#cod hesh

[blacktacmopsi]

Miscellaneous Ghosts HeadCanons: Vol 2

Keegan wears a paracord bracelet.

Kick unironically owns one of those big boob mousepads.

Merrick drives an orange old FJ cruiser that he takes insanely good care of. He lets no one else drive it.

Hesh and Logan have matching star tattoos, just on opposite arms.

Merrick has Navy themed tattoos and looks so fucking fine when he's wearing his dress whites (what a foxy grandpa!).

I'm pretty sure Kick was also in the Navy as well.

Merrick is PICKY as hell when it comes to what he uses to wash himself with (outside of missions where showering is not readily available. He'll use whatever he can get his hands on).

Kick refuses to tell anyone why he goes by 'Kick'. Anytime anyone has ever asked, he tells a different story.

When not in tactical, Kick rocks Hawaiian shirts.

Logan is a master prankster. Even as an adult he still pulls them off on Hesh for a giggle.

Hesh is a book worm.

Keegan likes to watch old re-runs of King of the Hill.

Merrick knows almost every Creedence Clearwater Revival song there is.

Logan and Hesh both really like true crime documentaries. It's a weird thing they bond over.

Kick every now and then will make fun of Keegan for his edgy metal phase when he was younger. Keegan will be quick to remind Kick about how he would get off to the movie Species 2.

Hesh loves movies by Paul Verhoeven... including Showgirls.

Merrick has been married once before. He's a widower. He still loves his late wife very much and her loss is possibly why he's so rough around the edges. When he can, he always places flowers on her grave. "Been thinking about you, ol' gal."

Keegan has had some teeth knocked out of him before on missions. He had to get implants.

All the Ghosts have experienced the pain of a broken collar bone before. It's like a weird rite of passage no one wants.

[lovefromlaura]

Noo dont attack us David 'hesh' Walker fans,theres like 9 of us

[yooo-lets-go]

I beg of you, I need more of your COD Ghosts content!! I love your art so much. (And I’d love to see your take on what you think Logan looks like)

Keegan did, in fact, fuck his brother 😔

[ghouljams]

No thoughts, only cowboy!Hesh calling his sweetheart mama in casual conversation. Just. Oooooh.

He is so slick with it. You think he's better than his brother but you forget that Logan has to get it from somewhere. It's just that Hush puts on the act of being older, more mature, more settled into his retirement. Your big bear of a partner, who hardly seems to care for more than being sweet on you and taking care of the ranch, who thinks offering you his seat is flirting and buying you drinks is just what a gentleman should do. Who you text about wanting a new dress and he tells you, "anything you want mama, on me."

Like GOD he is so bad. He is so fucking mean playing innocent when you march your ass down to the ranch because this is an in person conversation. "Oh that must be autocorrect" must it be??? Must it be Hesh?? And when you get a little worked up because you will not be gaslit he finally relents with a smile and tells you, "I'm sorry mama, thought you'd like to hear it from your future husband." Huh???? Your what?? "Can call me daddy if you want, be fatherin' your children."

He's been spending too much time with the other cowboys, that's what it is. Too much time around good southern gentlemen and now he's starting to talk like one. Well you will not be swayed by such things! Or you will be. Me? I would simply pass away.

[etienne01]

Some cod ghosts and r6

[forsworned]

DIRTY LITTLE DAYDREAMS ft. HUSBAND!HESH

𓈒༑•̩̩͙ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍

𓈒༑•̩̩͙ 𝖺/𝗇: 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝖿 𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗁, 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗒 𝗂 love 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝗒𝖾 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗒𝖾

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After a long day on field, Hesh wants nothing more than to come home to his pretty wifey and have her sit on his lap as he fondled her folds, underneath her frilly little apron while he sucks on her earlobe and she can't help but to continually twist and pant. He wants to hear the sound of her calling out his name from her sweet, honeydew-flavored lips, fawning over the way he touches her. To inhale her rosejam and coffee perfume as he delves between her dripping walls when he tenderly lays hold of her pretty, lissom neck as she licks her lips before catching them between her teeth.

To have her tremble, digging her fresh, pink manicured set he paid for the day before into his thighs. Her fluttering lashes to glance over at him as her precious, eyes shimmer in serpendipity, spellbound by his lithe fingers working her cute, puffy little clit. To charm her with his winsome words and pet names that would only make her eyes soften before rolling back into her skull.

But he feels his body jolt as Keegan's hand pats his shoulder. "C'mon, kid, we ain't finished yet." His husky voice brings him back to reality of the unfinished task ahead.

His emerald eyes flickering up to his teammates in a nubivagant state. Keegan's gaze abates and a smile, warps the distressed balaclava that conceals his face. He stops for a moment in front of him as Hesh nods, pulling himself out of his stupor and checks his mag.

"I know that wife of yours wants to see your pretty boy ass alive to make it in time for dinner, so let's move." His brows raise playful at him.

Hesh flushes red as he swipes at his wedding band with his thumb before giving him a sheepish grin, knowing he's been caught up in one of his dirty little daydreams about you. "Yeah..."

And don't think for a moment Keegan doesn't see Hesh readjust his tactical pants in his peripheral before they get going again.

[billiousserpent]

Little midnight doodles

[ivrxquack]

Cod embarrassing moments

Ghost

Once tried to pull a door that had to be pushed for three minutes until you pushed and you guys just stared at eachother in a weird silence

Soap

Got so drunk he almost kissed someone who had the same hair color as you and you almost beat the tar out of him

Price

Accidentally walked into a stall to a guy wanking it to granny nudes was traumatized for the rest of the month

Gaz

Ran into a metal pole while you two were walking

Hesh

A ball rolled up to him at the park and he decided to kick it and hurt his toe really bad

Logan

Him and Riley were outside and a giant Rottweiler ran up on them and they both jumped onto a random guys car who just so happened to be a cop was extremely embarrassed and apologized a lot

Keegan

Once got infront of a crazy driver and pulled up to a red light and the driver was screaming and cussing him out the whole time until he turned somewhere

Konig

Stuttered 9 times at the McDonald’s drive thru and drove off and tried at the next one and still stuttered so he just ate a expired peice of bread and thought about why he’s even alive

Kruger

“Accidentally”ate a rat and got rabies so konig had to hold him down while the doctor gave him a shot(idk why I make him such a qourky guy)

Rodolfo

Swam out 5ft deep in the lake and almost drowned but was fully prepared to die in silence since he was to nervous to say anything

Alejandro

Helped a old lady get her cat out the tree and slipped and did the splits on a branch and the lady gave him a cookie in wich he ate in tears

Horangi

Ate moldy cheese and got extremely sick but refused to get rest and before you knew it he was throwing up everywhere and stiletto slipped in it

Graves

Slipped in mud while chasing his siblings when he was younger and landed in horse poop(we all know he grew up on the farm)

[milkteaarttime]

Maybe im over thinking this, and maybe im wrong bc I haven’t played the game in detail(only played through it once) but i feel so sad when i think about how Hesh’s role as an Older brother and the leader may have made him a little neglected emotionally. Elias told Logan he is proud of him at the end but not Hesh even tho Hesh was the one thats yelling at Rorke and trying to take his attention off of Elias and Logan.

He is always protecting Logan, there for Logan, responsible for everything. How he let Logan sleep a little longer because it feels like Logan needed it to him. He is commended for the great things he did and then recommended to be the next person to join the ghosts bc of his good work. But he didn’t get his dad’s mask, Merrick handed it to Logan. Im sure He didn’t care about getting the mask bc he loved Logan (aka Logan having a piece of their dad)more than the idea of being recognized.

Hesh is definitely over looked sometimes because he is always the leader, the person that is expected to be okay. As the oldest siblings I really resonate with him on that aspect. It kinda kills me to think that after Logan was taken he would have the worst survivors guilt. You cant tell me this man wouldn’t have blamed himself. Like he would be so so so devastated and thinks its all his fault and everything he did was for naught.

Sorry just had to talk about Hesh bc he is too underrated 🥲🥲🥲🥲

[saturncodedstarlette]

✨Cod characters as parents P2✨

[konigsblog]

DEEP THROAT

hesh x gn!afab!reader ...

[WARNINGS]: deep throat, blowjob, male masturbation, faux sympathy, female anatomy, gender neutral titles.

[A/N]: so sorry this is late, it slipped my mind! :(

kinktober masterlist. (day 25)

Hesh loves to tease you. He adores a blowjob, especially when he's in control and has the ability to make you whimper and whine just from his tone.

He cooes at you, pushing your hair back. One large hand on your throat, squeezing it slightly to feel himself bulge out your throat. He slowly lowers you onto his length, his broad hips making small movements.

Hesh thrusts into your mouth slowly, a sloppy pace as he pushes you further down onto his veiny shaft. Your moans come out muffled due to his cock and you mewl out, your eyes watering as he hits the back of your throat. “Fuck, sweetheart...” His breath hitches in his throat, slowly easing down.

Your hands tied behind your back, you look up at him with glossy eyes, your lips swollen and wrapped around his girth. It doesn't take a lot longer before he's rutting into your mouth and pushing you down against his base, cursing under his breath and groaning out through the ecsasty rushing through him.

“Doin' so well, love.” his gloved palm on the top of your head, the other cupping your cheek. “Poor thing... Lookin' so exhausted, huh?” he cooes, a smirk evident on his face. He chuckles when you whine, watching you bob your head sloppily, practically swallowing his cock like the greedy thing you are. “My poor, poor thing. I can only think about your needy cunt.”

You whimper, your eyebrow downturned and your eyelids glistening. He tilts your head back and takes a step closer, gripping both sides of your head and fucking his cock down your throat. “Sweet one, don't whine...” He cooes at you. The faux sympathy gives you hope before he ruts down your throat cruelly, listening to the sounds of your gagging.

Hesh grumbles out, his balls against your chin, wet and sticky and coated in a thick layer of drool. You keep your mouth open, sucking on his cock while he fucks your throat, forcing his dick down your throat and keeping it there. With your hands bound, you have no choice but to cry and tremble, breathing through your nose and whimpering around his girth when he pinches your nose for a second.

“You want to suck my cock, huh? Mm', poor little baby... Can't imagine how uncomfortable you are, yeah?” that tone has you weak in the knees, soaking through your panties, attempting to nod your head. He throws his head back, broad hips smacking against your face, slow and steady before he increases his pace, shooting ropes of seed down your throat with a grunt.

Hesh's leaking head drools out thick seed, hot and sticky. Your eyes glisten and your lips become puffy, his cum dripping down your chin. Ruffling your hair and leaning down to kiss you. Cupping your jaw and sloppily making out with you while you whine and pant breathlessly.

[blacktacmopsi]

Logan: "Bro...you know how we have a good and close relationship, right?"

Hesh: "Yeah, definitely."

Logan: "And you know how we can tell each other anything, right?"

Hesh: "Of course."

*Logan takes a deep breath*

Logan: "So...I really need to tell you something."

Hesh: "You can tell me anything. Always."

Logan: "Well...you see...everytime you do your face paint for missions, I can't help but see this:"

*Pulls out his phone and shows him this emoji -> 🗿*

Logan: ...

Hesh:

[yooo-lets-go]

Happy Valentine’s Day ♥️

To everybody except Hesh, I guess

[ghouljams]

Hesh is such a man, like one of those manly men that are just so sexy I can’t even😔 The way he’d have me literally purring like a kitten, his arms??? I’m weak. He’d wrap one around your neck to hold you close, have the side of your face pressed into his shoulder and he’s just gotten home from work so he’s a lil sweaty too😾

What a man, what a man, what a man, what a mighty good man! I love Hesh Walker with all my heart he can be gross as a treat, but also as a little treat to us...

He always comes straight to you when he gets out of the pasture, barely manages to kick his boots off before he's dragging you close, his skin sticky with sweat and his clothes warm from the sun. You whine and complain about it, but it just makes him chuckle. No sense in cleaning up just to get dirty again, he tells you before dragging you off for a quickie before dinner. He's always slow hopping in the shower, but he makes up for it.

Hesh grabs you in the kitchen, presses himself against your back with his hands on your hips, tucks his head against your neck. You reach back to scratch his short damp hair, wrinkle your nose at the sour smell of his sweat. He lets out a huff of air and switches his grip, raising an arm to wrap around your throat as he raises his head. You can feel the tight squeeze of his muscles when he flexes, pressing at your jaw and your pulse, you damn near purr for him.

"Thought about you all day," he tells you, his voice low against your ear, "thought about having you just like this." You shiver, his hand on your hips sliding down, over your stomach and between your legs. You've gotten used to wearing skirts around the house, easy access for him and less work for you. You wonder if other folks in town have similar problems with their man.

"Thought about you too," you tell him, your fingers gripping the arm around your neck. The scent of him, raw and masculine, is only amplified by the warmth of his skin and the closeness of his body. Hesh hums, his fingers bundling your skirt up, making room for him to touch you properly.

"What about me?" He asks and you feel yourself smile. You know he likes this, hearing all the dirty things you think about, acting out your fantasies. He's good to you. You know he worries over being rough with you.

"Last night, just kept thinking of your fingers," as if on cue he rubs his fingers against your cunt, dragging against the wet spot on your panties before hooking the little lacey edge and tugging it aside.

"Yeah?" He kisses your cheek, leans against your back to force you forward, "What were they doing? Remind me."

"They were, nng," you shiver when he circles your clit, toying with you, asking you to do more than anyone could under these conditions. He squeezes your neck, the half headlock making you whine, if he's trying to press you to continue it isn't working.

"Come on mama," he coaxes, as if that could help, "what were they doing?"

"You put-" his fingers slide back, dipping into your hole, you shudder and try to push then deeper before theyre slipping out to toy with your clit. "Played with-" again his fingers skate over your hole, give a testing push, teasing your pussy without giving you what you want. Hesh pulls back to tap your clit when you rock your hips against the feeling.

"Focus baby," he murmurs. You whine, and his shushes you.

"When you were fucking me," you manage. Hesh rubs at your pussy, spreading the slick over your folds, coating his fingers, before pushing two thick digits into you. You clench on them immediately, just to hear him purr. He thrusts them in and out of your cunt, a slow torturous rhythm that leaves you wanting more. He's quiet, focused, waiting on you to finish. You whine and he grinds his palm against your clit. "You were playing with my ass," you mumble, you know he hears you, you almost wish he didn't, "felt good."

"I know it did," he tells you, sweet as can be, your cheeks burn, your skin burns, "never heard you that loud." Hesh kisses your cheek again, curling his fingers to hit that sweet spot near your entrance. You follow the movement of his fingers with your hips, aching for more. "Over the counter baby," he orders, though he doesn't let you go. The only thing he does is take his fingers from you.

You'd whine more, but you hear him fumble with his belt, hear him sigh as he pulls his cock free of his jeans. He pushes you over the kitchen counter, keeps your head held up with his arm, while he pulls your skirt over your ass. "Fucking hell," he groans, tugging your panties to the side to slip his cock between your wet folds, "you're a wonder, maybe I should quit ranchin', just stay home and fuck you all day."

You shake your head, your chin bumping his bicep as the head of his cock catches your entrance, teasing you. "Yeah," he breathes, angling his hips to push inside you, "suppose you'd miss seeing me sweat."

He fills you in one clean stroke, and your eyes roll back. You don't tell him he's right.

[etienne01]

Big boys

[forsworned]

Thank you for the Hesh content, omg I love every single post you make of him!

OMG YOURE WELCOME BABYGIRL IM JUST SO INLOVE WITH HIMSNFJNVFSJV HERES SOME MORE HESH CONTENT BECAUSE I NEED TO GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD <3333

MUNCH ft! DRUNKHUSBAND!HESH

𓈒༑•̩̩͙ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗌𝗒/𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗌, 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗌𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗒

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You were such a lightweight. You knew it, he knew it, everyone knew it. So when you're both stumbling back home from the bar, drunkenly waving to the rest of the Ghosts goodbye as Hesh holds you up to keep your feet planted firmly on the floor it's just all giggles from here on out. He wasn't nearly worse off as you were, clambering into bed as you give him a sexy pose and wink at him in an attempt to seduce your own husband. Hesh can't help but cock an amused brow at you between chuckles as he's helping you out of your heels.

And suddenly you're getting all teary-eyed and pouty. "Baby?"

"Yes baby?" He responds, trying his damn hardest to peel off your stockings.

Your lip jutting out even more, trembling as your voice quivers. "I love you so much, baby."

His brows raise and scrunch up together, tenderly gazing at you and his voice softens. "I love you more, baby."

He lets out a shaky 'aww' as his own lip juts out, the corners of his lips curving upward in a coquettish half-smirk as he finally shucks off your tights and mounts. Dulcet, tipsy kisses smothering themselves all over your lips, cheeks, nose, eyes.--anywhere he can get to he's laying the most candied, buzzed smooches on the exposed parts of your skin and it's igniting a fire in the depths of your groins.

A diminutive whimper leaves your lips as you cord your lithe fingers into his soft, dark hair laden with pomade. Who the hell told him to do that (you literally did it for him before you two left for the bar). You didn't know, and you didn't care. The feeling of desire surges through your body in the form of goosebumps at his fervent touch. "Oh, David." You coo, squeezing your thighs together and he's not stopping his feverish minstrations.

In fact, your little sighs and squirming is fueling the inferno, tenting in his boxers. "What, baby?" He whispers, in between kisses as he starts to delicately imbibe your cushiony earlobe. That was what truly made you buck your hips, grasp tightening on his locks as you moan out and he's already kissing you down your body to your inner thighs.

Legs spread, pussy on full display as he stares at your dewy, succulent folds before he's full-on assaulting it with tongue. Saliva mixing with your arousal and your hands are flying to his shoulders, clawing his skin as you let out an enraptured whine. "Fuck...! Davi...David!"

"So fuckin' good. You taste so good, [name]." He murmured, lapping you up at a dangerously quick pace. It so fucking filthy the way he's spitting on your cunt and supping you up like your his last meal. Sturdy hands clasping onto your thighs to keep your thighs propagated open, so he can continue devouring your overflowing cunt. Juices trickle down his lips, dribbling over his chin as he hums against the engorged flesh of your furls.

Fluttering eyelids reveal the whites of your oculars as your chest pitches at the euphoria of his raffish movements. "Oh my...! David...David I'm gonna cum!"

So good. It felt so fucking good. For you, Hesh was the biggest munch and drunk Hesh was a horny Hesh, only wanting to please you with the most toe-curling, pussy convulsing orgasms. The pyre in your belly, beginning to peak and the weakened, dragged-out sobs were a surefire telltale sign that you were going to be cumming all over his mouth.

And this only bolsters him, long, swift licks to your puffy clit that causes you to arch your back, and the tingly, inviting feeling of your climax begins to unfold all over your body. It pleasantly dissipates like ocean waves crashing onto the shoreline, seafoam bubbles fizzling as they reach the sand.

But Hesh is still going. Overarousing the fuck out of your cunt, savoring your sweetness as you squirm at his hyperactive touch, pushing his head away until he releases the hold his lips have on your clit. He licks his mouth like he's just had the best meal of his life. And if you asked him if he had, he would surely beam at you with that brilliant, sexy smile of his and tell you, "Hell yeah."

But you're too fucking tired for that, heaving from the insane orgasm your husband just gave you. He bestows your pussy with a soothing kiss before resting his head on your quivering thigh.

"David?" You call out softly to him, caressing the back of his neck letting his hair prickle against your palm. But he's fast asleep, konked the absolute fuck out and you're not even coherent enough to wake him. "Love you."

"Love you, too." He murmurs half awake, slotting another sweet kiss to your skin and you can't help but giggle at him. He always wanted the last "I love you".