#cod ajax

[ID: two drawings of characters from call of duty: ghosts. first one is of ajax with his arm draped around keegan p. russ' neck, having him bend down slightly as he's brought closer. in the drawing, they're aged 16-17, so they're slightly leaner and have different hairstyles to op's usual designs of them. the second drawing is of kick as kicks from animal crossing. it's kicks wearing military gear and kick's goggles and hat. End ID.]

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Same brain!!

I will die on the hill that keegan is a Jeep guy. I dont like them personally, I find them unreliable... my supervisors literally caught fire in the parking lot. But... yeah... Keegsy likes em.

Keegan

Has: An old Jeep that has absolutely seen some things

Wants: A newer Jeep. Same 'murica fuck yeah feeling, fewer near-death experiences

Explanation: He insists it’s “still good.” It is not. It starts on the second try and only if you don’t rush it. He will drive it until it physically refuses to move out of spite.

Kick

Has: A GMC Jimmy with catastrophic death wobble

Wants: An ECU-tuned Honda Civic

Explanation: The steering wheel shakes like it’s possessed and Kick just grips it harder. When asked what’s wrong, he says “alignment” and changes the subject. He wants the Civic because it wouldn’t actively try to kill him at highway speeds.

Merrick

Has: A Toyota Tundra

Wants: His Toyota Tundra

Explanation: This truck is his child. He talks to it. He maintains it better than some marriages. If it ever dies, he will mourn quietly and then buy the exact same one.

Logan

Has: A Saturn Vue

Wants: The Hellcat he was promised at enlistment

Explanation: He drives the Vue like it personally betrayed him. Every loud car that passes is emotional damage. He brings up the Hellcat at least once a week like it’s still pending.

Hesh

Has: His dad’s old pickup

Wants: His dad and his brother back

Explanation: The truck runs because Hesh refuses to let it stop. Every noise has a name. Every scratch has a story. No one jokes about this one because they like living.

Ajax

Has: A Chevy Suburban

Wants: A Mitsubishi Lancer

Im sorry friendo. Also sorry this took so long to get to you. Im finishing chrimby presents

You don’t announce it.

You just sit down.

The common room is loud in that familiar way, half chatter, half background noise. Ajax is mid-story, hands moving everywhere. Kick is half upside down on the couch with his tablet, one sock missing like always. Hesh is leaning against the counter, eating something he definitely wasn’t supposed to finish. Merrick is at the table with Logan, quietly arguing over something logistical. Keegan is off to the side, cleaning his gear like always.

You sit.

And somehow, everything slows.

Kick feels it before he understands it.

He pauses mid-scroll, eyes flicking up automatically. The grin he had ready never quite lands. You’re too still. Shoulders drawn in, hands clasped tight in your lap like you’re holding yourself together by muscle memory alone.

He sits up fully. No jokes. No noise.

Ajax clocks it a half-second later. His voice trails off mid-sentence, hands freezing in the air. “Hey,” he says gently. “You good?”

You open your mouth. Close it. Shrug.

That’s enough.

Kick scoots closer immediately, movement quiet, deliberate. He doesn’t crowd you. Just bumps his knee lightly against yours, grounding without demanding anything. His voice, when he speaks, is low. Careful.

“…You wanna sit here, or you wanna steal my spot?” he asks.

You don’t answer, but you don’t move away either. He takes that as permission.

Hesh sets his food down slowly. No commentary yet. He just watches you like you’re something fragile that shouldn’t have been hurt.

Merrick straightens at the table. Logan’s jaw tightens, eyes narrowing just a fraction. Neither of them speaks, but both of them are suddenly paying attention.

Keegan doesn’t move at all.

But his eyes lift.

And they don’t leave you.

“I broke up with him,” you say finally. Your voice doesn’t shake, which almost makes it worse. “Or… we broke up. I don’t know. It just, ended.”

Kick’s hand curls into the couch cushion beside you. Not angry. Just bracing.

“Oh,” he says quietly. “Shit.” Then, softer, like it matters that you hear it. “I’m really sorry.”

Logan exhales through his nose. “That sucks,” he says plainly. Honest. No sugar. “Breakups mess with your head more than people admit.”

Merrick nods once. “You don’t owe anyone a timeline for feeling better,” he adds. “Take the space you need.”

Hesh doesn’t wait any longer. He steps forward and pulls you into a hug, firm and warm, his hand rubbing slow circles between your shoulders. “You don’t gotta explain,” he murmurs. “You can if you want. But you don’t gotta.”

Your throat tightens anyway.

Kick leans forward, elbows on his knees, looking up at you like this is the only thing in the room that matters. “Hey,” he says gently. “If your brain starts telling you stupid lies tonight, you tell it to shut up. Or you tell me, and I’ll do it for you.”

That does it. You snort despite yourself.

“There it is,” Ajax says, relief flickering across his face. “She laughed.”

Kick points at him. “I helped. Emotionally. Through the power of me.”

Keegan finally stands.

He crosses the room quietly and stops in front of you, close enough that his presence feels steady instead of overwhelming. “You’re allowed to be upset,” he says. “Even if it was the right choice.”

Something in your chest cracks open at that.

He sits beside you, shoulder brushing yours. Deliberate. Anchoring.

“You don’t have to be okay tonight,” he adds. “We’ve got you.”

No one argues.

Merrick gestures toward the kitchen. “Food’s happening,” he says. “Logan’s in charge of not burning anything.”

Logan scoffs. “Rude. But fair.”

Ajax tosses a blanket over your lap like it’s instinct.

Kick grabs the remote and queues up something dumb without asking, then glances sideways at you. “If it’s bad, we’ll roast it together,” he says. “Therapeutic.”

Hesh presses a warm mug into your hands. “Drink. It helps.”

And Kick stays close. Knee still touching yours. Shoulder within reach. Talking just enough to keep the quiet from getting heavy. Letting you breathe.

You don’t feel fixed.

But you feel held.

You're so right, to be honest since we don't have much content on him I can't form a solid opinion. However, it was said he was super close to Keegan specifically, so I'm going to say-

After all, you're always on guard. Your hackles are always raised to fine points. Your tail is always puffed up when around others. Your ears never indicate relaxation. You act no more like a human than an actual cat would, and even to yourself it seems like a bad case of anger issues. Occasionally, they'll try to include you. It's hard for everyone involved, though. You're acting like every little thing is a threat. The most positive interactions you get throughout the day are when Ajax pops up behind you and shows you random tiktoks that he found funny. His own way of showing care. One day, he shows you a tiktok just to get your opinion on it- the idea that some people go around life without any genuine consciousness, like they're just living off of instincts alone. You read through the comments together, going back on forth about the idea until you say something that catches him off guard. "I dunno, I've done things without thinking since I was young. Everyone always tries to give advice, but when it comes down to it, it's kinda like my body reacts before my brain does? I'm not like that all the time, obviously-" Before you can even finish your sentence, the mountain lion is dragging you into his own den and grooming your fur. At first, you're hissing and lashing out at him as you would normally, but slowly you ease into it. Eventually, you're halfway asleep in his arms and much calmer than you had been previously. "Not gonna pry, but did something shitty happen when you were younger? It seems like you're always running on instincts."

Ajax- Leopard. I dunno, he just gives panther vibes lmao.

Elias - Grey Wolf. He's just a leader man. Idk how to say it... Death pupper.

Hesh - Wolf-Dog(Grey Wolf and Golden Retriever mix). Yes I made Mrs. Walker a Golden Retriever. Deal with it. EITHERWAY, Hesh looks more like his dad, pointed, upright ears, thicker fur for tail along with coloring of his fur, probably has golden highlights.

Keegan - Yeah no... He's a snow leopard... I... I tried. I really did. But he just... Yeah there's no winning with that. The fandom cooked, props to whomever suggested it first.

Kick - Fennec Fox. He was gonna be a Maned Wolf... But then me and a friend of mine decided Fennec Fox was a better fit... Also big fox eared Kick just makes me giggle.

Logan - Wolf-Dog(Grey Wolf and Golden Retriever mix). He looks more like his mom though, 1 ear is floppy, more golden-hued fur, but still thick furred tail.

Merrick - Black/Tyrant Hawk-Eagle. I dunno, he gives birds with black feathers vibes.

Neptune - Platypus. No further comment.

Ramos - Leopard Gecko. Tail dropping. That is all

Rorke - Cassowary... No notes.