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If Kick could, he'd totally be into urban exploration. Like, he'd love to go into old abandoned buildings and just see what he comes across. He'd most likely have a YouTube channel of his exploits.
"Yeah, I've been to this old hospital a few times. Shits fucking scary... but here I am again. Like & subscribe."
"Let me tell you about this one time I was exploring this old school... asbestos city, my dudes. Anyway, like & subscribe."
"Good thing I got my shots. This is a hallway of tetanus...man, this is so unsafe....haha why am I doing this?"
#BlackTacMopsi Writes Garbage#and then there's kick#call of duty kick#kick cod#cod ghosts#call of duty#call of duty ghosts
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Zjay's first day at Task Force Stalker, despite how jaded people seem to be, they're pretty welcoming👍
#cod ghosts#ajax cod#kick cod#keegan p russ#david hesh walker#logan walker#codg fanart#thomas a merrick#riley cod#shitpost
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Kick Masterlist
Gotcha Request Completed (Jan. 25, 2024)
Gn!Reader plays Uno with Kick. Starts with rage, ends with unspecified implications.
#cod kick#kick cod#call of duty ghosts kick#call of duty kick#kick call of duty#kick x reader#ghosts kick#kick ghosts
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No way in hell am I wrong
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On a Kick,kick
WHY IS HE SO FUCKING FINE ! I BARELY JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT HIM LIKE TWO DAYS AGO WTF !?!? UUUUUGGGGHHHHH
When I tell y'all I folded instantly
I need him (in me)🫶🫠
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errmm
come check out my poe acc!! i can't rlly boost on tt sobs
don't confuse me w kickfanboy ,, that is my boyfriend [he makes great bots too ,, check him out !!]
i hope to feed all the kick lovers out there [i might make other characters ,, but i aim to make mostly kick bots :3]
GIVE REQUESTS!! I WILL BE OPENING A FORM SOON ^^
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hesh/kick doodles 💥💥
#hesh/kick#hesh walker#kick cod#cod ghosts#david hesh walker#they r my everything#they ruined my life
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If I Wake Up And Accidentally Crawl Into Your Arms
Also posted onto Ao3
Fandom: Call of Duty: Ghosts
Summary: Written for Whumpril 2023 Day 2's Prompts of Stress, Insomnia and "Get some rest."
"But in times like this (times like right now, where he's sat up in bed, chewing at his own nails, praying to whatever the fuck is out there that he doesn't wake up Kick, blissfully asleep beside him) the thoughts aren't just incomprehensible noise. No. They all swirl back around to the same thing, discordant shrieks and wails crackling inside his head, sending ripples of pure discomfort to stretch across his skin- his nerves - under one unified point of interest.
The eye of the storm, the source of it all, is his brother.
His brother, who's out there somewhere. Alone. At the mercy of a merciless enemy.
Hesh wonders if their heads are just as loud as each other."
OR. Hesh struggles to sleep as the Ghosts search for Logan. Kick provides a little comfort.
Rating: Gen
Relationships: David "Hesh" Walker/Kick
Warning/labels: Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Stress, Insomnia, Self-Hatred, Sleep Deprivation
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Night hours were always the most conflicting for Hesh. While the day often brought an avalanche's worth of distractions - duties, responsibilities and the like - the night was mostly void of them. A time where the world became quiet; settled, even just a little.
In the day, the distractions made it easy for thoughts to escape. No time for dwelling, or mulling things over. Sometimes, it proved stressful. But most of the time, it was welcome. Hesh always preferred the physical, he didn't like to get stuck on things that he couldn't solve. Especially if said things weren't worth solving in the first place.
At night, though, the thoughts themselves are the distraction. Trapped, clouding around until thunderstorms raged on in his skull, making any semblance of sleep nigh-on impossible. Seemed like as soon as the sun sank down below the horizon, all of buzzing and noise around him found sanctuary inside his head. A lot of the time, there's so much going on that even Hesh himself doesn't know what he's thinking. It's all too loud; a cacophony of nothing and everything all at once.
But in times like this (times like right now, where he's sat up in bed, chewing at his own nails, praying to whatever the fuck is out there that he doesn't wake up Kick, blissfully asleep beside him) the thoughts aren't just incomprehensible noise. No. They all swirl back around to the same thing, discordant shrieks and wails crackling inside his head, sending ripples of pure discomfort to stretch across his skin- his nerves - under one unified point of interest.
The eye of the storm, the source of it all, is his brother.
His brother, who's out there somewhere. Alone. At the mercy of a merciless enemy.
Hesh wonders if their heads are just as loud as each other.
Fuck.
Logan's out there, and he's suffering; dying from the inside out and Hesh isn't helping. He's just... fucking around, fumbling like an idiot. Wasting day after day after day, getting nowhere closer to finding him, to bringing him back home, to safety.
It's been haunting him for a while, though he dreads to think of a solid measurement for it. Weeks, months, fucking years? He doesn't know right now. And either way, any stretch of time would be too long. In efforts to derail that particular train of thought, he shakes his head, instead laying his eyes on Kick. He's fast asleep, breaths steady, a contrast to the chaos raging on inside Hesh's head.
Kick is always steady. And Hesh would be lying if he wasn't a little envious of it. He's been heralded as a leader before; fuck, even Merrick seemed to think as much. And maybe he was, at some point. But now, ever since... the beach... he's been out of sorts. Seems like Rorke kicked the leader qualities right out of his fucking head, because God knows he's nothing more than a mess, even if he's mostly able to keep it under wraps, only letting it show around the other Ghosts. Where he was once practical and collected, he's now a desperate, despairing mess. A failure that couldn't save his father or his brother from a single man.
Would Logan have been in this same state? Would he be just as destroyed if it was Hesh that had been taken? Part of him wants to say yes. Wants to imagine that both of them would crumble in the face of pressure and grief. But another part of him, a louder part, is repulsed by the idea alone. Logan's nowhere near as pathetic.
Fuck, he's so tired.
Sleep has been an issue for far too long at this point. He's pretty sure the last "good" sleep he got was when he passed out after being picked up that damned beach. And that was hardly, as they say, "restful" - at least not for his wandering mind. It's all this... noise. It's hard to ignore, impossible to dampen, even with his best attempts. Constant, persistent. And it doesn't matter if he stays awake the whole night ruminating, by the next sunset he'll once again be stuck listening to a beehive that only he can hear.
But he can at least try.
As quietly and carefully as he can, he lays back down, pressing against Kick, as if just by being close, he could absorb some of that steadiness for himself. It doesn't work, of course. And instead, he's just subject to more thoughts, making him sigh shakily into Kick's neck, tears springing to his eyes.
"Hesh?" He freezes. Kick's sleepy mumbling hit him like ice water, far from the comfort and warmth it'd usually bring. He doesn't answer. He can't. But in doing so, it only seems to make Kick more alert, as he shuffles and pulls back a little, and Hesh makes the smallest of whines that seems far too loud against the everything-and-nothing. "Hesh, what's wrong?"
Instead of answering, Hesh sits up again, knees coming up to his chest. He manages all but a second of eye contact before he breaks it, instead letting his gaze wander the room that's only lit by rogue moonlight. He traces the shapes and shadows in the darkness, as if any of it would hold answers, would magically fix everything and bring Logan right back to where he should be.
To noone's surprise, the revelation doesn't come. Instead, Kick sighs. It's small, would hardly be audible if not for the deafening silence, but it weighs heavy on Hesh's heart all the same.
There's been a lot of sighing lately. From Hesh, to Hesh, about Hesh.
A bitter, perhaps selfish, part of him wonders when Kick - when all of them - will finally have had enough of him.
If they've already reached that point, Kick makes no show of it. He speaks again; softly, quietly and in a gentle manner that Hesh doesn't feel worthy of.
"Thinking about Logan again?"
Hesh closes his eyes to block the tears that start spilling out, one by one. His throat constricts painfully around nothing.
"I just..." he chokes out, just barely. "Fuck, he's... He's waiting on me, Kick..." It's a fight to contain himself, to stop himself from turning into a sobbing mess right then and there.
"Waiting on us, Hesh." Kick reminds him, "And we'll find him. We're not going to give up until we do." A hand lands on his arm and tugs slightly, coaxing him to let go of where they're curled around his knees. "C'mere."
He lets himself be pulled back down into Kick's awaiting arms, and lets out another shaky sigh against Kick's chest.
"I feel useless." It's an undignified whimper, one that he'll probably beat himself up over later, but in the moment, it's all he can muster up as a response.
"I know, I know..." Kick soothes, "We're doing all we can. But right now, there's not a whole lot you can do. And I know it's hard, but you should try and get some rest, okay?" He pulls back again just to look Hesh in the eyes, a hand coming up to cup his cheek, wiping away stray tears with his thumb. "You've done enough, Hesh. You're doing enough. Just because we haven't got there doesn't mean we haven't got results. We'll find him soon. But you can't help him if you're running on empty."
The more Kick speaks, the more the noise in his head settles, leaving him exhausted, both mentally and physically. The thunder is still there, but now it's softer. Distant. Muffled. A lull, like ocean waves; though he doesn't like to think about that kind of thing anymore. For once, he is able to stop his mind from wandering, focusing on the warmth of his partner insteaad. He's certain that he would've stayed awake all night, had Kick not woken up. But now, while he can, he lets himself admit defeat. He lets the tiredness take hold.
"Yeah... You're right..." he mutters before turning more sheepish, "...Sorry for waking you."
"I'd rather you wake me up than suffer alone like that, sweetheart." A soft kiss is pressed to his forehead, and then he's free to bury himself into Kick's chest completely. The third sigh he lets out is once again shaky, but contented as they wrap themselves in each others arms, and quickly the exhaustion starts to settle in, already beginning to pull him under.
"L've you..." is the last thing he can think to say, practically (blissfully) half asleep.
"I love you, too, Hesh." Kick hums, and just as he drops off, he hears the added hush: "Always will."
#david hesh walker#hesh walker#kick cod#call of duty ghosts#hesh/kick#whumpril2023#whumprilday2#emotional hurt/comfort#angst#fluff
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Chapters: 4/4
Fandom: Call of Duty (Video Games)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley, Rodolfo Parra/Alejandro Vargas, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick/Alex Keller
Characters: John "Soap" MacTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Rodolfo Parra, Alejandro Vargas, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alex Keller (Call of Duty), John Price (Call of Duty), Phillip Graves (Call of Duty), König (Call of Duty), Gary "Roach" Sanderson
Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Game: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II (2022), John "Soap" MacTavish Has an Accent, Simon "Ghost" Riley Gets a Hug, Cute Rodolfo Parra, Caring Alejandro Vargas, Protective John Price (Call of Duty), I Love König (Call of Duty), Babygirl Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Tags May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, taking requests
Summary:
A collection of MW2 one shots because I am 100% normal about government propaganda military men.
Anyways! Taking requests on my tumblr pxnkedniall as of 03/12
This one is a Logan x Keegan one shot :) hope y’all enjoy
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I can picture Kick when he becomes part of the Ghost like "man, I don't want to buy a skull mask. Imma make my own!"
He gets a black balaclava and is like "Okay, what does a skull look like?" Instead of looking at a picture of one, he just goes off of memory and paints some white stripes on it.
"Ehh, looks like skull teeth to me. Good enough."
Merrick sees him wearing it and just cocks an eyebrow trying to figure out what it's supposed to be but doesn't question it.
"That Kick ain't right..."
#call of duty#call of duty ghosts#cod ghosts#call of duty kick#kick cod#BlackTacMopsi Writes Garbage#and then there's kick
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Digging through drawings only to find such tiny little doodles of characters in the way we knew them before actually knowing them
Kick cod, as much as he's actually a grown ass man, he will forever be our dweeb🫶
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Kick HeadCanons: General Things Edition Vol 1.
Let's talk about Kick, shall we? One of the other hotties of the Ghosts.
Kick is a total dork and will laugh at the stupidest memes ever he finds on the internet.
He definitely torrents all his media. This is a man who's never bought a movie or album in his life. "Nah man, you just use the internet for all your needs. Hell, if I could, I'd download a girlfriend."
He's the guy everyone goes to when they have a tech issue.
Overall pretty friendly albeit kind of weird. He's got his quirks and can come off eccentric to those who are not familiar with him.
Listens to Burial. His favorite song is 'Come Down to Us.' Big fan of Pendulum too.
He's been childhood best friends with Keegan for years.
Kick walks around barefoot often. He's got those hunter- gatherer feet. "My feet are resilient! I can walk on gravel and be fine. They were made for that!"
The guy doesn't power level himself. He keeps a lot of his expertise under wraps. This could be due to him being a Ghost or the fact that he really doesn't like to brag about himself. Few people actually know the full scope of Kick's military and professional background.
Used to smoke but quit cold turkey. Keegan was proud of him for ditching the habit. Kick was surprised how much money he saved.
Definitely an ambivert that skews more introvert. Kick does like his alone time but he can be social when he has to or wants to.
Major sweet tooth! Kick would down a five pound bag of gummy bears in one sitting if he didn't have to stay in shape.
Kick is prone to getting sick easily. Like, he'll be out with a cold for days. When he's sick, he will carry around a jar of vapor rub.
Big time animal lover of all creatures great and small. From cute bugs to grizzly bears, he likes them all.
Kick can be kind of dense when it comes to picking up on if someone likes him. The Ghost boys usually have to tell it to him straight sometimes.
Kick is the man who is not afraid to order a fruity cocktail at a bar. The other guys sometimes give him hell for it but he doesn't care. "Hey! Piña Coladas are fucking great man and you know this! Don't lie."
#call of duty#call of duty ghosts#cod ghosts#kick cod#call of duty kick#BlackTacMopsi Writes Garbage#and then there's kick
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Yippee (yip-pi)—
(term) a word used to express delight.
(noun) a creature of rapidly increasing population mimicking characters or duplicating.
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Had nothing to do in school while my best friend was napping so I drew Kick from this picture and used the limited marker colors I had rurhrrhegrg
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one post today since my tarot reader said so, so here's 2 guys on a side by side teehee
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