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Keegan x reader whose just as quite as he is?👁👁

My first Keegan request!! So exciting!! This was super cute, thank you for requesting!! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

This post is so late guys, I had to fight with my java program all day for class. Some general headcanons are going to be mixed into this one. This one is also kind of short, sorry!! I'll do more Keegan content in the future, I promise.

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|| Keegan With a Quiet S/O ||

Tags: Fluff, General Headcanons, Soft, Short and Sweet, Established Relationship

Warnings: None

Gender-Neutral!Reader // Romantic

Keegan is known for being extremely quiet

It served him well in the military and especially during his time with the Ghosts

However, whenever he was off-duty, there was never really an off switch to this behavior

He is very prone to accidently sneaking up on people

So when he met you and realized you did the same thing, he was quite amused

But then he became more intrigued when he realized he couldn't sneak up on you

Not that he didn't quietly enter a room, just when he finally made himself known you were never frightened by him

Then you telling him that he makes you feel safe so why would you ever be scared of him

And I imagine he is more of a laughy type when flustered

But now onto other headcanons

He would prefer a partner that's more quiet I think because he likes to relax in silence a lot

I imagine that he likes listening to music a lot, so he would want to do that with you

Imagine cuddles with him while some soft music plays and you laying on his chest to hear his heartbeat (/▽＼)

I think he would like writing

Imagine him writing you love letters

The two of you are just content to be in each others presence

You don't need to always be filling gaps of silence because it never feels awkward between the two of you

Probably not big on pet names but will slip up and call you one every now and then

Would teach you how to better protect yourself

He would be the type to silently do things for you, often without your knowledge and without expecting anything in return

I also don't see him liking PDA that much

But being alone with him, he is incredibly affectionate and touch-starved

Very observant

Would keep track of things you like or want and then get them for you later

Imagine quiet early mornings with him where neither of you want to get up

Whenever he comes up behind you, he would gently put his hand on your lower back or waist to let you know he was there

Very good listener

If your really forgetful and lose things a lot, he always knows where they are

If you want to go out on a date, he prefers quieter settings

Likes ruffling your hair

Is a human heater

Likes to go on walks with you

All in all, after doing what he does for work, he loves to come home and just be with someone and exist for a while

And who can blame him honestly?

Thanks for reading!

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keegan p. russ with flirty male reader 👀

Flirty!Male Reader X Keegan P. Russ (CoD: Ghosts)

Thank you for the request @1yyyan !

This was my first time to write for Keegan, so I hope I did well!

Please enjoy!

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Since the Ghosts Team had finally gotten some time off, Y/n had more than enough time to get to know the Sergeant.

From what he could see, the man was by far one who took his job very seriously in everything he did. Plus, he was much more quiet than the others, like Logan and Hesh. If anything, the only time the man really spoke was when they were on missions and had to give orders.

Y/n guessed it was from his background of being a marine and all probably.

Fear me, fear that, and of course the infamous "Rah" sounds they make.

He had a tendency to annoy the Sergeant with it often, especially when Y/n began to add "rah" to the end of every sentence he finished.

Despite his constant teasing of the sniper, Y/n also felt something in him change.

Since spending more time around the man, his emotions altered to something different. So, to test his theory of if Keegan liked him, he went to the only option available.

Flirting.

"Hey Sergeant," Y/n voiced, happy when Keegan turned to him, giving him his full attention.

"Are you the moon? Because even when it's dark, you still seem to shine," he heard Logan and Hesh bust out laughing from behind him but ignored it as he kept his eyes on Keegan only.

"W-what?" The sniper was flustered now, a light blush painting his cheeks, obviously caught off guard.

Y/n decided to push his luck even more.

"The sparkle in your eyes is so bright, the sun must be jealous," Y/n spoke, and he meant it.

Keegan really did have beautiful eyes. Those lovely aqua blues nearly had him tripping in the field when he turned to him.

Even with the slightest emotion, they were gorgeous to look at.

"Y-Y/n...get back- get back to work!" The man's voice betrayed him as it got higher with each word. The Sergeant got up from his seat and stormed off with a face of red.

Y/n didn't know what to think but he knew the man wasn't mad at him.

Now Y/n could only imagine how else he could get Keegan to become rosy-red, and not just by flirting either...

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Snipers In the Cold | platonic!Keegan P Russ x m!reader

@satan-incarnate-666 asked: “Look at you! You're fucking shivering!” for keegan & m!reader who's like a lil brother to him?

summary: you and Keegan get to spend some time together while on a sniper mission.

tws: swearing, guns

Snow in your mouth, you did your best not to shiver and shake as you steadied your rifle and tried to still your hands, able to feel the frost start to creep in through your clothes as you stayed flat against the ground; beside you, Keegan looked more than relaxed, stretched out in his white camoflauge suit as he adjusted his white mask so that it wouldn't slip too much.

Keegan had hand picked you from the SAS to help out his team, as he had met you when you had first started your career, and had kept a distant eye on you, making sure that you weren't in any trouble, and he had yet to be disappointed by you; he liked having you around anyway, it was like being with the little brother that he never wanted.

He always protected you, though, always kept you out of trouble when he could, and although he never said it, Keegan was actually proud of the sniper that you had become. Now that he was beside you, watching you work, Keegan knew that he needed to be more vigilant than ever; this wasn't some routine operation where it was just him and his gun, he had you with him, and he would be damned if he didn't protect you. He cocked a brow when he saw you tremble slightly, thinking nothing of it until he saw that it had not stopped; you were shivering.

"Here," he shrugged off his heavy coat, and laid it across your shoulders, tugging the hood up so that it covered your head as well. Patting your head to make sure that it was in place before he moved to lie on his stomach beside you, kicking his legs out and nearly burrowing in the snow, the crunch and crackle of it nearly deafening.

You shot him a look, raising a brow as you watched him for a moment. "What was that for?"

"Look at you! You're fucking shivering!" He scoffed with a laugh. "SAS clearly didn't teach you how to stay warm."

You huffed, glaring at him for a second before turning your eyes back to the scope on your rifle. "And the Ghosts taught you, did they?"

"Don't be a smart ass," he grumbled, shaking his head and pressing his body down against the snow a little harder, trying to gain as much camoflauge as he could. "I'm starting to regret asking you to join us."

"No, you're not," you shovelled a little more snow into your mouth, at the very least you knew you could prevent your breath from being seen by any enemies. "You're just upset that I've shown you up."

Keegan grumbled again, sparing a glare your way before he shook his head and lifted his mask just enough to shove some snow into his mouth; it was cold, and made his back teeth sting as he winced a little and gritted his teeth. He didn't actually regret getting you to join the Ghosts, in fact, he did enjoy the company when you went out with him on missions, but fuck, if you weren't the little brother he never wanted.

Sure, he would look after you and would protect you and keep you safe, but that didn't stop him from thinking that you were an annoying, smart mouthed, little bastard. He could live without the constant backchat, if he was honest, but he would always be the one to volunteer to move out with you when it came to it; in a way, he supposed that he thought of you like family, even if he would have preferred to die than to actually admit it.

Stretching, Keegan wriggled around in the snow to get more cover, and when you picked a fistful of it up, smashing it over his head with a soft laugh, he narrowed his eyes and glared at you. "Don't do that again."

"I didn't do nothing," you said innocently. "Absolutely nothing."

If you weren't such a damn good sniper, Keegan would have told you to go back to the others and let him finish the job; but he needed you there, even though now his neck was coated in little clumps of snow, and he wasn't stupid enough to let one of the best snipers he had ever admit walk away from him just yet.

"You're lucky you're a good shot."

"A better shot than you," you quipped, grinning when he glared at you again. Hardly able to bite back the laugh that was threatening to make its way up and through your throat, tickling the back of your mouth as you tried your best to squash the urge down when you looked at him.

Many people were scared and intimidated by Keegan, by his cold glares and by the fact that he wasn't very talkative, by the way that he was so dangerous and lethal, especially with a gun in his hands, but not you; to you, Keegan was the person you looked up to. You wanted to be as good at the job as he was, you wanted to be like him. You looked up to him more than anyone else in the world, and you trusted him to guide you in the right direction; Keegan was your mentor, but he was so much more than that. He was family.

You could never be scared of Keegan, not even if he had a gun pointed between your eyes and was demanding that you do as he say, you could never be scared of him; even if he wouldn't admit it or even dream of telling you, it made him want to keep you under his wing that little bit more. You weren't scared of him, in fact, you would try and goad him into losing his temper all the time - just because you thought it was funny.

Keegan mumbled something under his breath, wiping his nose on his sleeve before he leaned over and wiped it on your arm. "You wish you were a better shot, Sergeant."

"I don't need to wish for it," you nudged him gently. "I could out-shoot you with my hand tied behind my back and a blindfold on."

"Sure you could, kid," he scoffed, but in actuality, Keegan didn't doubt that for a second. You were a damn good shot, and he knew it, and he didn't doubt that you could have performed better than him with one hand behind your back and a blindfold on. "You keep telling yourself that."

You smiled when you looked over at him, moving to rest on your side as you rested your hand on your stomach. "Say... if we get the job done right... could we have a snowball fight?"

Keegan thought about it for a moment, but judging from the excited glint in your eyes and how you looked at him with such hope, he couldn't bring himself to say no. "Fine. Just don't be an annoying shit about it."

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i love your hcs sm!! do you think you could write 141 best friends hcs with reader getting hurt?

HI YES SORRY IVE BEEN ILL

141 best friend hcs— reader is injured

(requested) cw for blood, injury, near death, stuff like that

GAZ

when i tell you this man would scream at the top of his fucking lungs

he would do his best to stop the bleeding, but would also make fun of you as your face paled

“big strong y/n couldn’t handle a bullet, huh?” (this is the man who sat down and buried his head in his hands and hyperventilated after scraping his knee during a night out drinking)

he’d be there the entire time, but wouldn’t try to fight medical professionals from taking you off

“bitch, wake up”

he wouldn’t be allowed in the hospital room, and get pissed off, and proceed to tweet angrily outside. he knew you wouldn’t die, but he was scared you would, and it would be without him there to help you.

once you were awake, you’d probably send him some shit like this ^

he would then proceed to immediately run to your room and violently noogie you before hugging you

GHOST

now.. something is wrong with this man. he wouldn’t scream, he wouldn’t start crying out of anger or anything healthy. he lets out a guttural wail inside of his head as soon as he sees you’ve been downed.

if you’re near him, he’d drag you to a closed part of a building and desperately but calmly try stopping the blood. he’s learned a lot of tactics, and making himself appear like he’s staying calm is one of them.

his heartbeat is about 500 beats per minute rn. your flesh is now pale, which is unnerving considering your usual skin tone. he’s not trained in patching others up, and he doesn’t know how to fix that. he says something and you don’t respond so he raises his voice and goes “Stay with me, kid.”

incoherently mutters into comms, just completely trailing off

just cradling you the entire time until evac arrived, which he tried to follow but went with price and soap

if he was not by you, he’d keep asking questions until he got answers or he didn’t

“ C/N, come in. Do you copy?”

(radio silence)

“C/N, do you copy?”

“ . . . “

“..Fuck.”

moves through rooftops to find you, scouring the city like some kind of demented superhero.

would use his scope to try and spot you through any of the windows

he’d send out like 5 calls for an evac when you didn’t respond, but he’s searching in his spare time

NEARLY broke down crying when he found you slumped in a tiny apartment

he definitely thought you were dead and the anxiety in his voice was real. a tear and a sniffle or two might have been shed before he found the weak pulse in your neck

doesn’t move from your side ONCE, he stays up for days straight until you wake up or is slumped in a barstool

SOAP

thinks you’re joking for the first 2 minutes after you say you’ve been hit

SPRINTS to your location

you’re always together so of course he blames himself that in the 5 minutes you were apart a bullet tears through your chest

when panicked he just starts speaking heavily accented english or full out scots gaelic (he learned it from an old teammate), not out of choice but he noticed it keeps your mind moving when he does so he keeps doing it

one time while injured you went “gaelic more like GAY LICK” and then passed out and he laughed then cried

always thinks he’s going to end up in a vietnam war veteran position holding you

while carrying you to evac you repeated one of ghosts shitty jokes and he nearly dropped you out of fear/temporary resentment

the last words you hear before you die are going to be a mix of “hells fuckin bells” or “sweet baby jesus”

PRICE

this man’s friends are all dead. he’s had men die in his arms before and he’s scared every time that it’s going to be you

NO NO NO NO SOAP SOAAAPPP

absolutely silent, just trying to keep you awake and alive

this man will never leave you alone, you are ALWAYS with him and if you’re not you’re to be looked over by gaz. and if you get injured on gaz’ watch he’ll never hear the end of it

has definitely thought “if y/n dies im killing everyone in this room and then myself” but wouldn’t dare say it out loud

he’d drop everything he was doing, doesn’t matter if it was in the middle of a mission

STAY WITH ME SOLDIER

he puts his hat on you just to shield your eyes from the absolute liveleak that is your abdomen (or the sun, depending on the weather)

you wear his hat until you wake up. if you don’t, you’re being buried with the hat on your chest. that’s your god damn hat now

doesn’t understand what you’re saying but will pretend to laugh if you make a joke

ROACH

would kill everything in his path until he found the one who hurt you

you like to shout “GOOOOOOOD MORNING VIETNAM” just to scare the living shit out of him

141: “i fear no man, but that thing..”

(bloodthirsty roach)

“it scares me.”

he’s nervous and it shows. he’ll cry

he’ll stand outside the door until the doctor lets him know you’re stable (he wants to give you privacy of course)

if you’re afab then he’ll literally pause before taking the gear off your chest because he doesn’t want to invade your privacy. he just shuts his eyes and hopes for the best

he will carry you through hell in order to get you to evac

lays his head on his arms on your legs when you’re in a hospital bed

“i didn’t sign up for this”

that one audio that’s like “oh my gosh.. what do i do?? euuGGGHHHH”

ALBERT WHISKERS!

This kitten likes to scratch

(i didn't come up with this actually :') one of my followers on instagram did lol)

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Stupid dumb little comic