Amazing Brad headcannon!! Give us some imagine about toxic traits Brad would have. Like being insecure, or jealous.. what do you think? Only if you’re interested :) thanks!! Lov u
Request: Amazing Brad headcannon!! Give us some imagine about toxic traits Brad would have. Like being insecure, or jealous.. what do you think? Only if you’re interested :) thanks!! Lov u\
A/N: Sorry this took so long for me to write, I've been a bit busy. But hope you like it! It has a good ending, cause i hate leaving things on a bad note. Thank you for the request. I love you my friend!!!! <3
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Brad Colbert's Toxic Traits Head Canons
Most people head canon that brad is insecure because of his past relationship
While I think that to be true, it’s not to the extent that others make it out to be
He’s definitely self conscious, and that makes it hard for him to put himself out there.
But he has a good social life, even outside of the marine core but he’s overall still very shy.
But with that being said, Brad is a quiet and reserved person.
He enjoys his personal space and his free time and prefers to be alone with his gadgets than with other people.
Which leads to some arguments between the two of you regarding his absence
He locks himself away and disappears from the relationship at times
And that makes you feel unloved, like he doesn’t enjoy spending time with you
And when you try to talk to him about it, he’s dismissive
Not completely taking your concerns to heart
He doesn’t understand why you can’t just find something else to do when he’s like this
But you enjoy doing things with him, your partners after all
And so, argument after argument, nothing changes, and he still locks himself away and avoids you
It takes you pulling the same moves on him as he does you to make him realize that he might be in the wrong
You do it subconsciously, deciding that if he wants to spend more time away from you, you’ll put that time too good use
You start spending more time with your friends, staying over at their houses, going out to bars, doing things by yourself
Brad finally starts to notice when the house gets quieter
No music, no tv, no footsteps, the house is silent.
And he hates it, and that’s when he realizes how it feels to be you
He understands now, he spends the rest of the day stewing over what he’s going to say to you
And when you get home later, after spending the day shopping and enjoying time with friends
You find him sitting quietly on the couch, locked in on the edge of the coffee table with a stone-cold expression.
When he finally hears you in the house, he shoots straight up and looks at you
Before you can ask him if he’s alright, he say “I’m sorry”
And he dives directly into the speech he has been meticulously planning all afternoon.
By the time he’s done, your quietly laughing
Not at what he said but at how cute he looks when he’s so concentrated on making things right.
You two spend time talking and working out how to fix this problem.
Brad still enjoys his quiet time, personal time is important after all
But he spends a majority of his time now with you, and he kicks himself for missing so much in the past
I hope you enjoyed and let me know what you think! Until next time <3
I absolutely love your work, it is just amazing. I was wondering if it would be possible for you to please do some relationship headcannons for Q-tip? I hope you have a wonderful day ❤️
Soft Sunshine Boi | Evan Stafford
A/N: ahh thank you for requesting, lovely anon, i hope you have a wonderful day too! 💙 thank you for reading my work, too, i'm happy that you're enjoying it!
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the most sunshine boi you will ever meet
he’s always smiling, especially if you’re smiling
will drop everything and try to cheer you up if you’re suddenly super quiet and withdrawn
before y’all were dating, he’d get adorably flustered around you
everyone could tell he liked you. e v e r y o n e.
a smile for you here, holding your hand there
even if y’all were standing next to or behind each other before drills or at one of those “pep talks” your COs give, one of you would reach out and link your pinkies
he’s fiercely protective and will not hesitate to throw hands with whoever disrespects or upsets you, ESPECIALLY if you start looking down in the dumps or like you want to stab something--or someone
which also involves you either trying to talk him out of it or patching up his cuts and trying to ice his bruises as best as you can
there’s a lot of “calm down, Evan, he’s not worth your time.” or “i keep telling you, i can’t always patch you up.”
he’s not stupid enough to go after his COs, but he’ll be super salty about it
you sit in his humvee while you listen to him rant and pace around later, and then when you feel he’s feeling a little better, you just hug him for a really long time
it was in one of these times that he admitted his feelings for you
you grinned and pressed a kiss to his cheek and he turned a shade of red that he didn’t know was possible
anyway when y’all told everyone y’all were dating, they were mostly like
“oh my god FINALLY” or something related lol
the both of you were so confused
“wait, you thought-”
“honestly, if either of you took any longer to admit your feelings, one of us would’ve done it for you.”
after y’all made it known y’all were dating though, Evan was still kinda shy on the pda
but if y’all were having a moment™ he’s the total opposite
absolute cuddlebug/octopus/koala
a great cuddler
on a related note, he seems to know exactly when you need cuddles or just a really long hug
he will not let you go back to work until he knows you’re feeling better
OH-
i headcanon that this boi is a sleep talker
it’s not loud or anything, but occasionally, you’ll hear him say the most random or endearing things
like once he was talking, you rolled over and asked him what he was saying, and then he replied with “what if Back to the Future was done in lobster suits?” and then went back to sleep
Evan is surprisingly domestic
likes to make you breakfast, always has coffee brewing, likes to make sure the apartment you share is in order
likes to take you out on dates, but y’all go paintballing or something; nothing too fancy. maybe the movies, too
i also headcanon that Evan actually likes to read a lot
he likes to lay his head in your lap as he reads
if he’s reading somewhere, you like to bring over a blanket and wrap it around the both of you so the both of you are sitting closer and just vibing
sometimes if either of you are having trouble sleeping, he’ll grab a book and start reading out loud
it works most of the time, but if it doesn’t, the both of you will often spend the night just talking
y’all have gotten into very deep conversations at 4 am, let me say
late night/super early morning conversations are the best conversations and i will die on this hill
OH he’s also a total goofball and will do whatever it takes to make you smile
including during your 4 am conversations- 😂
“we were in the middle of talking about how time travel could be detrimental to virtually everything, and you thought that if we were able to bring back dinosaurs we’d be able to use them in a circus? do you even know how catastrophic that would be???”
“yeah but think about it: a dinosaur in a wig or with a clown nose or in a tutu.”
“......okay, yes, you win; that’s actually pretty funny.”
loves to hold you close while you sleep
like a reassurance that he’s not fighting anymore, that he’s home with you and not in the desert
with that being said: he absolutely loves being the small spoon tho
if either of you ever have nightmares, one of you will always be the big spoon and help the other back to sleep
the both of you always fall asleep knowing that you’re both together, that you’re both safe, that the both of you have seen too much shit together...that you’re both happy with the little world you’ve made for yourselves
Imagine gen kill guys with girl friends. Like how much fun would it be to read about ray with a tattoo artist or a kindergarten teacher or a religious girl or a tomboyish girl or a very girly girl?
The opportunities for character studies in different situations in different relationships are endless and as a reader I would like to read about them.
I really like the more popular pairings brad/nate, brad/ray, brad/walt (I can't really see a girl that's better for brad than one of his guys.) Walt/ray, walt/doc and nate/ray as well as my otp pappy/rudy and I enjoy reading those. This is not meant to be a homophobic rant about the wrongness of shipping the men but rather an invitation to explore other opportunities as well.
There are good stories with doc's wife as an OC and poke always seems to be with his wife. Some of the guys like rudy and ray are known to get married or be married and that offers a lot of story opportunities, like pappy bring hopelessly in love with rudy who's married and doesn't realize how his actions and closeness make pappy feel. Or how ray and poke's wives are best friends and how that affects the guys.
I know writing OCs can be a lot harder than writing about established characters and coming from someone who doesn't write these requests or points can seem a bit much for those of you who do write and I try to get that. I just love reading and the more varied the stories the better.
Hey y’all, I wrote this thing and I’m accidentally proud of it...it’s also a good time to introduce my favorite thing which is gen kill/mcu crossover!!!!
Heyyyy love your work! may I have a Nate fick imagine inspired by his line “don’t f*** with my men” where he’s like don’t f with my woman who is also a marine and they are dating and someone disses her - like she is not the type to need someone to stand up for her but Nate does anyway. Thank you xx
Don’t Mess With Her | Nate Fick
A/N: thank you, lovely anon for requesting! so sorry i couldn’t publish this sooner, but thank you for being patient with me ❤ i have one more speirs request to complete, which i am working on as i type this. i plan to have it out by next week
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Bright flames erupted a distance away from the caravan of humvees, but the explosion could be heard for miles. Nate instinctively covered his head, then immediately looked up and jumped into action. Marines began scrambling everywhere to ready the medical supplies, shouting directions and calling out for more of a certain bandage or antiseptic.
Nate wasn’t looking for his men, though, he was looking for you.
You had gone out on a scouting patrol with a small squad of men, and you hadn’t come back in a couple hours. Nate could only think the worst and hope for the best when he heard the explosion.
The sound of a humvee rolling into camp did little to ease his nerves. He ran to the vehicle, arriving just in time to see you step out of the passenger side with dirt and dark splotches on your ODs, but otherwise relatively unscathed. You immediately began to help unload a Marine that was unfortunately hit with shrapnel, whipping out bandages and springing to help the corpsmen as much as you could.
“Lieutenant Y/N!” McGraw’s voice called from the caravan.
Nate watched you look up in the captain’s direction, let out a sigh, and left the wounded Marine’s side with one apologetic look before getting to your feet and jogging to where the captain stood with his gunny.
“Yes, sir?”
“Lieutenant, I asked you to carry out a covert patrol, not blow up the desert. You could’ve led the enemy to us!”
Nate couldn’t help but scoff. The captain was forever making up absurd situations about getting caught in enemy fire or in a trap.
“Captain, I had it handled.” you responded evenly. “Our humvee narrowly missed a couple explosive devices on the road, thanks to our driver’s quick thinking. If it weren’t for his driving, you’d have five dead Marines on your hands instead of one wounded one.”
“Yes. Well. One wounded man is still one wounded man. Not to mention the damages that your humvee might have gotten. And again: you nearly got your squad of Marines killed. Any good Marine would-”
“His wounds were not avoidable, and he would’ve been dead if it weren’t for our driver. A humvee scratch isn’t important.” You interrupted. “I take no credit in saving the other men, because everyone played a part. I take no responsibility for almost dying, because that’s what we all signed up for when we joined the military. We’re in unfamiliar territory fighting a war, Captain, or did you not notice?”
Nate shook his head with a quiet laugh and made his way over to you, composing his expression before interrupting the conversation.
“Lieutenant? The corpsmen need your help.” he said, nudging your arm.
You turned to him with a grateful nod, leaving him a small smile before jogging off to where the corpsmen had moved the wounded man. Nate watched your retreating form, then turned to the captain.
“Lieutenant Y/N is a damn good Marine.” he corrected, his expression hard. “She puts up with all our shit, and can out-Marine anyone here. We’d all be a wreck if it weren’t for her. You want men who can’t think on their feet as well as her? Join the Army, sir. I better not hear you talk shit again to Y/N.”
“I’m not saying-”
“Good. Don’t, fuck with my woman, ever again.”
Nate spun on his heel and followed in your direction. You were still with the corpsmen, discussing some complications with the wound.
“--other than that, keep me posted.” Nate heard you say before sending the corpsmen on their way.
You turned back around and tiredly beamed when you saw Nate standing there. Quickly, you closed the gap between you and wrapped him in a hug.
“You didn’t have to do that, y’know. I could’ve handled him myself.”
“Hmmm, I know, sweetheart.” he replied with a tiny smirk. “But we wouldn’t want to break the captain’s ego.”
You snickered. “Not yet, anyway.”
Nate hummed. “Revenge doesn’t look good on you, though. Couldn’t let you dress yourself in it.”
You looked down at your dirty uniform. “Hmm...yeah, I look better in ODs anyway.” you laughed. “Come on, I need to clean up.”
You held out your hand, and he took it and followed you to your humvee.
A/N: so i was in a Nate Fick mood. haven't published any Nate content in a while so enjoy some fluffy/soft headcanons.
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hugs. that is all. hugs.
hugs from behind
hugs from the front
bear hugs
just hug Nate, he really needs it
the poor boi is stressed and tired
he just needs a moment of peace in your arms
he's glad he can find it with you
on that note, he's a major cuddlebug
will straight up koala himself to you
he LIVES for cuddles with you
if he's had a stressful day, the first thing he'll do is come home to you as soon as possible, and then just wrap you in his arms until you drag him off to cuddle on the couch or the bed
"what can i say, hugs and cuddles are very therapeutic"
Nate is so smitten with you, have i mentioned?
he'll just watch you with a lovestruck smile as you talk about the stuff you're passionate about
because WOW what a cutie you are
if you notice he's just staring at you with that cute smile and not paying attention to what you're saying
you'll just press a kiss to his nose
he'll just blush really hard and you can never get over how adorable he gets
he likes holding your hand too
he'll trace random lines on your hand if he's zoned out
you've taken to handing him a marker whenever that happens and seeing what he draws
he's no artist but he draws decent flowers
it's like you have your own personal garden with you
when Nate realizes how much you love his doodles, he tries to learn new things to doodle
his favorite to learn were the dogs, they were cute
but he'll always have a soft spot for the flowers
WAIT Nate as a tattoo artist au??? to be written later...
anyway
waking up next to you on a weekend morning is always cute
he'll wake up earlier than you and hold you closer, and just let his mind wander
"stop thinking so loud, Nate, it's a saturday morning"
usually will end up in a pillow fight
if not a pillow fight, you end up hogging the blankets when you stay in bed all morning
you like that it just gives him the excuse to cuddle you more
what can Nate say, he doesn't mind it either :)
y'all act like children on saturday mornings, it's the best
y'all are the cutest couple on the block, nothing can match
Would you mind writing something with Stiney? Maybe reader works as a translator or medic, and after a particularly rough day she tries to distance herself because she’s overwhelmed but Stiney knows her too well? Comfort?
Give It My All | Michael Stinetorf
A/N: i have to admit, i had to look up his full name 😂 he’s a cute michael, lemme tell you-
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You closed your eyes and leaned your head back against the humvee door, letting out a hard sigh. Everything ached, and you wished you could have a decent night’s sleep. There were too many things to take care of, too many people to watch over. Even just that one little boy today, that one child that you could have saved. But you couldn’t. He would stick with you for a while.
“Just one night.” you muttered to yourself. “One night of undisturbed sleep, that’s all I ask. No more nightmares. No more...”
“Y/N, you hear what I said?” a voice called from the other side of the humvee.
“What?”
“Nothing. Look, you okay, Y/N?” You still couldn’t place who had spoken. “You’ve been out of it all day.”
You held out a thumbs up for him. “Nah, m’doing just fine.”
“Hmm. You don’t seem ‘just fine’.”
“M’okay.”
What time was it? You’d have to get ready for night watch soon.
You pushed your thoughts away and pulled out your gear, but a hand gently took it from you and put it aside. You looked up and protested at whoever wanted to stop you, but were greeted with the concerned face of Stiney. Your protests immediately turned to grumbles.
“Y/N, did you eat anything today? Get at least a decent nap in?”
No, you hadn’t. You hadn’t felt like eating, and you hadn’t been able to sleep. You just made your way through the day as best as you could with what little bites of your MREs you could manage and a quick 20 minute nap here and there.
“I’m okay, Mikey.” you tried arguing again. “You don’t need to worry about me.”
“You need to get some sleep; your power naps aren’t enough.” he gently scolded.
“I know!” you snapped. Sighing, you massaged your temples and let your shoulders sink with defeat and exhaustion.
“I know.” you repeated, softer this time. “I know, but I can’t sleep. Every time I try, it’s always the same nightmares taunting me. I just wish they’d go away.”
He sighed, and pulled you into a warm hug. You didn’t even try to pull away; you immediately let out a tired breath and closed your eyes, resting your head over his heart.
“I always worry about you, you know.” he whispered after a while. “I worry that you’re not taking care of yourself. I know you too well to know when you’re feeling sad versus when you’re exhausted.”
You smiled at that.
“You’ve been distant all day; what’s wrong?”
You opened your eyes and were surprised to find your vision was blurry. It took a few moments to push back the tears that suddenly appeared.
“I could have saved that boy...I could have pushed him out of the way, could have-”
A sob tore its way out, and you fisted your hands wherever they found purchase on Stiney’s flak vest.
“I’m so tired of seeing all this bloodshed. I’m so tired of having to patch up kids that would otherwise be okay if we hadn’t set those weapons out. I’m so tired of having to patch up idiot Marines. I’m so tired of it all...I just want to sleep, Michael. I want it to be over.”
“I know, baby, I know.” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I know it hurts. It’s gonna be alright, I promise.”
You sniffled and frowned. “How do you know that? It’s all the same every day, nothing’s gonna change.”
“It’s gonna be alright,” he repeated. “Because I’ll be there, okay? I’ll be with you, and I’ll hold you, and I’ll chase your demons away.”
“You can’t possibly do all of that.”
“Maybe not,” he agreed, gently tilting your head up. “But I can damn well give it my all.”
You stared at him, a smile slowly spreading across your face. “Jesus, when did you get so poetic.” you snickered.
“So I’m a romantic; sue me.” he laughed, pressing another kiss to the top of your head.
“Stiney!” a voice interrupted. “Fick needs you up front!”
He sighed, spun your back towards the humvee and sat you down, telling you he’d be back in a jiffy. He reappeared just as the sun was beginning to sink below the horizon. He stood by you, leaning against the camouflaged metal as you kicked your legs in small circles and leaned your head against the seat.
You reached for his hand, your fingertips lightly brushing his before he looked down and smiled at you, grasping your hand more firmly and intertwining your fingers with his. You squeezed his hand gently, and smiled when he squeezed back. It was an unspoken “Thank you.” from you, a quiet gratitude.
You finally fell asleep that night, holding Stiney’s hand like a lifeline.
Hey! I love your stuff and I was just wondering if you'd be okay with writing some fluffy ray person headcanons? If not thats totally okay too!
Fluffy Like Clouds | Ray Person
A/N: first Ray piece! he’s a fun character to write for, ngl. Thank you for being patient while I wrote this! :)
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Ray is a total goofball
but like
wholesome goofball?
he comes off as a bit irresponsible or childish sometimes
you definitely appreciate the laughs and jokes when you feel down
but sometimes you just need some love and cuddles and he will absolutely shut up with his jokes if you asked him to
a clingy baby™
“nooooo don’t leaveee, you’re super warm and it’s too early to get out of bed”
“Ray, it’s 3 in the afternoon.”
Ray is definitely a pda type of guy
i imagine Ray to be surprisingly domestic
holding your hand
a hug here
a kiss there
he’s definitely a big hugger
like he’ll turn into a koala sometimes
and just hold on to you until you move or say something
on that note, he’s definitely a big cuddler
that’s pretty much his solution to a lot of problems (in addition to jokes, or if the jokes fail)
you’re in a bad mood?
BAM he’ll drop everything and hold you until you’re feeling better
he’s feeling grumpy?
BAM he’ll ask you to spare some hugs and of course you say yes because you can’t say no when your happy goofball is sad
he loves it when the both of you are watching tv or you’re super focused and he’s got his head in your lap and you start running your hand through his hair
yes it’s short but like it’s actually super soft???
like REALLY fluffy-soft for some reason??? like hOW???
“why is your hair so fluffy? it’s like i’m touching clouds, ray”
you like to steal Ray’s clothes
it’s not unusual to find you wrapped up in a hoodie or a t-shirt of his
Ray finds those sweater paws cute (lbr, sweater paws look cute on anybody)
you and Ray love to sing
Ray likes to sing to wake you up on a weekend morning
most likely something along the lines of sun and shining and mornings
“i’m walkin’ on sunshine, whoOAA”
“Ray, for the love of all things good on a saturday morning, please shut up”
you don’t mind, though
it’s cute seeing him dance along to his singing
sometimes, once you wake up (but he doesn’t notice), you like to watch him dance around
his smile when you catch him dancing and singing is the cutest ever
you love to sing him to sleep when he can’t fall asleep
100% guaranteed to help him sleep
baking with Ray is always fun
because half the time you’re making the dough/batter/etc.
but the other half, you’re trying to keep Ray away from the dough/batter/etc.
“Ray, i swear to the baking gods, you’re not getting a cookie later”
“awww, just one bite?”
you repay him in kisses and cuddles later though
so it all works out
15/10 very wholesome and would like to have someone like this
