So hey your hcs are good written and i like them!, Although I really think it is too much if every boo crew character has a healthy breakup...
How anon expected cod ghosts to react when their s/o tells them they wanna break up with them:
"Dad am i adopted😊?"
"Why the fuck would i choose you son😏"
No PDF,USB or FBI analysis required chat🤓👆🏻! look at them!!
Any other solutions kick?😔
General hc on why cod ghosts are the best characters in cod universe!
Warning: infinity auras you might get blind, also a lot of when words
When Logan looks into the mirror, He finds no reflection of him because there is only one logan in this world!.
When Rorke does push-ups, he is actually pushing the ground down!.
When elias visits your house, you will become the guest.
Kick wears sunglasses so he protects the sun from his eyes.
When keegan was born he named his parents.
When Keegan downloads an app, The app actually agrees to his terms and reading his privacy policy.
When graham bell invented the first telephone, he found 13 missed calls from Kick.
Hesh speaks, the words thank him for using them.
Merrick Coughs, the viruses get sick.
In school Teachers raise their hand when they wanna talk to logan.
As a kid Keegan plays hide and seek, the darkness hides from him.
Rorke jumps into the ocean, the fish start drowning.
Merrick stares at the sun, the sun puts on sunscreen.
Hesh takes a shower, the water gets wet.
Logan ties his shoes, the laces thank him for the privilege.
Rorke goes to sleep, nightmares get scared.
Elias plays chess, the king sacrifices himself.
Keegan takes a selfie, the camera apologizes for not being worthy.
Kick enters a room, the walls step aside out of respect.
Logan makes a wish, the shooting star thanks him for the opportunity.
Keegan whispers, thunder takes notes.
Rorke claps, earthquakes happen in another country.
Kick runs, the wind tries to keep up.
Merrick blinks, time pauses out of respect.
Elias gives directions, Google Maps listens.
Hesh plays a game, the controller follows his commands before he even presses a button.
Keegan sleeps, his dreams ask for permission to appear.
Rorke walks into a bank, the vault opens by itself.
Kick flexes, mirrors gain muscle.
Logan breathes, the atmosphere takes a deep inhale.
Merrick looks at a clock, it resets to his time zone.
Logan drops his phone, the ground apologizes.
Rorke walks into the jungle, the predators play dead.
Keegan plays poker, the deck shuffles itself in his favor.
Kick takes a nap, time slows down to let him rest.
Hesh watches TV, the villians act good out of respect.
Riley chases his tail, the universe spins backward.
Rorke snaps his fingers, gravity takes a break.
Keegan sharpens his knife, the blade gets scared.
Kick stands still, the Earth rotates around him.
Logan looks at the stars, they shine brighter to impress him.
Riley growls, nightmares wake up screaming.
Riley digs a hole, archaeologists discover a lost civilization.
Keegan puts on a mask, the mask feels protected.
Logan opens a book, the words read for him instead.
Rorke steps on a crack, the Earth apologizes and fixes itself.
Kick makes a call, the phone already knows what he wants to say.
Merrick loads a gun, the bullets get scared and try to run away.
They said everytime Elias tells a bedtime story to hesh and logan, the monsters under the bed fall asleep first.
Keegan walks through the fog, the mist clears a path for him.
Rorke throws a rock into the ocean, the tides change out of fear.
Kick blinks, camera shutters try to keep up.
Hesh whistles, birds stop to listen and take notes.
Merrick wears a watch, time tries to impress him by running faster.
Riley howls, werewolves Hide under their beds.
Also info updated yay! just some tags info and stuff.
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When logan start seeing hesh as another parental figure
Idea: @tokillamockingbird427
Logan never really said it out loud. He never had to.
what if rorke didn't kidnapped logan even after elias death (me literally put a gif when rorke dragged logan)
But in the quiet moments, in the spaces between warzones and exhaustion, it was there—buried in the way he followed just half a step behind Hesh, in the way his eyes flicked toward his brother for silent reassurance, in the way he trusted him without hesitation, without question.
It wasn’t something he ever thought about. Not consciously, anyway. But then, their father was gone. Elias Walker—dead.
And suddenly, there was this gap in Logan’s world, a hollow ache where guidance used to be, where security once stood.
And Hesh—Hesh filled it. Not because he had to, not because anyone asked him to, but because he just did
જ⁀➴ᡣ𐭩 Moments That Made Logan Realize
1. The First Time He Caught Hesh Watching Over Him
It was after a mission gone wrong, their bodies sore, exhaustion pressing down on them.
Logan had drifted off, too tired to move, but something made him stir in the middle of the night.
He blinked blearily, adjusting to the dim light of the safe house—only to see Hesh, sitting awake, rifle across his lap, gaze fixed on the door. Standing guard with riley laying in front of him sleepy.
At first, Logan thought it was nothing. Just instinct, just training.
But then he noticed the way Hesh’s fingers curled against his knee, the way his jaw was locked tight like he was forcing himself to stay awake.
Because he needed to make sure Logan was safe.
Logan didn’t say anything. He just turned over, swallowed the lump in his throat, and let himself fall back asleep—because for the first time in a long time, he could.
2. The Night Logan Almost Broke, and Hesh Held Him Together
They didn’t talk about him. About their dad.
But some nights, it was too much.
Logan wasn’t much for words, wasn’t great at explaining the weight pressing against his ribs.
But Hesh noticed. He always noticed.
One night, when Logan thought he was alone, he let himself feel it—that overwhelming, suffocating loss.
He clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms, chest rising and falling too fast, too uneven.
And then—Hesh was just there. No questions, no prying. Just a firm, steady hand on his shoulder.
A quiet, grounding voice: “Hey. I got you.”
Logan let out a shaky breath, nodding once. He didn’t need to say anything.
Because Hesh already understood.
3. When Hesh Took Responsibility Like It Was His Birthright
Hesh started doing things he never used to—small things, barely noticeable unless you were really paying attention.
He made sure Logan ate but not telling him in a pleading way like a mom.
He double-checked Logan’s gear before missions, subtly making adjustments, tightening straps, checking ammo.
And when Logan got hurt? When blood stained his uniform and pain clouded his vision?
Hesh’s voice was the one calling out orders, pushing through the chaos.
“Stay with me, Lo. You’re gonna be fine.”
And somehow, somehow, Logan believed him.
Hesh had always looked out for him, but after Elias was gone, something changed.
He didn’t just see himself as Logan’s brother—he became something more. A protector. A leader.
Late one night, when Logan couldn’t sleep, he found Hesh outside, sitting against one of the Humvees, staring at the stars.
Logan sat next to him without a word.
After a long silence, Hesh finally muttered, “I don’t know if I’m doing this right.”
Logan looked at him. “What?”
“Taking care of you.” Hesh exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “Dad knew what to say. What to do. I just— I don’t know.”
Logan swallowed, something heavy settling in his chest. “You don’t have to be him.”
Hesh let out a small, humorless chuckle. “Feels like I do.”
Logan nudged him. “You’re already doing more than enough.”
Hesh didn’t say anything. But after a moment, he reached over and ruffled Logan’s hair, just like when they were kids.
but logan didn't like it giving him a look "dude what the fuck?" asking him with hesh just chuckling with his dripping voice, Walking back to the room leaving logan outside wondering.
જ⁀➴ᡣ𐭩 Childhood moments
Logan was maybe six, Hesh eight. They were at the park, kicking a ball around when some older kid decided to shove Logan to the ground (obv there is no reason cuz i wanna make logan the main character and everyone wanna mess with him lol)
“Stay down, loser.” the kid said.
Logan, small but stubborn, pushed himself up, dirt on his hands, eyes flicking to Hesh before he could react.
And Hesh? Hesh was already moving.
One second, the kid was smirking. The next? He was on the ground.
Hesh stood over him, fists clenched. "Touch my brother again, and I’ll bury ya in the sandbox."
Logan’s eyes went wide. "DAD SAID WE CAN’T FIGHT."
Hesh glanced at him, still fuming. "Yeah, well, Dad’s not here right now."
Of course, Elias did find out.
That night, they sat on the couch, waiting for their discussion with elias since the parents of the kid complained to him about what happened.
Elias apologized to them and comfort them that will never happen again.
Elias sighed, rubbing his face. “Hesh, you can’t just go around punching people.”
"But he shoved Logan!"
Elias looked at Logan, then back at Hesh. “…Did you win?”
Hesh grinned. "Obviously."
Elias sighed again, shaking his head. “Just—next time, use your words, son.”
"What if words don’t work?" oh my god him and his unstoppable questions.
Elias gave him a look. "Then throw the second punch harder than the first."
Logan always pretended storms didn’t bother him. Even when the thunder shook the house, even when lightning flashed against the walls.
He wanted to be tough, like Hesh.
But one night, when a particularly bad storm rolled in, Logan lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying not to flinch at every rumble.
Then—his door creaked open.
Hesh, dragging his blanket behind him, plopped onto the floor next to Logan’s bed without a word.
Logan frowned. “What are you doing?”
Hesh shrugged. “Storm’s loud.”
Logan didn’t call him out on it, just rolled over so he wasn’t facing the window.
A few minutes passed before Hesh nudged him. “You awake?”
“Yeah.”
“Think Dad’s scared of storms?”
Logan snorted. “No.”
“Yeah. Me neither.”
The next time the thunder cracked, Logan didn’t flinch. Because Hesh was already there.
Elias had this idea to take them fishing. “It’ll be fun,” he said. “A good experience,” he promised.
Spoiler: it was a mess.
Hesh, overconfident as ever, insisted he could bait his own hook—then immediately got tangled in the line.
Logan, trying to help, somehow managed to knock their entire tackle box into the water.
Elias, holding onto the last shred of his patience, just rubbed his temples. “I swear to God, you two are worse than a pair of puppies.”
They did eventually catch a fish—but Hesh freaked out when it started flopping in the boat.
"DAD IT'S ALIVE?!"
Logan, not helpful at all: "GRAB IT!"
Hesh: "WITH WHAT HANDS, LOGAN?!"
Elias, laughing so hard he could barely breathe, finally grabbed it himself and tossed it back. "Remind me never to take you two hunting."
They were at a fair when Logan wandered off. One second, Hesh was buying a drink, the next—Logan was just gone.
Panic set in fast. Hesh, barely ten years old, felt something cold and tight squeeze his chest.
Elias was already asking around, staying calm, focused. But Hesh? He ran.
He pushed past crowds, calling Logan’s name, heart hammering in his chest.
And then—
He found him. Sitting on a bench, small hands gripping the edge, looking so lost.
Hesh sprinted up, skidding to a stop. “Logan!”
Logan looked up, relief flooding his face right before Hesh pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.
“Don’t do that again, dumbass.” His voice was shaking. “I thought—” He didn’t finish.
Logan just nodded, burying his face in Hesh’s shoulder. (bro tf you shouldnt have gone😭)
When Elias finally caught up, he let out a breath. “You okay?”
Hesh nodded. “Yeah. I got him.”
One night, it slipped out. Not in a moment of sentimentality, not in some grand confession—just a quiet realization spoken into the dark.
They were sitting side by side after a long, brutal mission. Hesh had a fresh cut on his temple, Logan was nursing a bruised rib, and neither of them had spoken in a while.
But then Logan, exhausted, let the words slip.
“You’re all I got.”
It was quiet, barely above a whisper, but Hesh heard it.
He turned to Logan, brow furrowing, but Logan didn’t look at him. Just kept his eyes on the horizon, like he hadn’t just admitted something that hurt just to say.
Hesh exhaled, rubbing his face before resting a hand on Logan’s shoulder.
“Nah,” he murmured, voice softer than usual. “We got each other.”
And somehow, that made it feel a little less heavy.
I fr...need captain MacTavish...
u know what makes me lowkey sad? when someone says ‘i know it seems silly’ before talking about something they clearly care very deeply about bc u know that means someone gave them shit for caring that much about that thing before which is Fucked Up.
THE FACT THAT IM HAPPY TO LMAO
So I've written a lot of fics for the HBO war fandom (mostly BofB) and Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, but these day's I've been nostalgic and eyeing Call of Duty: WWII.
Been thinking a lot about Zussman, Red, and Pierson and had some headcanon/fic ideas rattling around my procrastinating skull. I looked at the fandom and it's relatively small compared to MW; which, is understandable, but I defs feels like it needs more love.
So in the future, if you see a random fic come out of me, don't be surprised. 🤪
I have like a lot of fics and hcs requests and i finished them? but there requests that i didn't work on cuz yall weren't so detailed abt it! like you need to explain the story, telling me the gender of the reader? be clear because i can't write whatever i wanna!
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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