#keegan reader

nsfw under the cut [insert cod man here] x fem!reader.

I keep seeing people say their hc of where he's from is like, places like Texas.

that man is not a Texan. his accent is subtle, sure, but he's northeast all day long. that man is from like, NY, New England area most likely.

he's 38 as of CoD: Ghosts, which points to him being a teenager in the early-mid 2000s. he totally had a MySpace.

and he's quiet, so he was most certainly either emo/alt and stuck to himself for high school.

he takes his coffee black with one sugar.

he likes his women to be similar to him, in the way that they're not all about being the center of attention.

his love languages are acts of service and quality time

he reads. a lot. so much. likes being read to while you rake your nails through his hair.

he has so many tattoos. so many.

Black hair. argue with the wall, idc what the game says HE IS NOT BALD.

his favorite thing to do is lay his head on your thighs while you pet his hair after a long day.

his coming home from deployment routine is as follows- say hi, shower for an hour, brush his teeth, clean/bandage wounds he sustained, and then sleep. the coming home sex comes after.

I'm torn on whether he's gentle when it comes to that. like, yeah, he's a sweetie, but also that long without his precious baby, and he might be going a little feral once he's buried back into your cunt. no thoughts, only monkey brain who's only instinct is to eat, sleep, fuck.

but at the same time... so long without his precious baby, he might spend hours reacquainting himself with your body. slow, deep thrusts with whispered praises, affirmations of love and promises of forever.

off mission? he sneaks up on hesh and logan in the common room on base, making them jump ten feet.

until... a new girl joins. she's just like him, it seems.

quiet, reserved. he doesn't mind.

he wanders base aimlessly, unable to sleep for one reason or another.

her eyes play in his mind on repeat. the slow blinks. the subtle green. her dark hair.

he doesn't do feelings. he doesn't know what's going on. surely, he's just restless.

and so, he walks.

and thinks of those pretty, green eyes.

and how they'd look under him, mouth shaped in a pretty 'o' while he stuffs her full of his cock for hours.

how they'd look with her mouth full of his cock, watery lashes and bloodshot from his tip bruising the back of her throat repeatedly.

how they'd look, her laying on his bed on her side in the afterglow.

how they'd sparkle for him, and only him.

it eats him alive. he barely knows her. he can't think these things.

and so, he walks.

she scares him. makes him weak. hardly says two words to him.

"hi, sarge. coffee?" is the most she ever says to him outside of missions.

he always agrees. she makes good coffee, he likes that.

her fingers brush his, handing the cup over. it sends a flutter to his chest.

he ignores it.

keegan is solitary.

141:

Price: feel like he enjoys numetal. think like, korn, soad, maybe sprinkle in some limp bizkit and he's vibing.

Ghost: def a muse enjoyer. i totally see him putting on origin of symmetry and drinking bourbon to chill.

Soap: Scottish folk music. man is a proud Scot.

Gaz: i feel like Gaz would totally vibe with alt rock or classical rock. man loves tool and creed and you cant convince me otherwise.

Ghosts:

Merrick: Hairbands. Metallica, Kiss, Megadeth, etc. Loves a heavy guitar.

Keegan: 90s grunge. Nirvana, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains, etc. totally see him just laying on his bed in starfish staring at the ceiling with a huge grunge playlist playing.

Hesh: pop/hip hop and sometimes country.

He has a crush on a girl but won't admit it.

ooo i like this

and its not even bc he doesn't want to, yk?

like, of course he wants to. she's just so pretty, and so much like him. how could he not?

but... the nature of his job. he doesn't want to leave a girl alone. doesn't want to leave his babydoll home alone, worryin' about him.

that, and he wants to keep her safe.

the nature of his job being what it is, as rorke has proven, is that the ghosts are not safe. they can and will be targeted.

and who's to say their loved ones couldn't be used as bait?

and he wouldn't want that.

so he'll admire from afar. keep her safe, safe from himself.

safe from his job, and his past.

cw: none, just tooth rotting cuteness.

tags: @the-palelady

oh i like this.