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this is how cod ghosts 2 is going to start.
✧˖* Kick call of duty ghosts gifs°࿐
Merrick: "Kick, you'll handle perimeter and security. Nothing and no one gets through."
Kick: "And no one gets out either."
©️Scenes from ASP3RITY on youtube.
Since i made so many updates in the server i should announce on them here.
Hey! It seems like a lot of people still don’t know about our Call of Duty: Ghosts Discord server and keep asking around—even though it’s already pinned in my post! and i have already written in my bio about it.
So, just to clarify—we have a SFW Discord server that’s a safe space for minors. We share art, memes, chat, and just have fun together!
When you join, you’ll need to stay in the verification room for a bit. We’ll just ask about your Tumblr account to make sure you’re not someone we’ve banned before.
So, what are you waiting for? Here is the invite!
Playing cod ghosts but i can't cry.
playing struck down mission and cry Doesn't count because ajax died.
playing sin city mission and cry Doesn't count because elias died and told logan everything is going to be okay before he dies.
playing all or nothing mission and cry Doesn't count because in the begining hesh talked about elias, and also doesn't count again because hesh saw the mask is given to logan and tried to play it off.
playing the ghost killer mission and cry Doesn't count because the ending is shit asf.
Crying at the end of the game Doesn't count because a pit scene showed up and logan is there.
Call of Duty: Ghosts always felt... off. Not just in the graphics, the textures, or whatever technical flaw caught your eyes—it was deeper than that. It was in the way the game was put together, the way scenes unfolded without care, like the developers were just going through the motions.
Take that infamous kick scene. The driving sequence. The way he wasn’t even there when he clearly should have been. And then there’s Hesh—his own father, Elias wearing the ghost mask, speaks to him in his natural voice, says, "That is really admirable of you," and yet Hesh doesn’t recognize him until he takes off the mask. Really? That’s how that moment plays out?
And then there’s Rorke. Somehow, impossibly, he appears out of nowhere, defying all logic and any sense of realism. Sure, you can bring a character back from the dead, but not like that. Not in a way that feels rushed, forced, as if the writers just needed him there and didn’t care how it happened.
That’s what Ghosts was—a game that could have been great but felt like it was thrown together in a hurry. A story that had moments of potential but was buried under careless execution. And you can’t tell me otherwise.
For me, I never really went deep into Call of Duty: Ghosts looking for hidden secrets—things like mask paintings or small details—because honestly, it felt like they were just thrown in for fun, without much care. It never seemed like the devs put real meaning behind them.
But even with all its flaws, Ghosts will always be the best Call of Duty story game in my eyes. There’s just something about it—it carved out a place in my heart, and no other COD has really done that since. I can only hope it makes a return in 2027, but at the same time... I’m scared.
Scared that Activision will ruin the beauty of it. That they’ll strip away what made the characters special. Or worse—just erase them completely, the same way they did with Roach, the Army Rangers (ramirez, foley and dunn), and Delta Force (sandman, frost, truck and grinch). What, were they too cool for you, Activision?
Whatever. No matter what happens, Ghosts will always stand out to me.
To these cod ghosts editors esp the ones who make sad edits. HAHA😂😂 good for you i hate this game actually so nothing affected me lol😂😂
i say in my mind while sobbing aggressively in my hands
shhh let bro sleep.
Hey! It seems like a lot of people still don’t know about our Call of Duty: Ghosts Discord server and keep asking around—even though it’s already pinned in my post! and i have already written in my bio about it.
So, just to clarify—we have a SFW Discord server that’s a safe space for minors. We share art, memes, chat, and just have fun together!
When you join, you’ll need to stay in the verification room for a bit. We’ll just ask about your Tumblr account to make sure you’re not someone we’ve banned before.
So, what are you waiting for? Here is the invite!
Me with those keegan stans who know the cod ghosts game very well, know every cod ghosts character and respect them and never put him in mw2 timeline.
I want a movie or a series about two characters who train their entire lives and then are wronged when someone close to them is killed. Then they train and get exhausted from the fatigue in order to take revenge on the villain and they come to him only for the villain to fucks the hell out of them and they fail again.
oh nvm i found a game just like the same😍
Cod ghosts react to S/O only wearing heels like everywhere and in everything (events and regular walking)
꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶
Wearing heels!
Characters: Logan walker, Hesh walker, Elias walker, Keegan russ, Kick, Thomas merrick, Gabriel rorke, Ajax
Notes: NSFW!! MDNI!
"Step on me...."
All of them
How would hesh scream if his bro got dragged by a fish😔🙏🏻
Bored so wanna describe cod ghosts characters stans! IN MY OPINION AND VISION!
Funny asf.
Post brain rot memes (hmu logan stans😔).
Probably relate to Logan’s quiet yet loyal nature a little too much.
Defend logan, like they will argue with anyone who disrespect logan.
Yapp and speak what is in their mind even if means fighting society.
"I can fix him"
Sucker for brotherhood The Hesh & Logan sibling dynamic is their favorite thing ever.
Golden Retriever Boyfriend Seekers, They love an extroverted, funny, protective guy.
Either have big brother or wanna a big brother like hesh
Biggest delulu minders (after keegan stans ofc)
Talkactive
They love to banter and never shut up.
They love the strong sibling bond between him and Logan, and will defend it with their life.
Some of em Will argue he’s the better Walker brother.
"He doesn't deserve this"
Some of em think elias not caring abt him
A cold, careless man barely speak they're obsessed.
“He’s So Babygirl” A grown ass man.
Love Keegan for his mask, quiet voice, and intimidating aura, but also think he’s secretly soft.
Love that Keegan is a stealth expert and probably smells like gunpowder and pine.
Hear his voice lines at 3 AM.
Put him in mw2 timeline what im playing lol
They would let Keegan ruin their life, no hesitation.
Think he is a green card.
DILF Appreciators– You know why they’re here (and it’s not just because he’s a good leader).
No shame in loving a rugged, experienced leader with dad energy.
Admire Elias for being a great father, a skilled soldier, and a natural leader.
Yeah yeah they will defend anyone says otherwise.
Surprisingly they have no problems with rorke.
Want a whole game or DLC about young Elias and early Ghosts.
Love the fact that he raised two men to be ghosts.
The villians lovers ofc.
I Never understood them tbh
Half of them think elias is already wrong let go of him and half of them liking the fact that he is a vendetta character
Not even sorry about him kidanpped logan.
Also half of them like elias.
Love his accent, and the way he talk.
Think he deserves better.
Love Merrick because he gives off strict but protective vibes.
Enjoys characters who take charge and don’t tolerate nonsense.
50% because of his voice.
They love leadership roles and high respect characters.
Less unhinged, but still down bad.
There aren’t many of them
Love Kick because he’s tactical, no-nonsense, and cool under pressure.
Loves Underrated Characters – Enjoys the fact that Kick is in the background but still awesome.
Organized people idk.
The "Why Does No One Talk About Him?" Crew – They feel personally responsible for making sure Kick gets love.
“The main guys are cool, but this guy? Criminally underrated.”
Probably Read the Campaign Novelization – Just to find extra Kick content.
They are less than kick stans
Still mad that Ajax didn’t get enough screen time.
Love the characters who deserved more but got done dirty.
Have read or written fics where Ajax survives and thrives.
They are also keegan stans?
The goats.
period.
It is impossible to a fandom be this broke
literally cod ghosts fandom:
Last scene they are fighting over a digital art.
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.
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.
I'm just so fucking in love with this game
Me if I were elias
He caused a tsunami btw
Gang doesn't know I fw this ost
oh yeah call of duty ghosts, kinda mess with this game (let it consume my mind and inner thoughts to the point it has slightly destroyed my mental health)
call of duty ghosts but with my oc explaining the lore pt1
my imaginations before i go to bed:
"I can change him" Why?did he shit himself?
man legends never die hit haawwdd