"I remember a time we came out of the woods, Dad had asked us what we'd learned. "Always protect each other." We never forgot. Logan's got my back, and I got his. He's my brother."
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"I remember a time we came out of the woods, Dad had asked us what we'd learned. "Always protect each other." We never forgot. Logan's got my back, and I got his. He's my brother."
the walker brothers :3
Keegan: “watch and learn, kid”
(Drives armoured vehicle into the ocean almost immediately rendering it useless)
Cutting through the avenues, I'd always find my way to you
"as we were dancing in the blue, i was synchronized with you. but now the sound of love is out of tune." - I Love You | Woodkid
Gaz: god I’m so stressed out, price loaded me with paperwork this week
Ghost: whenever I’m very stressed I let soap blow something up
Gaz: how does that relieve your stress tho?
Ghost: explosions make soap horny
Gaz: … I actually hate you. I hate you so much. I want to kill myself
Gaz hates them so much. He walked in on them kissing and he just gagged loudly as a immediate response. He’s homophobic but only towards them.
I don't know what's funnier, Soap being the only Scott in a gaggle of Brits or if Soap had a (preferably Northern) Irish Anti-Royalist buddy to talk shit with (who never stops giving him shit for "fraternising with the enemy" aka dating Ghost)
~Moss
Soap's fine I promise
(part 2)
(continuation of this)
Okay maybe I lied Soap won't be fine by the time Ghost is done with him
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When You Need Me | platonic!Keegan P Russ x m!reader
@satan-incarnate-666 asked: "Call me, even if it's three o'clock in the morning, promise me you'll call if you ever need me" keegan russ pls
summary: Keegan's always there when you need him, always.
tws: mentions of death, swearing
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The clock was ticking by so slowly. The pictures on the wall were just square shadows, sticking out against the paint and only slightly glistening when the television became slightly brighter; but nothing felt right.
Had this idea at like five am and told the group chat about it but decided to go into further depth now that I'm more awake.
Logan with sleeping issues after the pit.
He's found and rescued by the Ghosts, taken home. After being discharged by the hospital, he runs across a previously unknown problem: He can't sleep alone.
It's more "He can't FALL asleep alone" but if whoever he's snoozing next to leaves he'll wake up. He's a lot more sensitive in his sleep than he was before the pit, for reasons easy to guess. (Awake or not, it's not like he could stop them from hurting him, but at least awake he'd have a chance to fight, rather than being surprised when asleep.)
So Logan just takes to co-sleeping with people. Mostly Hesh, because Hesh makes him feel the safest, but every so often one of the other Ghosts. (He's fallen asleep on Merricks shoulder a few times on the couch, watching TV, and Keegan likes to read to him because Logan's one of the few who seems to genuinely enjoy learning about whatever book Mr. Blue Eyes has his hands on.)
But then there's another problem that goes hand in (unlovable) hand with the "can't fall asleep alone" problem: He also has night terrors.
They're horrible, and the worst ones have him screaming and thrashing himself awake in a blind panic, though most have him lashing out at whoever he sees first because for a good few moments he can't differentiate between the nightmare and real life.
Unfortunately, the first person he sees tends to be whoever he's fallen asleep next to, whether or not they themselves are awake. If they are awake, usually they're trying to check on/calm him down, which doesn't work very well.
He always feels guilty when he's properly aware of himself, if he's hurt his sleeping buddy or not, because he knows he's scared them. Either by making them concerned for their own safety or his.
Logan figures the only solution is to sleep alone, which is a paradoxical thing to say, seeing as he literally can't. This leads to just a lot of exhaustion on his part, which makes sleeping only slightly easier. It's still not calm, and the few minutes he does sleep don't help him feel much less tired.
Poor blondie.
Logan: hey Keegan, that guy over there thinks you're cute
Keegan: what guy?
Logan running to the other side of the room: *waves*
WIP Wednesday/Day
I know it's Sunday but screw it, I had an idea and I remembered I was tagged by @simonxriley to participate! Sorry for taking so long, I haven't been writing too much. Thank you for tagging me!
I shall tag some peeps as well, @tokillamockingbird427 @alidravana @callofdooty @samithemunchkin if I didn't tag you but you want to participate, feel free to hop right in!
This is for an unnamed fic, and I won't specify much more than that lol. I apparently can't handle slow burn and needed to let off some fluffy steam for my boys Keegan and Logan. Who says badasses can't be soft and cuddly?
"I don't know what it's like to be loved, I don't think. I…I'm not sure I know how to love, myself." Logan signs, his eyes downcast to his lap, leaning back against their headrest.
Keegan's eyes tear for but a moment, eyes crinkling as a sad smile splits his handsome face. One of his large hands comes up, cupping Logan's cheek in his palm, thumb stroking his cheekbone. He leans closer, pressing his forehead to Logan's, taking in the other man's scent and the warmth emanating from him. He keeps his eyes open, pale blue eyes gazing adoringly into Logan's warm brown. "I have plenty to share." He nuzzles gently against the younger male, nose brushing nose, Logan's longer curls tangling and dancing between his fingers, a few strands falling before his eyes. "I will love you with my entire being, until the very day I die."
Logan exhales through his nose, eyes searching Keegan's with a curious desire. "After that?" He presses closer, rubbing his forehead gently across Keegan's.
"Then I shall love you for eternity, never ending, never dying. Forever, and always, as I swore to you." His heart melts at Logan's smile, a rare and beautiful sight, never ceasing to make his heart ache.
Logan leans in first, lips brushing his. The younger man's eyes search for some sort of fault in Keegan's words, for a lie to be revealed that never can be.
"I love you." Keegan breathes, heart aching for Logan's touch, his approval, his love and desire. Anything and everything Logan can give to him, he would be honored to have, his heart set to bursting to do anything for and with Logan.
Logan's lips are soft and warm against his, gentle and unsure, still adjusting to this newfound happiness. Keegan allows him the lead, melting into his lips as Logan's own hand rests upon his face, pulling the older man closer to deepen their kiss.
Logan eases back, panting softly. "I…love you." He whispers, voice rough from lack of use, yet it doesn't fail to shatter Keegan's heart into millions of adoring pieces.
He exhales, pulling Logan into his arms, both men falling against the bed as Keegan pulls him closer. "I will never leave you." He breathes, pressing himself as close as he can. A soft chuckle leaves Logan when Keegan wraps his arms tightly around him. Keegan rests his jaw atop Logan's head, the man's face pressed snugly into Keegan's neck.
Logan's soft smile warms them both, Keegan's joy hammering against his ribcage, a lulling rhythm for his young husband. "I will never not love you, there will never be a time when my love for you would diminish. I made a promise to you on those steps. Body and soul, in life and in death. For all eternity, I shall forever and always love you, Logan." He looks down, smiling at Logan's peacefully sleeping form. He tightens his arms, wanting to keep Logan as close as possible.
Something dangerous brews on the horizon, has been since the day they met. If it hadn't been for those letters, he never would have met the young prince, never would have had the gift of his love bestowed upon him. Whatever dark tidings may come, Keegan would be there. For Logan, for his family, for those he held most dear. Nothing, and no one, can stop him from keeping his family safe, not even Elias Walker.
This isn't the greatest because I was half asleep writing this, and when I wanted to share it I remembered I had been tagged a while ago! Hopefully it can still be enjoyed outside of context. The only clue I'll give is this: it's not apart of canon timeline.
My take on Logan's face.