If you write x reader stuff can you write one like the story of metal giving Brock coffee? But calling his girlfriend (S/O) to deal with him being hyper? If you don’t then just ignore this
You know your boyfriend is getting home today, you just don’t exactly know when.
Only thing that mattered was a Gucci deployment which meant he was safe and wouldn’t be hurt.
The phone ringing drew you from your sleep, groaning as you answered “Hello?” you yawn, holding the phone to your ear.
“Come get your boyfriend!” Sonny shouts annoyed, you wince at the loudness, ending the call groaning “The fuck did you do now Brock” you sighed, getting up to get ready.
You arrive on base, you aren’t Navy so you remain in the visitors car park, climbing out the truck and leaning against the hood. Sonny and Clay come out complaining, Metal is smirking, Jason looks done, Trent looks like he’s going to murder Metal, Blackburn is making a quick escape into base, Ray looks so done.
Where was he?
Oh
Cerb is whining and comes running up to you, you kneel down to pet the Malinois, and decide to go hide behind you. This only happened when one person was hyper.
“There's my angel!” Brock exclaimed, running up to you, the sweat is soaking his shirt, he’s grinning, bouncing on the balls of his feet “Want to go for a run? Let's go for a run!”
“He's run O course 6 times now!” Trent calls over.
That's all you needed, you sigh watching your boyfriend doing sit ups now, it was going to be a long night. “Come on Brock” you smile, as he jumps up, towering over you as he kisses your forehead “What's the plan for this evening?” he asks excitedly.
“Well...I wanted to go home and sleep, you can run on the treadmill or take pepper out” you suggest, wrapping your arms around his neck “or, or, or” he says “We could play some video games, go out for a run, go a hike!” he says, causing you to groan “Brock, I’m exhausted, I’ve been working back to back shifts all week and just want to sleep” you pout, as he moves out of your grip, before sprinting to one side of the parking lot and back.
Eventually you get him home, he’s on the treadmill, you go to the couch and collapse on it, groaning, the exhaustion was gripping at you and you felt yourself being pulled into the land of sleep.
You hear Brock walk over, leaning down and kiss your cheek before placing a blanket over you, before you fully fall asleep you hear him whisper “come on Pepper, Cerb let's go for a run!”
Ok so, boys go drinking, whatever stupid thing you decide on, lands them in jail (sonny totally tries to flirt with arresting officer and Metal is wondering how long it'll take them to break out) ANYWAY Brock being the reasonable responsible self calls Blackburn, crying that 'we got arrested , they put us in jail'
Blackburn is done cause - they are the navy's best, and apparently need babysat when they all go out together
Part 2 of the ask... Fanfic Friday. This is coming.... Blackburn is so done. LOL
It'll be late though. Cause I'm out of town this weekend.
You’ve been going on a few dates the last couple of weeks, trying to figure out where the relationship was actually going, but when he showed up at your door, looking like someone had kicked a puppy. You easily let the texan inside your home, you worried about him. “Sonny?” you say, watching as he paced your living room, he looks at you and sighs.
“Y/N look” he begins, your heart drops to your stomach “Im not...Im not one of the good guys, alright? You deserve someone better” he states, moving towards you, his hand coming up to cup your cheek while you look at him, trying to understand what he was getting at.
“You need to be with someone who can love you, treat you good, be there for you” he says quietly, he’s staring into your e/c eyes. He drops his hand and moves away from you. “We can’t be together.”
“Sonny Quinn '' You say, it stops him from opening the door “you are one of the kindest men I have met, that tough exterior protects a heart that's been broken so many times, you say you aren’t one of the good guys? You are wrong Sonny Quinn, you are one of the best, one of a kind, I’d be a fool not to try to stop you walking out that door” you say, looking at him, he walks towards you, grabbing you and leaning in to kiss you.
One of his hands goes to your hair gripping it as he tilts your head back deepening the kiss, moving backwards until your back met the wall, he pulled back slightly, panting a little “You know if you stay with me, there's going to be-” you silence him by covering his mouth “Sonny, you are stuck with me” you tell him as you remove your hand.
His lips meet yours again, you jump slightly, as he lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, as he carries you to your bedroom kicking the door shut.
Reader insert with hayes where reader is his fiance in fbi terrorism task force and goes on a mission with bravo which she has done before but she ends up getting hurt really badly and he hears it over comms and causes hell on his way to her, forgetting the mission all together in order to get to his girl. He makes it just in time as her body starts to give out once she realizes she's safe now that he's there. In the end she makes it and when she wakes up she finds out he got in trouble for abandoning the mission but when she profusely apologizes he tells her he would do it time and time again even if it meant he could never return to bravo (not the case here, he is just on probation or something else minor like getting yelled at and he goes off on them explaining she's part of the team and was. Hurt ) so long as it meant she made it out alive. Happy ending please
Hi there!
So here's the thing, this request is almost identical to Worst Week of My life by @rebelwrites (hun as always fabulous writing)
So unfortunately I can't write this request, as this is not something writers like to do. If you have requested a fic from one writer and they haven't posted, please have some patience as we have a life of the internet and personal things to deal with.
Writers talk and show requests to one another to get ideas flowing. So when I saw this request I was a little bit off by it, while yes this request has more detail, all the same things are in the request.
This would end in disaster. Why would Ray even leave them with the 6 month old? It was a simple get together, few drinks, barbecue, until Jameelah screamed.
“What do we do?” Brock asked, staring at the target.
“Maybe if we don’t move it’ll go away?” Clay suggests he didn’t trust himself to be near the small human so stayed to the back of the room. Yes, 6 Tier One operators were staring at Baby RJ, who Ray and Naima left with them to watch while they took Jameelah to the hospital after she fell, Trent is 100% sure she broke her arm.
“Jase you have kids” Sonny said looking to Bravo One who held his hands up “I haven’t dealt with a baby in 21 years” he states glaring at his team “Trent you're the medic you should know this”
“...I don’t have kids, I don’t do babies either, Brock trains pups he should know how to handle the kid” Trent said, looking from Jason to Brock, the dog handler looked panicked at the thought “Don't look at me, what If I drop him?! I’d ruin everyone's day!”
“That's a fair point” came from Clay, who was trying to keep out of the eyeline of the child who was staring at them wide eyed. “Ray would kill us if we dropped his kid” he muttered, they turned away to see what the noise was from outside, soon RJ began crying and Bravo paled, Jason spun around while Clay asked “What's wrong with him?!”
“I dont know!” Sonny shot back then adding “What the hell is that smell”
They all turned to look at the child crying loudly, various remarks and groans coming from the adults who where now talking about drawing straws on who would attempt changing RJ, Metal meanwhile was leaning against the wall arms crossed, shaking his head at the idiots, he had been smart, searched a few things up then walked over to where the baby boy was and scooped him up. While Bravo discussed whose job it was to change RJ and get him to sleep, they missed Metal walking over, silently picking him up and taking him to the nursery where Naima had said all the things they needed were in the cabinet.
Metal was changing and cleaning up RJ when he heard the panic from downstairs.
“Where is he?!”
“How do you lose a baby?!”
“He can’t even run or walk yet?!”
“What do we do?”
“Spread out and search the place!”
Metal smirked and picked RJ up, rocking him gently and watching the little boy fall asleep, he heard boots storming up the stairs “You make a noise, and no one will find your body” he warns, sitting down with RJ resting on his chest, the small child peacefully sleeping.
The men of Bravo were standing there staring. Trent was the only one to have a smirk on his face, they didn’t know Metal had a major soft spot for kids.
When the Perry family finally returned, Bravo was sitting in the living room, refusing to move, motioning for them to be quiet, Metal had single handedly dealt with RJ, and got him to sleep soundly in his cot, and now came down the stairs “He’s been fed, washed and changed” he informed Naima. Bravo began filtering out, Metal stopped and looked at Ray and his wife “Next time. Just call me” and left, door swinging shut behind him.
You hadn’t exactly expected the Texan to ask you out, you’ve been working at the Bulkhead for a few weeks, your uncle owns the place and you had moved up to Virginia Beach for a fresh start, the Texan automatically drew your attention. He spent a lot of time at the Bulkhead talking to you, before he finally asked you out.
You had chosen to tie your hair up in a high pony-tail, wearing black ripped jeans, black boots, a black vest top and a red checked shirt tied around your waist.
It was 6pm when you got to the meeting point, looking about, hearing Sonny call out “Well Damn” causing you to smile “Hey Texas” you smirked, looking him up and down “You clean up nice”
“So do you” Sonny grinned, offering an arm, and leading you inside once you took his arm. The place was loud and vibrant, he had asked you to choose the place, so was a little surprised when you picked the nightclub, a place your friend worked at and managed.
“Y/N, what brings you here!” Lily called, you had known her since you were a kid “Well hello there cowboy” she smiled, looking Sonny up and down, licking her lips slightly, causing you to laugh “Lily down, he’s my date, can Texas here get a whiskey neat, and get him a Miller, no microbrews” you warn your friend, before thinking “Get me a dark and stormy” she grins.
You felt Sonny come up behind you, reaching past and setting cash on the counter, winking at Lily, who was making your drink. Eventually she handed it to you, taking a sip, you smiled, just how you liked it.
You drank, danced and talked, laughing at stories Sonny told “So I tell blondie-” he began when his eyes caught something “Oh fuck, no” he growled, you turned your head and saw what he was seeing, a guy pretending to be a frogman.
You moved sitting in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and looking at him “Ignore him, let me deal with it” you whisper, kissing his cheek then climbing from his lap, that simple move had him staring at you, watching your figure as you walked to the fraud.
“-I was scared, of course I was! But I had to haul my brother's ass to the helicopter” The man chucked, you rolled your eyes. It's called a Helo dipshit you thought then spoke up “Oh my god, I’m sorry but I overheard your story. I had to come see for myself!” you giggle “Are you, y’know a SEAL?”
“Yeah I am” he grins, his eyes going to your chest, exactly what you wanted, so you spoke “what BUD/s class where you? My dad was 232” you say, that caught him, he's not staring at your face “My cousin, he’s Team 3, my dad, well he is now a Lieutenant commander. So?”
“Its harmless fun” He tuts, the group around him leaving, you smirk “No, its not, you are disgracing the brotherhood and the memory of fallen heroes” you state, then he puts a hand on your shoulder “Might not be a SEAL, but I will fuck you up” he warns, eyes going dark, but you just chucked. You raise an eyebrow, slamming your head forward into his nose, knee connecting with his groin, then slamming a fist into his stomach “Sorry Lily! Sweetie, but I need to take the garbage out” you say, as security came in, Lily telling them the man harassed you.
You walked back over to Sonny “Well damn Y/N, that was impressive and a good first date in Sonny Quinn’s book” he chuckles, pulling you close to him, you smirk pulling him to you, kissing him, then pulling away to whisper “Wait until I show you what I can do in the bedroom.”
Well because I know how we all live chaotic bravo getting on Blackburn’s last nerve how about this.
It’s like late night and the boys have been out drinking and somehow think it’s a good idea on stealing a golf cart and riding it through the streets and end up abandoning it in Blackburn’s front garden and having a pool party (because I imagine Blackburn has a pool) at like 1am.
Like Blackburn is just completely pissed at them but his caring side comes out and makes them all coffee and let’s them crash in his living room to sleep it off
He startled awake, by a noise, a splash and “shhh you’ll wake him” from outside, he looked to his clock groaning, its one in the morning, he was hearing the voices of Bravo.
He swung his legs over the side of the bed as he sat up, carefully standing up and making his way out the room and downstairs, flipping the light on and opening the door.
There’s bravo in his garden, in the pool and a golf cart...sorry 2 of them outside “What the fuck?” he says, causing them to freeze.
“Blackburn!” Sonny slurs, laying on his back.
There's all different forms of greetings, 6 of his men, not 7, they’re all still recovering from that loss. He sighs, hauling Sonny up “Everyone inside” he orders, watching as they stumble, trip, laugh but eventually make their way into the commander's home.
Jason and Ray were sitting in the chairs, Trent was sitting on the floor staring at his shoes, Brock was sitting on the couch beside Clay and Sonny was on the end of the couch passed out.
Blackburn sighed, moving to his cupboard grabbing the box of blankets handing them around “Can’t be doing this guys” he says shaking his head “its not healthy, its the fourth time this week you have all drank the problems away.”
“What can we do?” Trent mumbled “He died, surrounded by strangers, not his brothers” he says, eyes narrowing at the floor. “He died and we weren’t there.”
Jason frowns “It was my fault...I moved him, I carried him to the Helo, I should have checked his injuries” the master chief says.
“I should have checked the area” Clay mumbled “Should have got a shot off before the tango did”
Blackburn shook his head and sat down beside Trent, sighing “Know he was your friend, but Metal knew you guys were out fighting, he knew the risks” he says watching the man and then looking to the others “Get some rest” he says, standing up from his spot on the floor.
By the morning Bravo was hungover, no one spoke.
Blackburn handed around coffee, watching the men and quietly saying “It’s gonna be ok boys, this will get easier” he says, they hadn’t lost a team member since Nate had died. The next few weeks, Blackburn personally checked in on everyone.
Getting them the help they needed.
He enters the team room, and the boys all looked over “...where the fuck did you get the golf carts from!?”
A/N I know it's short but my mind wouldn't be creative hope you enjoy.
You were leaning against the bar, trying to get the bartender's attention, when this tall guy slides up waving at him and ordering to beers for the men across the room and adds "And what ever she's ordering put it on my tab."
You know who this guy is, he grabbed the beers and walked back to the group, as you walked back to your friends frowning "Ok he was cute" Tara says and you roll your eyes "No he's a total dick, what type of guy just -"
"He's a seal of course he's a dick" Tara says. "From my experience they know how to make you feel really good." She hums causing the others to laugh.
"Thought you'd come over and say hi at least" Metal grumbled when you got home, he's sitting on the couch watching whatever game is on.
"I would have. Had someone told me that they were coming home today" You glare, watching as he gets up. He moves to you and goes to kiss your cheek but avoid him "Really Y/N?"
"I would kiss you, but you're a total dick" You state "Can sleep on the couch tonight."
"Oh come on Y/N" Metal says, watching you walk to the bedroom and return handing him his pillows “Nope! You didn’t even call me! You get the couch mister”
Half way through the night he wakes up to you climbing onto the couch beside him.
