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Kick Headcanons

(because there is so little content abt my baby)

TW: Self harm

His full name is Michael Blaze.

He is left handed.

His dad had left him and his mom when Kick was born. His mom had been a huge support factor throughout his early life.

He sees Elias as father figure, because Elias wasn't a coward like his own dad and was with his sons through all of their hard times and success.

He has a small fridge in his barracks that he stores energy drinks in.

He has self harmed in his highschool years and has healed scars on his right shoulder. When his mom found out, instead of comforting like Kick expected, she got mad and scolded him. (might finish the story I'm writing on this and share it later)

He plays Minecraft and has a world where rest of the team sometimes play along. (He play other games too and codes cheats just to beat Logan.)

He is deadly scared of mice.

He has dark brown hair but he dyes it randomly, he had bleached his roots, dyed it all black, bleached highlights and so on. One time he accidentally dyed his hair all blue because some idiot at mall decided to change the dyes in the boxes.

He has honey brown eyes.

He has medical knowledge besides coding and technology.

He sometimes paints his nails but because of wearing gloves too much the team barely sees it. It's mostly black or deep navy.

Has a folder for everyone's stupid pictures. Whether it was taken while the other was sleeping or when they sent it to the group chat (because yeah they obviously have one) and then deleted it. Kick has all of them. Mainly Keegan, because he somehow keeps managing accidentally sending pictures of himself. Kick refuses to delete it even though he had been threatened over it several times.

The best cook in the team.

Got his driver's license suspended a few too many times along with too many warnings and speed tickets. (Keegan was no different from him if not worse.)

@vixtastic

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Kick being left handed and rest of the team being confused and shocked the same amount every time they see him write smth down.

Keegan: YOURE LEFT HANDED??!??!!!

Kick: ..yeah?

Keegan: SINCE WHEN???!!!!?

Kick: Birth..probably??

Keegan: WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US?!!?!???

Kick:

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Y'all missed my point and it shows. First of all I didn't say there is something wrong with wanting to date someone older/younger. Do y'all think it's not weird for a 40~ year old man to date an 18 year old woman?? Sorry not sorry but an 18 year old person (gender doesn't matter) is still not very different from a kid. These povs/stories and stuff only show if the legal limit was younger they would write for that. Because isn't 18 ODDLY specific if not the legal age? Why not 23? Why not 34?

Second of all I block people. I blocked a lot of CoD tumblr accounts, or accounts from other fandoms. I even block celebrities on different platforms just because I don't wanna see their content. But would there be anyone left if I keep blocking x reader accounts like that? No. Because somehow most of the fandom that writes stuff do it in that way. I'm a trans guy and I don't like reading x female readers, let alone x female readers that are written in that way. I don't think it's my fault people don't tend to write it in the start of a post. How could I know it's femreader when there is no warning there? I don't have any problems with kinks, do whatever you wanna do with consent from all of the parties involved. But it's so weird for me to ignore when the reader is written like a literal kid.

And for the "we can do whatever we want with fictional characters, they are not real" mindset, fiction affects reality. Yes even yours. A lot of people already shared their opinion on this mindset and I'm not gonna bother with sharing mine. Because it's obvious from this and previous post what I think.

I started writing CoD fics/hcs years ago. Me starting to post on Tumblr doesn't mean I learned about this fandom just yesterday. I just didn't want to share my opinions since half of the fanbase is toxic hetero men, and the other half is just horny booktoker hetero women.

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vent abt this fandom ig?? prolly ill delete it l8r why is a big popularity so weird in this fandom????? why are we writing/imagining GROWN ASS MEN date reader (HAS TO BE FEMALE BECAUSE THERE IS NO OTHER GENDERS THAN FEMALE IN THIS SHITTY ASS FANDOM RIGHT GUYS????) that is going to college??????? or like barely legaaallll😝😝😝😝

chat stop omg its so weiiirddddd they wouldnt date an 18 year old woman. not even under 30 most likely. the BEST it would be around 25 or smth. and why is reader/yn ALWAYS childish in some ways. Why does she keeps crying and whining and pouting and being a stupid ass KID. why whhy why whywywhywhwyhwyhwywhyyyyyyyyy oh yeah lets make reader (she her btw) cry after she gets fucked SENSELESS after she begs stop bcz like who are we to listen to her when she is so sensitiveee and needdyyyyyy!!!!! and then lets fuck her some more till she passes out or smth im not even kink shaming or anything bcz dude this is borderline weird. yall write shit like that even when its not smut. I DONT KNOW IF I MADE MY POINT BUT LIKE GUYYYSSSS PLS DONT MAKE GROWN ASS MEN FUCK A WOMAN THAT ACTS LIKE A KID PLS

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They're so silly i love them 😭😭😭😭😭😞😞😞😞❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 (David ended up sharing it bcz he's a good older brother)

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When Mrs. Walker was mad at Elias, she would use full legal name on him, making Elias fix whatever mistake he did. Logan was 2 at the time, learning how to talk. He still had problems talking, not diagnosed with selective mutism yet, but you don't expect a full sentence from a 2 year old boy, right? So everyone at home was pleased with how he was talking.

Elias was sitting on the couch in the living room, David on his lap, as he was reading a story to him. Logan was playing with toys on the floor, fully focused on driving the car around the carpet. But then he caught on a single word; ice-cream. His shoulders squared and he turned around, looking at his dad and brother from the floor with wide eyes and parted lips.

Elias didn't catch that on and continued reading the story. But Logan had already managed to raise himself from the floor by holding onto the coffee table, waddling towards the couch. He patted on Elias's leg, hitting his head down on his lap when Elias didn't answer, and insted pressed a finger to his lips to motion Logan to be quiet. Because David was starting to doze off.

Logan didn't listen to that command, why should he? He had something in his mind, only one thing. And that was ice-cream.

He started whining and patting with more force on Elias's lap. Causing David to mumble and shift on Elias's lap. Elias put the story book down and grabbed Logan with his now-free hand by the scruff of his shirt like a stray kitten. He set Logan on his other leg, putting an arm around his small torso so he wouldn't fall.

Logan reached for the story book, his small fingers clutching the thick papers of it. He turned a few pages over and pointed at the picture of an ice-cream. Then looked at Elias expectedly, pointing a few times more for good measure.

"You want ice-cream?" Elias said, looking down at Logan. He nodded eagerly, continueing to point at the image. David nuzzled his face on Elias's chest, thankfully still asleep.

"It's a bit early for ice-cream, buddy. It's middle of march, and mommy isn't home. I can't leave David alone, while he's sleeping." Elias explained, caressing Logan's short blond hair. Logan furrowed his eyebrows, tapping the picture with more force before scoffing. "You'll get sick, Logan. And mommy would get mad at me, alright?"

That didn't satisfy Logan, so he did what he had learned from his mommy:

"E-yas...Theo-doh Wa-kew. Ice-cweam." He said with that pouty expression, trying to look scary like his mommy. Elias tried to stand his ground. Keyword: tried. Because in the end, their lunch was ice cream and Elias's lunch was a scolding session from Mrs. Walker.

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chat would yall fw my headcanons if i share them or would yall tell me to kms and make fun of my hcs

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call of duty ghosts mhmhmhmmmm cod mhmhmhmmmm ghosts mhmhmhmhmmhmhm stalker unit mhmhmmmmhhm walker bros mhmhmmm

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i need someone to make an edit of Ghost ('09 or '22) with the war is over song BECAUSE LIKE HIS FAMILY GOT KILLED ON CHRISTMAS AND THE EDIT WILL BE LIKE PARTS FROM THE COMIC WITH Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear PART OF THE SONG AND WHEN THE SONG GOES And so this is Xmas IT WILL BE THE PART WHERE HIM AND SOAP IS NEXT TO EACH OTHER PLEASE SOMEONE MAKE THAT AN EDIT PLEASEEEEE ID LOVE IF ITS A DRAWING TOO MAYBE HIM ENTERING THE REC ROOM AND SEEING REST OF THE TF141 AND THEYRE ALL WAITING FOR HIM TO START CELEBRATING OHMYGODDD I LOVE THEM SO MUCHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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is CoD fandom allergic to writing masc!reader?? i start reading smth here and midway EVEN WHEN THE GENDER OF THE READER DOESNT MATTER FOR THE STORY ITS SHE/HER LIKE WHYYYYY??!!??!?? CANT YALL WRITE FOR EVERYONE??? USE THEY/THEM???? NOT SPECIFY BODY PARTS????? WHY DOES READER'S TITS MATTER WHILE MAKAROV IS SHOOTING SOAP WHYYYY DUDE WWWWWHHHHHYYYYYYYY

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i got bored

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The poor guy dude, he shouldn't be blamed for everything or shot because of it, he loves his children and wife, he's an amazing father. Not everyone will agree with him with how he talks or act towards his children or towards others. He values his family so much.

Rip Elias Walker

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My collection of "Logan are you seeing this shit"

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i cant find traumas to give to my CoD OC. Can yall help me😔😔

i cant give him family trauma cuz others have it already and i cant kill anyone because i killed everyone that i could

I HATE MAKING OCS

HE IS JUST A REGULAR WHITE GUY THERE IS NOTHING SPECIAL OR TRAUMATIC ABOUT HIM!!!! I CANT FIND TRAUMA IDEAS 😭😭😭😭

THE ONLY TRAUMATIC THING HE HAS IS HIM BREAKING HIS SKULL WHEN HE WAS AT HIGHSCHOOL OVER TRUTH-OR-DARE GAME

also i ship him with Ghost SO HE IS THE BASICEST BASIC LIKE SUPER DUPER EXTRA BASIC PLEASEEEE

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Don’t laugh. Don’t you dare fucking laugh.

You promised me we wouldn’t bring this up again.

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When logan start seeing hesh as another parental figure

Idea: @tokillamockingbird427

Logan never really said it out loud. He never had to.

what if rorke didn't kidnapped logan even after elias death (me literally put a gif when rorke dragged logan)

But in the quiet moments, in the spaces between warzones and exhaustion, it was there—buried in the way he followed just half a step behind Hesh, in the way his eyes flicked toward his brother for silent reassurance, in the way he trusted him without hesitation, without question.

It wasn’t something he ever thought about. Not consciously, anyway. But then, their father was gone. Elias Walker—dead.

And suddenly, there was this gap in Logan’s world, a hollow ache where guidance used to be, where security once stood.

And Hesh—Hesh filled it. Not because he had to, not because anyone asked him to, but because he just did

જ⁀➴ᡣ𐭩 Moments That Made Logan Realize

1. The First Time He Caught Hesh Watching Over Him

It was after a mission gone wrong, their bodies sore, exhaustion pressing down on them.

Logan had drifted off, too tired to move, but something made him stir in the middle of the night.

He blinked blearily, adjusting to the dim light of the safe house—only to see Hesh, sitting awake, rifle across his lap, gaze fixed on the door. Standing guard with riley laying in front of him sleepy.

At first, Logan thought it was nothing. Just instinct, just training.

But then he noticed the way Hesh’s fingers curled against his knee, the way his jaw was locked tight like he was forcing himself to stay awake.

Because he needed to make sure Logan was safe.

Logan didn’t say anything. He just turned over, swallowed the lump in his throat, and let himself fall back asleep—because for the first time in a long time, he could.

2. The Night Logan Almost Broke, and Hesh Held Him Together

They didn’t talk about him. About their dad.

But some nights, it was too much.

Logan wasn’t much for words, wasn’t great at explaining the weight pressing against his ribs.

But Hesh noticed. He always noticed.

One night, when Logan thought he was alone, he let himself feel it—that overwhelming, suffocating loss.

He clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms, chest rising and falling too fast, too uneven.

And then—Hesh was just there. No questions, no prying. Just a firm, steady hand on his shoulder.

A quiet, grounding voice: “Hey. I got you.”

Logan let out a shaky breath, nodding once. He didn’t need to say anything.

Because Hesh already understood.

3. When Hesh Took Responsibility Like It Was His Birthright

Hesh started doing things he never used to—small things, barely noticeable unless you were really paying attention.

He made sure Logan ate but not telling him in a pleading way like a mom.

He double-checked Logan’s gear before missions, subtly making adjustments, tightening straps, checking ammo.

And when Logan got hurt? When blood stained his uniform and pain clouded his vision?

Hesh’s voice was the one calling out orders, pushing through the chaos.

“Stay with me, Lo. You’re gonna be fine.”

And somehow, somehow, Logan believed him.

4. Hesh – More Than Just a Brother

Hesh had always looked out for him, but after Elias was gone, something changed.

He didn’t just see himself as Logan’s brother—he became something more. A protector. A leader.

Late one night, when Logan couldn’t sleep, he found Hesh outside, sitting against one of the Humvees, staring at the stars.

Logan sat next to him without a word.

After a long silence, Hesh finally muttered, “I don’t know if I’m doing this right.”

Logan looked at him. “What?”

“Taking care of you.” Hesh exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “Dad knew what to say. What to do. I just— I don’t know.”

Logan swallowed, something heavy settling in his chest. “You don’t have to be him.”

Hesh let out a small, humorless chuckle. “Feels like I do.”

Logan nudged him. “You’re already doing more than enough.”

Hesh didn’t say anything. But after a moment, he reached over and ruffled Logan’s hair, just like when they were kids.

but logan didn't like it giving him a look "dude what the fuck?" asking him with hesh just chuckling with his dripping voice, Walking back to the room leaving logan outside wondering.

જ⁀➴ᡣ𐭩 Childhood moments

1. The Time Hesh Punched a Kid for Messing with Logan

Logan was maybe six, Hesh eight. They were at the park, kicking a ball around when some older kid decided to shove Logan to the ground (obv there is no reason cuz i wanna make logan the main character and everyone wanna mess with him lol)

“Stay down, loser.” the kid said.

Logan, small but stubborn, pushed himself up, dirt on his hands, eyes flicking to Hesh before he could react.

And Hesh? Hesh was already moving.

One second, the kid was smirking. The next? He was on the ground.

Hesh stood over him, fists clenched. "Touch my brother again, and I’ll bury ya in the sandbox."

Logan’s eyes went wide. "DAD SAID WE CAN’T FIGHT."

Hesh glanced at him, still fuming. "Yeah, well, Dad’s not here right now."

Of course, Elias did find out.

That night, they sat on the couch, waiting for their discussion with elias since the parents of the kid complained to him about what happened.

Elias apologized to them and comfort them that will never happen again.

Elias sighed, rubbing his face. “Hesh, you can’t just go around punching people.”

"But he shoved Logan!"

Elias looked at Logan, then back at Hesh. “…Did you win?”

Hesh grinned. "Obviously."

Elias sighed again, shaking his head. “Just—next time, use your words, son.”

"What if words don’t work?" oh my god him and his unstoppable questions.

Elias gave him a look. "Then throw the second punch harder than the first."

2. The Night Hesh Snuck into Logan’s Room After a Bad Storm

Logan always pretended storms didn’t bother him. Even when the thunder shook the house, even when lightning flashed against the walls.

He wanted to be tough, like Hesh.

But one night, when a particularly bad storm rolled in, Logan lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying not to flinch at every rumble.

Then—his door creaked open.

Hesh, dragging his blanket behind him, plopped onto the floor next to Logan’s bed without a word.

Logan frowned. “What are you doing?”

Hesh shrugged. “Storm’s loud.”

Logan didn’t call him out on it, just rolled over so he wasn’t facing the window.

A few minutes passed before Hesh nudged him. “You awake?”

“Yeah.”

“Think Dad’s scared of storms?”

Logan snorted. “No.”

“Yeah. Me neither.”

The next time the thunder cracked, Logan didn’t flinch. Because Hesh was already there.

3. The Fishing Trip That Turned into a Disaster

Elias had this idea to take them fishing. “It’ll be fun,” he said. “A good experience,” he promised.

Spoiler: it was a mess.

Hesh, overconfident as ever, insisted he could bait his own hook—then immediately got tangled in the line.

Logan, trying to help, somehow managed to knock their entire tackle box into the water.

Elias, holding onto the last shred of his patience, just rubbed his temples. “I swear to God, you two are worse than a pair of puppies.”

They did eventually catch a fish—but Hesh freaked out when it started flopping in the boat.

"DAD IT'S ALIVE?!"

Logan, not helpful at all: "GRAB IT!"

Hesh: "WITH WHAT HANDS, LOGAN?!"

Elias, laughing so hard he could barely breathe, finally grabbed it himself and tossed it back. "Remind me never to take you two hunting."

4. The Time Logan Got Lost, and Hesh Found Him First

They were at a fair when Logan wandered off. One second, Hesh was buying a drink, the next—Logan was just gone.

Panic set in fast. Hesh, barely ten years old, felt something cold and tight squeeze his chest.

Elias was already asking around, staying calm, focused. But Hesh? He ran.

He pushed past crowds, calling Logan’s name, heart hammering in his chest.

And then—

He found him. Sitting on a bench, small hands gripping the edge, looking so lost.

Hesh sprinted up, skidding to a stop. “Logan!”

Logan looked up, relief flooding his face right before Hesh pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.

“Don’t do that again, dumbass.” His voice was shaking. “I thought—” He didn’t finish.

Logan just nodded, burying his face in Hesh’s shoulder. (bro tf you shouldnt have gone😭)

When Elias finally caught up, he let out a breath. “You okay?”

Hesh nodded. “Yeah. I got him.”

The Moment It All Came Crashing Down

One night, it slipped out. Not in a moment of sentimentality, not in some grand confession—just a quiet realization spoken into the dark.

They were sitting side by side after a long, brutal mission. Hesh had a fresh cut on his temple, Logan was nursing a bruised rib, and neither of them had spoken in a while.

But then Logan, exhausted, let the words slip.

“You’re all I got.”

It was quiet, barely above a whisper, but Hesh heard it.

He turned to Logan, brow furrowing, but Logan didn’t look at him. Just kept his eyes on the horizon, like he hadn’t just admitted something that hurt just to say.

Hesh exhaled, rubbing his face before resting a hand on Logan’s shoulder.

“Nah,” he murmured, voice softer than usual. “We got each other.”

And somehow, that made it feel a little less heavy.

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WHY IS THERE NO NEW KELO/WALRUSS FANFICS OR HEADCANONS OR ARTS OR JUST ANYTHIIINNNGGGG?!?!?!?!??? GUYS PLEASEEEE I NEED TO SEE THEM MOREEE WRITE FANFICS OR HCS FOR THEM PLEASEEEEEEE 😭😭😭😭😭😭