2 AM.
When your kid is scared, he doesn’t baby them but reassures them calmly. “Nothing’s gonna get you. I’m right here.” It always works.
If his kid is climbing something? Keegan is already behind them, hands out, ready to catch them.
If they look sad? He just hands them their favorite snack or cookies that you told not to eat after dinner he just want the kid to pass this.
Teaches them how to be quiet but dangerous.“Dad, I snuck up on you!”
Keegan, who knew they were there the whole time watching TV “Yeah. Sure you did.”
Awkward with affection. But his kid doesn’t care—they just climb into his lap, hug him, and refuse to let go.He sighs like he’s annoyed, but he’s not. Not even a little.
If His kid is too much like him, like being quite and never says anything
"Talk to me, kid."
"I'm fine, dad."
"...Damn it." turn his head, thinking this is a curse for his kid to be so silent about his problems like him.
Thomas A. merrick:
The second he holds them, he just exhales slowly, and you can tell he’s completely smitten.
Quietly devoted, strong, and calm. Merrick is the kind of dad who can be serious and focused but always has a gentle, protective side when it comes to his baby.
He’s a man of action, but when the baby is placed in his arms, it’s the one thing that makes him stop and reflect.
the baby gets fussy, he hums—deep, soothing tones that somehow work like magic.He’s super patient with late-night wake-ups. If you’re exhausted, he tells you, “Go back to sleep. I got ‘em.” when he’s holding them, he just looks at you and shakes his head with a smile. “We made a good one.”
Loves doing skin-to-skin contact, just resting the baby on his chest while he leans back on the couch. They always fall asleep that way.
Merrick wakes up early, always making sure to prepare the baby’s things before he go to work. He’s very organized, almost too much at times. But he’ll never complain about the work—it’s just part of his commitment to his family.
Lowkey has a soft spot for baby giggles. The second they start laughing, he’s doing whatever it takes to keep them going.
Feeding Time: Merrick’s the dad who always has a backup plan for everything, and feeding is no different. He’ll get the baby to try new foods—anything to expand their palate.
“Come on, just one bite. You’re gonna love it.”
“I don’t think they’ll like that.”
“Watch me. They just don’t know it yet.”
The baby eats the food with minimal protest.
You impressed raising your both hands in kind of giving up: “Okay, maybe you were right.”
Smirking “I know what I’m doing baby.”
Teaching to Talk:
He might not be the most talkative when it comes to baby talk, but there’s something about him holding his baby that feels solid, reassuring. Merrick is very methodical when teaching the baby to speak. He’s patient and will repeat words several times.
Repeating “dada” in a quiet, patient voice. He’s not one for a lot of baby talk, but he’s genuinely trying to help the baby learn.
“Say ‘dada.’ You can do it.”
The baby responds with some babbling, but no words yet.
“That’s alright. You’ll get it.”
Merrick is super strong, so when he holds the baby, it’s like the safest place in the world. You’ll sometimes catch him gently swaying as if he’s thinking, even though the baby is happily asleep in his arms.
If your child gets hurt, he goes into full military medic mode. “It’s just a scratch, but we’re gonna clean it up properly. Hold still.”
The type to instinctively catch his kid if they trip—even if he’s across the room
“How did you do that?”
shrugs “Reflex.”
Merrick was born to be a dad. Calm, wise, Tough and just has his life together.
The most prepared father ever. Has the diaper bag fully stocked, extra blankets on hand, and somehow already knows how to swaddle perfectly.
Secretly super soft when it comes to you. He gives your child little forehead kisses, but when you tease him about it, he just grumbles, “Don’t start.”
The ultimate “dad mode” parent—commands respect but is also super caring.
Would absolutely destroy anyone who hurts his child, no hesitation.
His presence alone is comforting—his kid always runs to him.
Encouraging but firm. Pushes his kid to be their best, but never pressures them.
The type of dad who teaches them life skills early—how to tie knots, how to fix things, how to navigate. (ofc he won't force them)
Biggest cheerleader. If his kid ever doubts themselves, Merrick reminds them exactly what they’re capable of.
His kid tries to get away with swearing.
Merrick just stares at them not in a scary way or something“You wanna try that again kiddo?”
Instant regret. “Uh… fudge?”
“That’s what I thought.”
once when he tried to leave for his work when he gave the baby a kiss on his head then walking to the door, but that stopped when the baby start fussing about him slightly disappear behind the door.
merrick not wasting any time closing the door and getting back to the place "nevermind I will retire".
His kid is fascinated by his war stories, but he makes sure they know the difference between reality and fiction.
He lets them make mistakes, but he’s always there to guide them back.
Merrick is the dad that everyone wishes they had (yeah im running out of ideas).
Kick:
It happened before mirrage like 3 or 4 being lovely partners and no one even had the thought about it
but it happened XD
Acts like he’s totally cool about being a dad, but the second he holds the baby, he’s done for. You find him staring at them, just completely fascinated, You shrugged, find him staring at them, just completely Lost.“You okay?” he didn't even lift his head to look at you “They’re just... really small.”
When the baby gets a little older, Kick’s all in with the physical play. He’s the dad who will “pretend” to be a superhero and will throw them up in the air (safe and sound, of course!) just to hear them giggle.
"OH MY GOD KICK??" ofc you had heart attack.
“Don’t worry, they’re in safe hands. Daddy’s got them.” him smirking at you while the baby is almost done from giggling.
He’s so hands-on, so engaged, that you have to remind him to give the baby some space to crawl on their own.
Feeding Time: Kick acts like it’s no big deal, but he’s definitely the one to crack jokes to get the baby to eat.
You sighing but trying to keep the smile on your face for tricking the baby into eating “Come on, just eat your veggies.”
Kick holding up a spoon to them“Oh, you don’t like broccoli? Shocking kiddo.”
Baby looking at the broccoli turning his face away not wanting to eat
“Wait, how did I know that was coming?”
“Oh my god kick you're not helping!”
Teaching to Talk: Kick is so sarcastic about it. The first time the baby says a word, he acts like it’s the most monumental thing in the world.
Kick is trying to teach the baby to say “dada” first, but his approach is playful and silly.
“C’mon, kiddo, say ‘dada.’ I’m right here.”
The baby giggles at his antics, but no word just yet.
“You’ll be saying it in no time. You can’t resist this face.” Kick said as he point at his face with his two index fingers.
Baby saying “no” for the first time “No!”
Kick deadpan“Well, that’s just rude.”
When the baby’s old enough to squirm and wiggle, Kick just watches in amusement.
You looking at how your kiddo has grown up “I don’t think they want to sit still.”
Kick shaking his head with a chuckle“It’s a phase. But if I try to hold them still, they’ll just squirm out of my grip and think it’s hilarious.”
"yeah sounds like you" giving him a wink, which led him to give you a half gazed eyes
The chill but sarcastic dad.
Has an “if it ain’t life-threatening, you’ll be fine” parenting style.
The definition of unbothered but somehow always has things under control.
He has this natural Dad Reflex. One time, your kid spills something, and without looking up, he just reaches over and catches the cup mid-air.
you catch him adjusting your kid’s blanket at night, read stories and he gets into them so much. especially when he gets to a plot part "christ??" Him eyes widened at the kids stories
You and Kick argue playfully about who’s the favorite parent.
“They like me more.”
“No shot. I’m the fun one.”
Your child chooses the dog instead.
You find him napping on the couch, your kid curled up beside him, using his arm as a pillow.
He doesn’t even wake up—just shifts slightly to pull them closer.
Changes diapers with zero complaints, but absolutely roasts the baby while doing it.
“Man, how did something this tiny make this much of a mess?”
When the baby cries, he picks them up, holds them against his chest, and just walks around the house, murmuring “Shh, Daddy's got you.”
He acts chill about it, but if someone else in the family gathering or a party is holding the baby for too long, he’s suddenly right there. “Yeah, okay, hand ‘em back now.”
He loves laying the baby on his chest and pretending to be asleep just so they fall asleep too.
The laid-back dad who somehow always knows what’s going on.
His kid thinks they’re being sneaky? Nope. Kick already knows.
“Nice try, kid. I did the same thing when I was your age.” ahh dad type
Kick is unbothered. His kid is climbing the furniture? He waits to see if they’ll figure it out themselves before stepping in. (but ofc he will be some kind close to them).
The “cool” dad who lets his kid do fun stuff, but only if they do it right.
“Wanna learn how to fight? Cool. But you’re learning proper form first.”
His kid tries to trick him with a fake injury.
Kick just stares at them with a smile. "Nice acting. You want an Oscar for that?"
“Ugh, fine, I’m not hurt.”
“Yeah, thought so.”
His kid tries to trick him into letting them stay up late.
A lot of "Nice try" words
"Mom just told me I could!"
Kick, without looking up "Nice try she’s asleep."
Somehow always knows when they’re lying."Did you break this?"
"No?"
"Alright..." he said with a smile "well guess I will get back to the records of my secret cameras"
"OKAY OKAY I DID THIS"
Yeah uhm i'm bored and wanna share my very VERY fav characters from every cod game bye. (PLZ HMU IF YOU THE SAME THING)
I wish i could hibernate like a bear.
what is my life😔💔kids ain't got none to eat 💔da house is gone💔💔...all because i am posting these shitposts
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Use the phone + Text you!
Characters: Logan walker, hesh walker, keegan russ, kick, merrick.
X GN! reader!
notes: idk it's safe.
Logan walker:
Not big on texting—he's more of a "call if it's important" guy.
He doesn't even remember how he got the phone.
Old but reliable Samsung Galaxy S21 (won’t upgrade unless it literally dies).
Phone case? Just raw-dogging that phone like a menace. The screen is cracked as hell, but Fix it everytime.
The lock screen of his phone: A stock wallpaper of mountains because he never bothered to change it.
He put it On vibrate 24/7. If it makes a sound, he's confused.
But ofc he feels it when you call or smth.
Battery is always at 5-10% even though he don't use it so much but the battery gone low by itself😔.
He forgets to charge it and just borrows Hesh’s charger.
One-hand texter—his replies are short because he hates typing.
Probably doesn’t have social media? He would have whatsapp, messages and instagram! you told him to make but he just leave it and never enter the app💀
But has Google Maps and a weather app for no reason.
If he texts you, it's short but meaningful:
"You good?" His way of saying he cares
"Will Be home soon." Which could mean in 3 hours or 3 weeks
Will shock you, because you were kinda hesitated to send him a meme, so when you did send him a meme, he'll react with either "😂" or "?" depending on if he gets it.
This shocked you asf cuz you didn't know he understand memes.
This gave you butterflies.
Doesn’t use emojis, barely types full sentences.
You: "Did you eat?"
Logan: "Yeah. You?"
You: "What did you eat?"
Logan: "Food."
You: "Curse you i just asked."
Logan: "Y/n I have been eating for my entire life why i wouldn't now?"
Takes accidental blurry pics of stuff he finds interesting (like a cool sunset or a random stray dog).
You get unintentional thirst traps of him sweaty after training.
If you compliment him Logan: "Didn’t mean to send that."
You: "Sure you didn’t. 👀"
You sent him cupcake remixes songs.
If you call, he picks up but doesn’t talk much—just listens to your voice."Mhm. Yeah. Miss you too." (He smiles but doesn’t say much)
He shrugs when you asked him if he will come back "Yeah, of course! Where i would go anywhere else?"
Hesh walker:
IPhone 12 Pro Max (YEAH FIGHT ME FIGHT ME👺) – Upgraded because he needed better battery life for all his texting.
Clear case with a germa shepherd on the back. Super protective case because he’s broken too many phones.
Homescreen: A Ghosts team Logo
Lockscreen: A picture of Riley sleeping ("He looks majestic.")
Ringtone: Something dumb like "Danger Zone" or an old classic rock song.
Sends way too many gifs and voice messages If he is lazy.
Has a million notifications but replies to you instantly.
Somehow has 100 unread messages from people he doesn't acknowledge them but they know him since he is kind of famousin the field but replies to yours instantly.
Camera roll? 90% nature pic and riley, 10% squad pics, and a secret album of cute pics of you (you don't even know abt it he is like so cool abt it too).
The most normal texter in the squad. Fast responses, actually uses punctuation.
Sends dumb jokes, random pictures, and voice notes of him teasing you.
"Dad just gave the longest speech ever, send help."
[Pic of Riley napping] "He stole my seat. Again."
Uses his phone for music, probably has a playlist of classic rock and hype songs.
Definitely texts you mid-work if he’s stuck waiting for something "Low-key bored. What are you doing?"
Yes he uses social media, especially whatsapp, insta and massenger!
Has a lot of messages from other people He doesn't even know.
You’re his favorite person to text.
"You won’t believe what I fuckin' just did—Dude I tripped over Riley’s toy and tried to act like it didn’t happen in front of logan."
"Mission sucked. But thinking about you made it better."
Sends selfies, pics of Riley, and random squad candids.
[Sends a pic of himself in gear] "Your man looks good today, huh?"
You acted like cupcake's remixes😍🙏🏻.
[Sends a pic of Logan asleep on the couch] "Took this at my own risk."
If you don’t reply fast or didn't send him morning or evening messages he would go with: "Helloooo??? Where’s my daily appreciation text??"
Calls you before and after missions."Yo, just checking in. You good? Need anything?"
When he’s tired, his voice gets softer: "Wish I was home with you right now."
His phone charge getting like 85-70% but then logan ruined his charger since he use it so much but hesh never complain abt it.
Keegan p russ:
Google Pixel 8 Pro Minimalist, good for low-light pics (probably why he picked it).
Black matte case, no design. Practical, sleek, untraceable vibes.
Homescreen: Dark-themed clockLockscreen: A night sky "It’s calming."
Ringtone: Default Pixel tone, but it’s always on silent.
Turns off read receipts and disables typing indicators.
Only 5 apps installed: Messaging, maps, camera, notes, and WhatApp.
Camera roll? Basically empty except for surveillance photos and one random blurry pic of you.
Doesn’t use his phone unless necessary when you call so much. Half the time, it’s either dead or on silent.
Dryest texter ever."Ok."
"See you."
But once he shocked you with a message showing he cares through text, i mean he is like logan save his emotions in real life!.
He really cares about you, you get slightly longer texts:
"Stay inside tonight. Got a bad feeling."
"Be safe." Sent at 3AM, no explanation.
If you call him, he might answer, but expect a "What’s up?" and then silence while he waits for you to talk.
Responds hours later but it’s never on purpose. Just forgets.
You: "You alive??"
Keegan: "Yeah." 6 hours later
You: "That’s all I get?"
Keegan: "Been busy."
Never takes pictures but if he does, they’re surprisingly nice candid shots of you when you’re not looking.
"Thought you’d like this." (It’s a picture of the night sky because he knows you love it)
If you send him a selfie, he just replies (after hours) "Pretty."
THEN ASAP SAVES THE PIC.
Phone Calls: Rare but deep."You don’t have to talk, just stay on the line with me."
He say this if he got a brooding feelings inside.
If he’s on a dangerous mission, he’ll call you before it and just say: "Don’t worry about me. Just wanted to hear your voice." yeah he was desperate.
Thomas merrick:
Huawei Y9 bye.
Black leather case—very executive and no-nonsense.
Homescreen: A Ghosts insignia
Lockscreen: A motivational quote like "Discipline is freedom." (please yall tell me you see the vision)
Ringtone: Loudest default ringtone that woke up the whole base (so he never misses a call cuz he use it for job!).
Prefers calls over texts. If you text him something long, he’ll just call, Doesn't do small talk over text but prefers actual phone calls when he has time.
Very formal texter—uses punctuation and full sentences.
Camera roll? Mostly mission photos, but has one saved picture of you (doesn’t talk about it).
Barely touches his phone. Work comes first.
If he texts, it’s super direct and practical.
"Landed. Safe."
"You need anything?"
If you text him something dumb, he’ll just leave you on read.
Might check his phone once in a while but never during briefings.
You’ll never catch him scrolling through social media. Ever.
Straight to the point, but sometimes softens up for you cuz once you notice he never eat like usual so you remind him.
You: "Don’t forget to eat."
Merrick: "I won’t."
You: "I know you’re lying."
Merrick: "Fine. I’ll eat. Happy?" he didn't lol.
Doesn’t take pictures unless you ask. If you ask for a selfie, he would be confused and stuff cuz here never did take a selfie telling you he will come back anyway.
But when he come to your house, he takes pictures of you, not himself.
Like i said her prefer phone calls especially when he is free.
His voice is calm and steady, but you can tell he relaxes when he hears you.
"You alright?" His way of saying he cares
If you’re upset and wanna yapp, he stays on the phone until you calm down. No rushed words—just listens.
Barely on his phone unless he’s checking mission reports. If you text, expect a reply in 2-5 business hours.
Kick:
What if i told yall he's got the money to buy iphone 15 pro max😔?you wouldn't believe me.
GUYS GUYS GUYS!, I know yall would come to me saying "GIRL WHO BUY IPHONE 15 HE'S BROKE IN THIS HALF APOCALYPSE WORLD"
Guys think abt it's 2027 there could be IPHONE 17!! SO kick broke ass bought IPHONE15!!
The only reason he chose it because he think ios is the safest program
fully jailbroken (probably has custom security software on it).
Some shockproof tactical case "Gotta be prepared." (for what😭)
Homescreen: A digital clock widget with a custom UI.
Lockscreen: A sci-fi looking interface with data widgets yes he was excited abt his phone that he organized it.
Ringtone: Custom-made—probably a futuristic beeping sound made the gang looking around smoothly thinking they got into space or smth.
Has two phones—one for work (Some random old galaxy) and one personal for you and other contact (the iphone)
"Yall don't deserve to be talked by this masterpiece".
He has all the social medias, talking with people he knows! but not that active.
The tech-savvy one. Probably has all the best apps and knows how to use them.
Can type ridiculously fast. His texts are fast and efficient but lowkey sarcastic.
Camera roll? Mostly encrypted files, but has a high-quality photo of you looking cool.
50% memes, 30% gym pics, 20% pictures of you.
Texts fast but types like a hacker—always looks like he’s in a rush.
"KICK STOP COMING ONLINE THEN OFFLINE THEN DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN!!" that's because he answer you but then disapper then answer you again like he leave the app so many times.
"ETA 5 min. U good?"
"Saw this and thought of u [sends a random gadget or meme]"
You know memes like a lot, but him, he send you stuff that u will never unserstand it.
The guy who helps fix everyone else's phones when they break them.
Lowkey a gamer. Might send you a "Wanna play something later?" text when he actually has time off and bored.
types in perfect grammar but all lowercase because he’s too lazy.
You: "What are you up to?"
Kick: "fixing some encrypted comms. you?"
You: "Being good ig."
Kick: "confirmed. always lookin' good"
Takes the best photos of you. Angles? Lighting? Perfect.
You: "Why do your shots look so good??"
Kick: "Not my shots cuz you're fint shyt"
Sends gym selfies like "Should I flex more? Nah, already flexing too much."
Again...cupcake remix.
"Don't have to say this, But be careful out there, okay?❤️"
Super chill over the phone. Probably calls you when he’s working on tech stuff just to have company.
"Talk to me while I work. Keeps me focused."
"There is no way..."
"way."
HII can you write riley X reader!💋😏😍🙏🏻
WHAT THE HELL??, sure.
[that request was like weeks ago HELPPPP I CANT BELIEVE I WROTE THIS]
No time to explain...
It was a cold, lonely evening when you found him.
A small, weak, starving German Shepherd shivering under a streetlight, looking like a tragic protagonist in a war movie. His ribs poked out. His eyes, glassy and desperate. You froze. The wind howled around you. The world slowed.
You couldn’t just walk away. You wouldn’t.
With trembling hands, you reached into your bag and pulled out your last sandwich—your favorite sandwich. You hesitated. Did you really have to give him the whole thing?
But one look at that little face, and you knew.
"Take it, buddy," you whispered, voice breaking like this was the emotional climax of a Hollywood film. "Live."
The pup devoured it in seconds, his little tail wagging weakly. Then he was gone.
You never saw him again.
Until tonight.
The battlefield burned around you. Gunfire echoed. Everything was chaos. You were cornered, breathing hard, blood dripping down your temple. This was it. The end.
Then—
SCREEEEECH.
A black SUV came barreling down the dirt road, kicking up dust, headlights blinding. The door swung open before the car even stopped.
You shielded your eyes from the dust, coughing. Who the hell was driving like this?
Then, you heard the voice.
"NO TIME TO EXPLAIN. GET IN THE CAR."
Your blood ran cold. That voice. It was deep. Commanding. Heroic.
You turned slowly.
And there, sitting in the driver’s seat… was a German Shepherd.
A combat vest. Tactical headset. Dog goggles reflecting the flames of battle. Paws gripping the wheel.
It was Riley.
Your knees buckled.
"NO. WAY."
Riley snarled.
"GET IN, SOLDIER."
Your body moved before your brain could process. You dove into the passenger seat, slamming the door shut as Riley floored it, tires screeching.
You stared at him. Mouth open. Shaking.
"...Riley. YOU’RE A DOG. HOW ARE YOU DRIVING?"
His dog goggles glinted in the streetlights as he took a sharp turn, dodging an explosion WITHOUT EVEN BLINKING.
"I SAID NO TIME TO EXPLAIN."
You gripped the dashboard, mind unraveling.
"...CAN YOU TALK? HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN ABLE TO TALK?"
Riley sighed, ears twitching. "Listen, I didn’t WANT you to find out like this. But fate has a way of catching up."
"FATE?! YOU’RE A DOG."
"AND YOU'RE SCREAMING IN MY CAR."
"...IT’S NOT EVEN YOUR CAR, YOU’RE A DOG."
"IT IS NOW."
You blinked in disbelief as Riley casually switched lanes with his PAW.
"I was trained for this," he muttered. "Ever since you fed me that sandwich, I knew... I owed you."
Your soul left your body.
"Riley. Please. You're literally a dog."
He just nodded, eyes locked on the road.
"I know."
You sat in the passenger seat, completely paralyzed. Every bone in your body refused to move as your brain fought to accept the impossible truth.
Riley, a literal dog, was driving an SUV at 110 mph like he had a mortgage and child support to pay.
Your mouth hung open. Your breath came out in shallow, broken gasps. You could still hear the echoes of gunfire in the distance, but nothing—NOTHING—could compare to the sheer psychological damage happening in your mind right now.
Riley, paws gripping the wheel, squinted at the road like a seasoned war veteran. The silence in the car was deafening.
Then, in the most casual, human-like voice you’ve ever heard…
"So, what’s up?"
You blinked. Your entire nervous system crashed like a Windows XP error.
“…Excuse me?”
Riley sighed, tilting his head slightly. "I asked what's up. You seem tense."
You stared at him. Stared at the wheel. Stared at his fluffy paws effortlessly steering. Then back at him.
Your hands clenched into fists. You inhaled sharply.
"UH. YOU KNOW. I WAS JUST ABOUT TO DIE, AND THEN YOU SHOWED UP DRIVING A WHOLE ASS CAR AND TALKING, SO YEAH, I'D SAY I'M A BIT ‘TENSE’ RIGHT NOW."
Riley side-eyed you through his dog goggles and clicked his tongue.
"Yeah, I gathered that, fucking idiot. Why don’t you tell me something I don’t know?"
You sat there. Dumbfounded.
Your brain searched for a response. There was none. Nothing. Just a void of pure confusion.
And then, as if this entire situation wasn’t unhinged enough, Riley took a deep breath, exhaled dramatically, and went:
"Alright, let's talk about the team."
He flexed his paws on the steering wheel like he was about to deliver the monologue of the century.
"Hesh," he started, shaking his head. "Poor bastard. Tries so hard. Always acting like he's got it together, like he's the leader, but you and I both know that kid is two bad days away from a full emotional breakdown."
You blinked. "...Damn."
"Logan," Riley continued, taking a casual turn WITH HIS PAW. "Bro doesn’t speak. Not that he can’t—he just won’t. Dead silent. Stone cold. But if you’ve ever seen him when he thinks no one's watching? Yeah. That man has absolutely cried in his room at 3 AM while listening to Linkin Park. I know it. I feel it in my soul."
You stared at him, unable to process how a DOG was delivering the most accurate character analysis you've ever heard.
Riley continued, eyes still on the road, like this was a podcast.
"Merrick." A deep sigh. "Man’s been through too much. You look into his eyes, and it’s just PTSD and caffeine. He won’t say it, but I know he wakes up in a cold sweat at least twice a week. He's got ‘haunted past’ written all over him. The dude deserves a nap."
Your mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again.
"Keegan." Riley let out a single, dry chuckle. "That guy? If brooding and trauma had a baby, it would be him. Man tries so hard to be intimidating, but let’s be real—he’s like a raccoon in a human body. He’ll disappear for 14 hours and come back like nothing happened. Probably sleeps in a vent somewhere. I respect it."
You couldn't BREATHE.
Riley wasn’t even looking at you anymore—he was just talking, like this was a TED Talk.
"Kick." Riley let out a low whistle. "Dude’s the most normal out of all of us, which is concerning. Like, why are you well-adjusted? What’s your secret? Are you hiding something? I keep an eye on him, just in case."
At this point, you were fully gripping your seatbelt like your life depended on it.
Then Riley’s voice dropped into something heavy. Emotional.
"...Elias."
A long pause.
A deep breath.
"...Good man. A leader. A father. A loss we’ll never recover from."
You actually felt a lump in your throat. What the hell was this? A eulogy?
You were about to say something, but then—
"Rorke, though? Absolute waste of human existence."
Your head snapped towards Riley so fast, you almost broke your neck.
"Oh—oh my god."
Riley continued, voice full of venom. "Rorke out here looking like a rejected Fast & Furious villain, but ain't fast or furious—just bald."
You choked.
"Looks like an evil stepdad who forces you to call him by his first name."
Tears. Actual tears formed in your eyes.
"I—Riley, please—"
"Man is bald as hell but wears a durag like it's gonna bring his hairline back."
You were GASPING FOR AIR.
Riley simply exhaled through his nose like he had just dropped wisdom upon the world.
You sat there, completely emotionally destroyed, as the SUV finally rolled up to your house.
Riley parked perfectly (because of course he did), put the car in park, and turned to you.
For the first time, he took off his goggles, locking eyes with you. His stare was intense. Soul-piercing.
"Remember this day."
Then, as if none of this ever happened, Riley opened the door with his paw, stepped out, and disappeared into the night.
Leaving you to question everything you had ever known.
"I JUST...."
"We are ghosts bitch."
🎶 Dramatic music swells. 🎶
[CREDITS ROLL.]
DIRECTED BY: Riley. WRITTEN BY: Riley. PRODUCED BY: Riley. STARRING: Riley.
If merrick had mistaken who is the elias's ghost mask for merrick: oh man for who?...i think it is for hesh cuase he is the oldest!
hand it to hesh
elias in his grave cause he is biased for logan:
Bored going to drop my music taste here (jokes on you it chages every week) and yes it is so messed up.
Discord server for cod ghosts fans in pinned post!also check rules before requesting!
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