#keegan

[cloangi]

It's been a while since last I posted my art

[schizo-bbgs]

Keegan ^(2)

[yupstep]

He has such a yummy voice 😤 I imagine he has that edgy fboy style but is actually a sweetheart.

Also I copy pasted his mask pattern from the wiki page :’D I didn’t feel like drawing that thing 4 times.

I was almost snowed in at work today so I did a doodle page of Keegan for fun. I got Gaz and Soap lined up too

[tumbwr]

[casiia]

༉‧₊˚. — KEEGAN p. russ; just a massage.

warnings .: x reader, smut, mdni 18+, female reader, prone-bone, speed bump, female anatomy, slightly unedited.

.: masterlist.

keegan who has your stomach pressed into the mattress, his thick thighs straddling the back of yours. his calloused hands are slipping under your shirt and you have to remind him that it’s just a massage.

he claims he knows, and says that your clothes are getting in the way. so you let him remove your shirt, his thumbs putting pressure on the spots that you complained about.

and when you moan into the sheets, he pushes down on you harder. arching your back into the bed and pressing his aching groin against your ass.

keegan keeps one hand on your back, keeping you still while his other one yanks down your pants.

you’re whining and squirming under him, knowing where this is going. you voice that you’re tired and too sore for this, to which he just coos and teases his index finger into your tight hole.

he’s mumbling into your ear — “i’ll take care of you.” “i’ll make the pain go away.” and he sounds so genuine, so needy. he’s slipping another finger into you, a cocky smirk on his face. you were so wet for him and he starts to think it’s because of the way his hands squeezed you, traveling down your skin and groping you lower down your back than you intended for.

your thighs squeeze together, and you have a pillow covering your face, muffling the moans that uncontrollably spill from your lips as your orgasm approaches. keegan only shakes his head at this, pulling his fingers out and holding you down.

you’re whining again, pleading for him to do something. he squeezed your hips apologetically, although his voice feigns any sign of sympathy. “you know the rules, bad girls don’t get to cum.”

and you feel tears run down your cheeks, exhaustion and an uncomfortable feeling settles in your stomach. you beg for him to help you, make you feel good so you can go to sleep.

how can he not listen to your pleas, he can’t just leave his girl in pain. so he’s leaning over to press kisses to your shoulders, his hands massaging at your lower back. you’re crying under him, the pain from your muscles almost too much to bear.

but suddenly his hard cock is slapping against your folds, smearing your juices in between your thighs. his fat tip nudges your clit and you gasp, your hips pushing back into him.

he allows you to do so, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. keegan’s mumbling almost incoherently about how he’ll take so much care of you, make you forget about the pain, and fuck you so good you’ll fall asleep.

you hope that he keeps to his word, the feeling of his girthy cock slipping into your tight cunt makes you forget all about the pain that ran through your body. he doesn’t stop until he’s pushed all the way inside of you, the only thing you can focus on is the way your walls stretch to accommodate his size.

his chest is pressed against your back and you can hear his shaky breath, his kisses the top of your head, saying that it’s gonna be okay, and you’re gonna feel so good. he can’t help himself when you’re begging for it again, needing him and his touch.

so he’s thrusting into you at a pace that is no longer as sweet as his words or kisses. his head dropping into the crook of your neck, he’s pushing himself so deep inside of you that your brain goes all fuzzy. the only thing on your mind is keegan and how he’s stuffing you full.

AN: quick lil drabble cuz i hurt my back sooo bad yesterday and i've been thinking about this. someone lmk if this is ooc for keegan, i was kinda nervous to post this!!

[all-purpose-dish-soap]

thinkin about ex-husband keegan p russ. 

thinkin about how there's no way he doesn't show up at your front door within hours of the first ODIN attacks. 

keegan fucking russ standing at your door at three in the morning without so much as a cursory greeting. makes you pack a suitcase with whatever bare essentials you can't live without. there's a lot of arguing involved but not a lot of conversation, as usual. you talk, sure, and he listens, nods, and then looks at his watch and says you need to move your ass or he's gonna move it for you. 

next thing you know, you're in his passenger seat and he's driving you to his military base six hours away.

he doesn't bother to explain anything, but he does bother to ask you what happened to that fiance of yours.

you give him a heated look, one that says you're ready to square up. defensive, aren't you. that tells him what he wants to know and he scoffs, adjusting his one-handed grip on the steering wheel. good riddance.

you're one of the few civilians on base. you try to be civil with keegan, but falling into old habits is too fucking easy. you and keegan married young--it was a boot camp wedding for the benefits--and the marriage itself wasn't good. well--parts of it, certain parts, were good. really good. 

none of it was healthy, mind you. just this cycle of arguing all day and then settling the argument in bed all night. sometimes well into the next day. you couldn't go twelve hours without picking a fight, and he couldn't let it go. not without putting you on your back and railing you until you forgot whatever the hell you were mad about.

something about keegan just makes you aggressive. just makes you want to bare your teeth and go for his throat. something about how impassive he is, how hard he is to rattle, makes you want to push him until he reacts.

you're in the perfect situation to piss him off on base by sleeping with some other dude. 

or at least that's what you think. 

keegan makes sure the other soldiers know you are one hundred percent off-limits. keegan's ex-wife? yeah, none of the other soldiers are gonna touch that with a ten-foot pole. 

one or two joke around about how dumb he was to let a bombshell like you divorce his ass, but keegan shuts it down real fucking quick.

then he starts showing up at your door just to give you the chance to pick a stupid fight. 

he finds himself pushing you farther and farther, finds himself craving that satisfaction he gets when you turn that heated look of pure loathing on him. he wants you to throw your barbs his way. not just the lighthearted teasing you toss out to his teammates--he wants you to lash out at him. give him everything you've got. make it hurt.

if you're glaring at him, belittling him, insulting him, you're not out there flirting with someone else. your attention is his.

he always seems to show up at your door when you're moody and listless. pent up with tension. your method of dealing with it involves this, mm, push and pull he enjoys. sometimes his squadmates send him to your door when they catch attitude from you.

"heard you got on everyone's nerves today," he tells you. "you gonna be a handful?"

you swing the door closed, wanting it to slam in his face, but you find it bangs into his boot instead. he bullies him way inside easily and shuts the door behind him.you skip past asking him what he wants and instead tell him to fuck off. straight to business. he's always liked that about you.

"keep talkin' like that and i'll really start enjoying myself," he tells you.

you retreat just to grab your cigarettes and light one up. he swipes your lighter faster than you can snatch it away.

you quit smoking after the two of you broke up. so did he. and here you both are.

"just came to check on you," he tells you. you both know that's a lie. you both know why he's here, and you both know why you aren't trying any harder to send him away. "you could use some friendly company."

you tell him in no uncertain terms that he's not friendly company.

he flips open a carton of cigarettes--your carton, you realize with a start. you didn't see him take it. he pulls out a cigarette and  lights it up, but pockets the carton, a wry little smirk on his face.

"don't act like you hated it last night."

you snatch the cigarette out of his mouth and tell him he'd better not say a goddamn word about last night.

"sure, baby," he tells you, he watches your lips intently as you take a drag of his cigarette. "you know I can keep a secret."

...

this is on you @keegansshark

more Keegan / masterlist tag

[batsyforyou]

Mini Headcanons for Squishing Their Cheeks

Tags: Dramatic kisses, squishing faces, crack?

Author's Note: Was trying to write one of my longer fics and felt blocked. So, random nonsense go!

Squishing and kissing Ghost’s cheeks

Would just sit there and take it pretending to be annoyed but he secretly loves it. Just kinda goes. Long drawn out sigh. “Doll.” Just accepts fate. 

Squishing and kissing Roach’s cheeks

would include him smiling and just flopping over lol. Grips you under your bum and picks you up and lays you on the bed for cuddles. To end the squishing of his cheeks part as you move to kiss all over his pink face. 

Squishing and kissing Keegan’s Cheeks

he smirks and teases you. “Come on babe, you can do better than that.” If he can get the words out lol. Will instead shove you back into the bedroom for another activity. 

Squishing and kissing König’s cheeks

he be laying on your lap peacefully before the bombardment begins. At you squishing and kissing him he’d groan out and just grab your hands and hide them in his. He loves the attention but he can do without the squishing part. After he’d just sigh and peacefully go back to his dozing with you laughing. 

Squishing and kissing Soap’s cheeks

he’d treat it like a military attack. He’d playfully gasp and use military talk like “contact front!” and throw you over his shoulder and toss you in the pool before jumping in with you, much to your disapproval. That or he’d push you into the counter and perform a counter attack of his own. With hot kisses and tickling your sides.

Overall they can do without being squished lol.

Masterlist

[450mlsnowie]

sketch

[ma1phestio]

[no content]

[urfavpillow-princess10]

Hear me out on the after care from each call of duty character.

Ghost would move your hair out of your face with a finger. Kissing you softly on the cheek “you did so well for me, love” he’d mumble in your ear. He would disappear into the bathroom for a moment. Coming back with a soft wet cloth. Cleaning you up gently while mumbling soft praises to you “took me so good.” He’d mumble “you look beautiful like this.” He might even make you a nice warm tea to soothe your now sore throat as-well.

Keegan would give you one finally spank on the bottom. “Told ya you could do it.” He’d smirk, capturing your lips in a fierce possessive kiss. “You’re all mine, baby.” He whispers in your ears “every inch of you..” he’d tilt your chin up, forcing him to look up at you “you did so good..” he would tuck you in with the blanket you two had made a mess out of. He’d clean it up later. He’d give you a soft kiss on the neck “get some rest.”

Gaz, who was a pussy drunk mess while pounding into you. He falls on-top of you when he finishes “fuck you feel so good..” he mutters into the crook of your neck “you take me so good, I love how you look under me, baby” he whispers slightly. Rolling off you and laying beside you for a second. After a little while he’d get up as head to the bathroom. Running a warm bath for you. “Love, I ran you a bath..come on” he said as he helped you up from the bed. Your legs shaky and weak after your experience. He helped you step into the bath. Slowly rinsing you off.

I just did my personal favourite characters, if you have any requests lmk

[marigoldpollen]

I almost passed out tbh

[bnanamlkluvr]

imagine walking around with these two beside you 😩🤚🏻 scary masked boyfriends privilege <3

but in reality —in private, they’re big softies for you

[wjehfshs]

Keegan, Hesh, and Logan X reader who’s very light (picking you up)

I’m making this bc I feel super insecure about being underweight and not being able to put any weight on so I made some fluff to make myself feel better

Keegan

You two were playing around

Play fighting for a bit

He went to pick you up and yes he is strong but he was expecting to at least have to put in some work

So when he picks you up and you’re light asf he’s surprised

Doesn’t say anything but now he’s silently told himself to carry you around regularly since you’re so easy to pick up

Hesh

You were just standing in the hallway, thinking something over when Hesh snuck up behind you and picked you up

He was also expecting to have to put in work to pick up a whole human being

But when he was able to just pick you up like that. He went from 😄 to 😦

Literally that was his face

Shocked to say the least

“Dude wtf you’re so light” he doesn’t mean to be rude with that comment so if you get upset about it he’ll immediately apologise

Logan

You couldn’t reach something that was super high up

Logan couldn’t reach it either so you asked him to lift you up so you could grab it

As he did he kinda stumbled a bit because he had put in a lot of force, expecting you to be heavier

“Logan I swear if you drop me” you snapped playfully at him, but also trying to regain your own balance

[wecantspeakbutwecandraw]

i studied Keegan drawn by @yooo-lets-go (i hope u don't mind) because i love how they convey his tiredness of sewer goblin aka he's drawn perfectly

jakby keegan był polakiem to byłby krzyśkiem czy krystianem ???¿

[all-purpose-dish-soap]

it IS funny to me that we collectively decided keegan is THE meanest, most fuckable, most viscera-soaked dirt-caked bitch in cod ghosts. and while i do agree, keegs is absolutely not the main character of his own game (it's hesh, with silent player character logan and keegan's boss merrick as secondary protags) and even fucking tvtopes roasts keegan's ass for having zero ascertainable personality:

keegan exists because the devs realized they couldn't show the first-person player character assassinating people from the shadows, but they could still serve us some good fucking food by handing a knife and night vision goggles to the scrunkliest freak on the recon team.

[wh1ny-puppy]

Little bit of Keegan thoughts cause yes I am in fact a COD girlie

He would so overstim his gf with a vibrator to her clit and fingers curling deep inside her. He’d put on a voice of faux sympathy, his head pressed into the back of her neck as she sat on his lap. “Cmon pup, you gotta cum.” He’ll whisper, pretending like she didn’t already. She’ll try and tell him, but between her sobs and gasps of pleasure, he won’t hear. “I know what you cumming feels, looks, and sounds like pup, I know you didn’t yet.” And as she hits her second orgasm from his fingers and the vibrator, he still won’t stop. He’ll whisper gentle words to her the entire time, the same faux sympathy never going away. “Poor pup struggling to cum? You shouldn’t deprive yourself, just be a good girl and let go for me.” Until she finally ends up squirting from overstimulation, Keegan finally easing up and stopping once she came down from her high. “There you go. Feels amazing to finally cum, right sweetheart?” As if he didn’t just overstimulate her to the point of her squirting.

(Anyways let me be Keegans gf)