#recom headcanon

[saviiwa]

Recom Headcanons

notes !! just random hcs about how they act and how their dynamics work, not all of them are here tho :/

warnings !! MDNI, SFW, ship mention??? idk

lyle and z-dog are bisexual menaces, they act like thirsty dogs when it comes to someone they find attractive (and trust me, they're not picky abt it)

I do believe they have a thing for mansk, idk it must be the introverted/shy cat vibes and big ass chest he has. They constantly have the "did you see how hot he looks today?" conversation abt him in private

lyle is a disaster. he's bad with feelings, bad at showing and talking about them. He just prefers to use his "older brother" humor to cope with stuff and pretend he's okay. Z doesn't like it and is trying to convince him to work on that

he probably has some internalized homophobia in him, but deep down he doesn't give a fuck. Hes the type to say "I'm not a fag 🙄" and then he's looking at a sweaty man like the finest piece of meat. Yeah, he's like that.

he doesn't show it but lyle gets easily attached and feels with his soul. When the squad died he fell very close to depression during his grief. They were everything he had and quaritch seemed too focused on the mission to look at him

zdinarsik has no idea how to make a braid, she usually asks for walker or zhang to do it for her if necessary

she enjoys any activity involving strength, especially boxing, she would hit a sack for a whole day if she could. Walker often joins her, sometimes just to watch

Z is also the one to challenge the others for arm wrestling (and usually wins)

mansk has sensitive eyes. He didn't have it back then when he was human, but smth happened between the human and na'vi DNA and now he's just sensitive to light, so he's usually with shades. The squad leaves the room dark when it's possible

he's not only an introvert, but also a shy person. Mansk shows affection/appreciation just by staying around, like a cat would. And unlike what people usually assume, all his intimidating posture is just impression, he's pretty chill and enjoys listening more than talking

mansk is demi and only has intimate contact with someone he knows, it doesn't need to be a lover, a trusted friend is enough for him

lopez is brazilian, idc what people say, AS A BRAZILIAN ☝️ HE'S FROM MY COUNTRY!!!!! But seriously, he has the whole vibe: name, tattoos, the shape of his face and eyebrows style? yeah, that guy is from São Paulo

lopez teaches a lot of brazilian slangs for the other recoms, especially for lyle. Lyle's sunglasses? Lopez gave it to him, saying he would look "chave" (translate for smth like "stylish asf")

he's very touchy over his friends and probably would walk around holding hands and sleep together if they let him (the recoms would never, I'm afraid), but he's frequently offering a massage or just hugging them without any reason. in resume: he's the type to really kiss his homies good night

Prager has sarcastic humor, sometimes even dark, but he doesn't mean it, he just likes to mess around with his buddies

Ja and Prager are really close and they tease each other like kids

quaritch is the only one to have his own quarters bc of his rank, the recom unit just shares a whole room

he has a soft spot for pregnant people and will stay around when possible like an owl watching its kids, but never makes it obvious.

quaritch always protects his men from a distance. He cares about his unit and shows it through his endless orders. As a colonel, he must keep his men in line so he doesn't lose them. That makes him hella neglectful sometimes

fike is like their younger brother, the recoms can't help but have a little soft spot for him, nothing too obvious tho

[pragerswoman]

Do you have sleep headcanon for the recoms?

Sleep headcannons

Pairing: All the recoms

Warnings: MDNI, SFW

A/n: Hiya lovely, thank you for the request 🙂 sorry it took so long 😔 hope you enjoy😁feel free to request anything 😏

Miles Quaritch: struggles to unwind after long days filled with combat and strategy. When he finally sleeps with y/n, he prefers to be the big spoon, wrapping protective arms around y/n, feeling comfort in the closeness. He rarely shows vulnerability, but in those quiet moments, he lets his guard down, whispering idle thoughts about life back on Earth, reflecting on memories that still haunt him. It's a stark contrast to the fierce soldier persona he displays during the day—here, in the solace of sleep, he reveals a man driven by a desire for connection, even amidst the chaos of his life.

Lyle Wainfleet: is a very light sleeper, always on guard. When he's with Y/N, though, he finally finds a sense of security. He still remains alert, but Y/N's presence allows him to drift into a deeper, more restful sleep. Sometimes, Y/N wakes up to find him watching over them, a silent protector ensuring their safety even in his sleep. This quiet devotion speaks volumes about his feelings for Y/N, a bond forged in mutual trust and care.

Recom Fike: being an anxious boy, has trouble falling asleep. He tosses and turns, his mind racing with worries. When he's with Y/N, he feels a little more at ease. He still needs Y/N to hold him close, their presence a comforting anchor in his turbulent thoughts. Y/N gently strokes his hair and whispers reassuring words until he finally drifts off, his grip on them loosening as he finds peace in their embrace. In his sleep, he might twitch or mumble, but Y/N is always there to soothe him, a constant source of love and support.

Recom Lopez values his personal space, even when he's with y/n. He prefers to sleep on his side, facing away from them, but their legs are intertwined, a subtle connection that speaks volumes. He might seem distant, but he's actually very attuned to y/n's presence, finding comfort in their proximity without sacrificing his independence. Y/n appreciates his respect for boundaries, knowing that his love is expressed through actions rather than constant physical touch. It's a mature and understanding dynamic, built on mutual trust and respect.

Recom Prager: values comfort and closeness when he sleeps with y/n. He prefers to sleep on his back, with y/n nestled against his side, their head resting on his chest. He finds solace in their presence, their warmth a soothing balm to his often-troubled mind. y/n feels a deep sense of connection, knowing they provide him with a sense of peace and security. It's a quiet and intimate moment, a testament to their unwavering love and support for each other.

Recom Brown: usually a restless sleeper, is surprisingly still when he's with y/n. He prefers to sleep on his side, one arm thrown over y/n in a possessive manner. y/n feels a thrill knowing they have such a strong hold on him, that he can't bear to be apart from them even in sleep. It's a passionate and intimate moment, a reminder of the fiery connection they share, a bond that ignites with every touch and every glance.

Recom Ja: the medic, usually plagued by nightmares of the battlefield, finds solace when he's with y/n. He sleeps deeply on his back, y/n curled up against his side, their warmth a soothing balm to his often-troubled mind. Y/n feels a deep sense of purpose, knowing they can provide him with a sense of comfort and security. It's a quiet and intimate moment, a testament to their unwavering love and support for each other.

Recom Mansk: a man of few words, expresses his affection through touch when he's with y/n. He sleeps on his side, one arm draped protectively over y/n, his fingers gently tracing patterns on their skin. y/n feels safe and cherished, knowing that he values their presence above all else. It's a quiet and intimate moment, a reminder of the unspoken bond they share, a connection that runs deeper than words.

Recom Zhang: ever the pragmatist, finds a rare moment of vulnerability when he's with y/n. He sleeps on his back, his breathing deep and even, one hand resting on y/n's waist. y/n feels a sense of calm and reassurance, knowing that he trusts them implicitly. It's a peaceful and intimate moment, a testament to their mutual respect and understanding, a bond built on honesty and unwavering support.

[pragerswoman]

Can we please have Quaritch or the other recoms trying to court na'vi reader but spider won't allow them near his adoptive mom like "y'all are not good enough for my mom and I don't want yall around her, End. Of. Discussion." also love your fics jejene hope you're havin a lovely day^^

Pairing: poly recom x y/n

A/n: Hiya my love thank you for the request 😊 I hope you enjoy ☺️

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Miles Quaritch

When Miles Quaritch approaches you, it’s clear he planned this conversation.

He’s standing a little straighter than usual, trying to look less like a war commander and more like… well, a man attempting to speak to someone he likes.

“Thought maybe we could talk,” he says, voice low.

Before you can answer, a familiar human body slides directly in front of you.

Spider plants himself there like a stubborn tree root.

“No.”

Quaritch exhales slowly. “Kid.”

“You are not dating my mom.”

Quaritch pinches the bridge of his nose. “I didn’t even say—”

“You were about to.”

Spider crosses his arms.

“Y’all are not good enough for my mom and I don’t want you around her. End. Of. Discussion.”

Quaritch studies him for a long moment.

Then he mutters, almost impressed, “You’re a pain in the ass.”

Spider nods proudly.

“Correct.”

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Lyle Wainfleet

Lyle Wainfleet tries a different approach.

He shows up with a small woven bracelet he traded for in the village, clearly planning to give it to you.

“Hey, sweetheart—”

Spider appears instantly.

Like he teleported.

“Nope.”

Lyle blinks down at him. “Where did you even come from?”

“The forest protects me,” Spider replies flatly.

Lyle holds up the bracelet.

“It’s a gift.”

Spider squints at it suspiciously.

“Bribery.”

“It’s not bribery!”

“You’re bribing my mom.”

Lyle sighs heavily and pockets the bracelet again.

“You’re making this really hard, kid.”

Spider shrugs.

“That’s the goal.”

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Prager

Prager decides confidence is the way to go.

He walks up beside you while you’re sorting herbs near the village.

“Beautiful day, huh?”

Before you answer, Spider slowly turns toward him like a guard dog hearing a suspicious noise.

“…Why are you talking to my mom?”

Prager blinks.

“I’m being polite.”

Spider narrows his eyes.

“You’re flirting.”

Prager pauses.

“…Maybe a little.”

Spider points toward the forest.

“Go flirt with a tree.”

Prager looks genuinely offended.

“I’m more charming than that.”

Spider doesn’t even hesitate.

“Debatable.”

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Mansk

Mansk tries humor.

He crouches slightly beside you, grinning.

“You ever notice how quiet the jungle gets when certain people leave the area?”

Spider slowly turns toward him.

“…Are you saying I should leave?”

“Not saying it,” Mansk replies quickly. “Just implying it.”

Spider stares at him for a long moment.

Then he sits down directly in front of you.

On purpose.

Blocking Mansk completely.

“You may continue speaking,” Spider says calmly.

Mansk sighs.

“You’re the worst wingman in history.”

Spider smiles proudly.

“Thank you.”

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Brown

Brown isn’t subtle about it.

He walks up and sits beside you on a large root, clearly intending to start a conversation.

Spider immediately sits on your other side.

Very close.

Brown glances at him.

“You always this protective?”

“Yes.”

Brown looks back at you.

“He does this every time?”

You nod apologetically.

Spider leans forward slightly.

“Also I’m taking notes.”

Brown frowns.

“Notes?”

“For when you mess up.”

Brown mutters under his breath, “I ain’t even started yet.”

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Ja

Ja is actually nervous.

He approaches you while you’re sitting near the water and awkwardly rubs the back of his neck.

“Hey, I was wondering if maybe—”

Spider suddenly drops from a tree branch behind him.

“ABSOLUTELY NOT.”

Ja nearly jumps out of his skin.

“Where do you keep coming from?!”

Spider points at him.

“You’re flirting with my mom.”

Ja glances between you and Spider helplessly.

“I wasn’t even finished talking!”

“You didn’t need to be.”

Spider folds his arms again.

“Denied.”

Ja sighs.

“I’m starting to understand why everyone’s scared of you.”

Spider nods proudly.

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Fike

Fike decides to just ignore Spider.

He walks up confidently and starts talking to you anyway.

Spider slowly steps in front of him.

Fike leans sideways to keep eye contact with you.

Spider moves sideways too.

They repeat this three times.

Finally Fike groans.

“Kid, seriously?”

Spider stares up at him.

“I can do this all day.”

Fike sighs and walks away.

“You’re ruthless.”

Spider calls after him.

“Correct.”

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Lopez

Lopez tries the “be nice to the kid” method.

He crouches down beside Spider.

“So… hypothetically,” Lopez says casually, “if someone wanted to treat your mom very well—”

Spider interrupts instantly.

“You’re not someone.”

Lopez sighs.

“You didn’t even let me finish.”

“I didn’t need to.”

Spider gestures dramatically toward you.

“She deserves a warrior poet, not a guy who probably flirts by saying ‘nice spear.’”

Lopez looks offended.

“I have better lines than that.”

Spider pauses.

“…Name one.”

Lopez opens his mouth.

Then closes it again.

Spider smirks.

“Exactly.”

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KO-FI

[pragerswoman]

Hiya, can you make a fanfic about recom like how would they react if the reader got SA or harass

Pairing: poly recoms x y/n

Warnings: Talk about harassment

A/n: Hiya my love I hope you enjoy ☺️ Thank you for your request 😊

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Miles

Quaritch notices something is wrong before you even say anything. Years of combat have trained him to read body language in a second—the way your shoulders tense, the way your tail curls closer to your leg, the way you stop speaking mid-sentence when someone approaches.

The moment he realizes someone is bothering you, the air around him goes cold.

He doesn’t raise his voice at first. He just walks over slowly, towering behind you like a living wall. His presence alone is enough to make most people rethink their choices.

But if the person keeps going?

Quaritch steps forward until he’s right in their space, golden eyes narrowed.

“Think real careful about what you say next.”

There’s no yelling, no theatrics. Just a low, dangerous tone that says he’s dealt with worse than this—and has no problem doing it again.

Afterwards, when you’re alone, his voice softens just a little.

“You alright, kid?”

It’s awkward, almost reluctant concern. But it’s real.

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Lyle Wainfleet

Wainfleet reacts immediately—and loudly.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

He’s the type to physically insert himself between you and whoever’s bothering you without hesitation. One big arm goes around your shoulders or pushes you gently behind him like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

He glares down at the person with pure annoyance.

“Buddy, you just picked the worst possible person to mess with.”

If the harasser argues, Wainfleet just cracks his knuckles with a grin that promises things will get unpleasant.

Later, he checks on you in a much softer tone.

“You good, kid? Didn’t scare you, did they?”

He tries to play it cool, but it’s obvious he was genuinely mad someone upset you.

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Fike

Fike doesn’t react loudly.

He reacts fast.

One moment the person is bothering you, and the next Fike is suddenly standing right there, tail flicking in irritation and eyes narrowed.

“Walk away.”

His voice is calm, almost bored—but the threat underneath it is obvious.

He doesn’t waste words. If the person doesn’t listen the first time, Fike takes one step closer, towering over them.

“Now.”

The confrontation ends quickly after that.

Once they’re gone, he glances at you, expression softer than before.

“You should’ve told me.”

It’s not a reprimand—more like quiet concern that you dealt with it alone.

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Lopez

Lopez reacts with pure protective anger.

She hears someone talking to you in the wrong tone and immediately steps in, arms crossed and ears pinned slightly back.

“Oh, absolutely not.”

She doesn’t even give the harasser time to explain themselves.

“You think bothering her is a smart move?”

Her voice is sharp, confident, and completely unimpressed. She has no problem verbally tearing someone apart if they’re acting like an idiot.

If they try to argue, Lopez just scoffs.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Get lost.”

Once they’re gone, she turns to you, her expression softening.

“You okay?”

Then she nudges your shoulder lightly.

“Next time someone tries that, you call me over. I love ruining people’s days.”

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Mansk

Mansk is the most explosive.

The second he realizes someone is harassing you, he storms over with absolutely no patience.

“Hey!”

His voice alone makes people turn.

“What part of leave her alone didn’t you understand?”

He’s blunt, intimidating, and not remotely subtle about the fact that he’s angry.

If the person tries to talk back, Mansk just steps closer with a glare.

“Walk away. Now.”

Afterwards he’s still grumbling about it.

“Some people just got no survival instincts.”

But when he looks at you, his voice lowers.

“You good?”

He’s rough around the edges, but the concern is obvious.

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Ja

Ja notices the situation quickly, but unlike some of the others, he doesn’t charge in right away. Instead, he watches for a moment, studying the interaction carefully. His sharp eyes catch the way you shift uncomfortably, the way the other person leans too close.

That’s all the confirmation he needs.

Ja steps forward smoothly, moving to your side with a calm confidence that instantly changes the atmosphere.

He doesn’t touch you, but the way he stands—slightly in front of you, shoulders squared—makes it clear whose side he’s on.

“Is there a reason you’re bothering her?”

His voice is level, controlled, almost polite.

But there’s an edge underneath it that’s hard to ignore.

If the person laughs it off or keeps going, Ja tilts his head slightly, expression losing any trace of friendliness.

“You should leave.”

The warning is quiet, but final.

Most people don’t argue with the look in his eyes.

When the person finally backs off, Ja glances down at you, his expression softening.

“You okay?”

He pauses for a moment before adding quietly,

“You don’t have to deal with things like that alone.”

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Brown

Brown reacts in a way that’s almost instinctive.

The moment he hears someone speaking to you disrespectfully, his ears flick back and his tail lashes once in irritation.

He doesn’t bother with subtlety.

“What’s going on here?”

His voice is deep and firm as he steps forward, placing himself between you and the person bothering you.

Brown crosses his arms, towering over them with an unimpressed expression.

“You got something you want to say so badly, you can say it to me.”

There’s something about the way he says it that makes it clear the conversation won’t go well for the other person.

If they try to brush him off, Brown just leans slightly closer, his gaze hard.

“Didn’t think so.”

The person usually leaves pretty quickly after that.

Once they’re gone, Brown turns around to face you, his expression shifting into something much gentler.

“You alright?”

He looks you over carefully to make sure you’re okay before giving a small nod.

“Next time someone bothers you, you tell me. I’ll handle it.”

It’s said simply, but the promise behind it is solid.

[pragerswoman]

Can you please make a headcannon about lyle?

Lyle headcannons

A/n: hiya my love I hope you enjoy I did a few different ones

Lyle is the type who pretends he doesn’t get attached to places, but he actually does. During deployments he’d always claim every base felt the same, yet he’d quietly learn the best coffee spot, the fastest route back to barracks, the one place with good sunsets. He never admitted it, but he liked the small routines that made temporary places feel lived in.

He’s a big comfort eater. Bad day? He wants junk food, something greasy, something nostalgic. If he trusts someone enough to share food with them, that’s a huge sign of closeness.

He hates awkward silence and will fill it with jokes, stories, or teasing just to keep the mood light. Humor is his coping mechanism; if he’s joking, he’s handling things. When he stops joking, that’s when he’s actually overwhelmed.

He secretly loves being relied on. Being the strong one, the fun one, the morale booster—it gives him purpose. If someone genuinely thanks him for making life easier or happier, it hits him harder than he expects.

And despite the loud personality, he’s the kind of person who checks on people quietly. If someone in the squad is having a rough time, he’ll find a casual excuse to hang around them more, bring them snacks, drag them into a movie night. He’d never call it emotional support, but that’s exactly what it is.

[pragerswoman]

Just an idea would you write about a mafia/modern gangster Recoms au?

Mafia Recoms

Pairing: All the recoms

A/n: Hiya my love thank you for your request 😊 I really hope you enjoy ☺️

At the center of it all is Miles Quaritch

He doesn’t run the city loudly — he owns it quietly. Politicians owe him favors, cops look the other way, and rival crews don’t last long enough to become real problems. He’s controlled, cold when he needs to be, but there’s a strange sense of order in the way he runs things. Nothing happens without his say. Nothing. To the outside world, he’s just another powerful man. To the people under him, he’s law.

Right beside him is Lyle Wainfleet, the right hand everyone fears more than the boss.

Lyle is the one who shows up when someone forgets who they’re dealing with. He’s loud, confident, a little reckless — but terrifyingly effective. He grins when things get tense, leans in when others back off. But the crew knows something most don’t: if it comes down to it, Lyle would burn the whole city down before letting anything touch his people.

Prager is the shadow in the room.

He doesn’t talk much. Doesn’t need to. He’s the kind of man who stands behind Quaritch during meetings, silent and still, and somehow that’s worse than any threat. When violence happens, it’s clean, quick, and efficient. He’s not emotional about it — it’s just part of the job.

Then there’s Fike, who thrives in the chaos.

If something goes wrong, he’s probably already in the middle of it — either fixing it or making it worse in the most unpredictable way. He’s sharp, sarcastic, always pushing boundaries. People underestimate him because he jokes too much, but that’s usually the last mistake they make.

Ja is the smooth operator.

He handles connections, information, deals that require more talking than fighting. He blends in when he needs to, stands out when it benefits him. Charming, observant, always two steps ahead socially. If there’s a deal happening across the city, chances are Ja already knows about it.

Brown keeps everything running.

Money, routes, supply chains — he’s the reason the operation doesn’t collapse under its own weight. Calm, steady, reliable. He doesn’t need attention, and he doesn’t want it. But if something goes wrong behind the scenes, he’s the one fixing it before anyone even realizes there was a problem.

Lopez is strength with control.

He’s built like someone you don’t want to fight — and you really don’t. But he’s not reckless with it. He knows exactly how far to go and when to stop. He’s the one making sure things don’t spiral too far out of control, especially when tempers flare.

And then there’s Mansk.

Quiet, watchful, always in the background — until he isn’t. He’s the kind of man people forget is in the room, which is exactly how he likes it. He listens more than he speaks, notices things others miss. When he acts, it’s deliberate and usually at the worst possible moment for whoever’s on the receiving end.

Together, they’re not just a crew. They’re a system. Each one filling a role, each one covering the others’ weaknesses. They don’t always agree. They argue, clash, push each other’s limits — but when it matters, they move as one. In their world, loyalty isn’t just expected. It’s everything. And if you ever found yourself caught between them and the rest of the city? You’d realize very quickly— There’s no escaping a family like that.

[pragerswoman]

Hope I’m not late for this, but can you write something about the recom fighting each other and Miles acting like he’s their dad? I just find it super cute tbh.

Pairing: All the Recoms

A/n: Hiya my love thank you for the request 😊 I hope you enjoy ☺️

The rain had just stopped on Pandora, leaving the ground damp and the jungle thick with humidity. Inside the temporary RDA outpost, the recom squad was supposed to be resting after a long patrol.

Instead, they were arguing.

“Say that again,” Lyle growled, his tail flicking behind him as he leaned forward across the table.

Brown crossed his arms, unimpressed. “I said you nearly got us killed back there. Try listening to orders next time.”

“Oh yeah?” Lyle scoffed. “Pretty sure I saved your ass when that hexapede charged you.”

Ja leaned against the wall nearby, watching the whole thing unfold with a small smirk. “He’s not wrong, Brown.”

Brown shot him a glare. “Did I ask you?”

Before Ja could answer, Prager chimed in from where he sat cleaning his rifle. “You two sound like children.”

That comment immediately made things worse.

Lyle turned. “Oh, you got something to say too?”

Prager looked up slowly. “Just stating a fact.”

The tension snapped.

Suddenly Lyle shoved Brown’s shoulder, Brown shoved him back harder, and within seconds the two of them were grappling, knocking chairs over as they struggled.

“Seriously?” Lopez groaned from across the room.

Fike just watched with mild interest, like this was some kind of entertainment.

Ja laughed under his breath as Brown managed to pin Lyle against the wall for a moment before Lyle twisted out of it.

“You wanna go? Let’s go!” Lyle snapped.

The room was chaos.

And that was exactly when the door slammed open.

Every single recom froze.

Miles Quaritch stood in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, glaring at the mess in front of him. Chairs knocked over. Equipment scattered. Two grown recom soldiers practically wrestling in the middle of the room.

For a moment, he just stared at them.

Then he slowly rubbed a hand down his face like a tired father dealing with a group of misbehaving teenagers.

“Are you kidding me right now?”

Nobody answered.

Lyle and Brown slowly separated, both suddenly very interested in literally anything except their commanding officer.

Quaritch stepped further inside, looking around at each of them.

“I leave you idiots alone for five minutes and you start acting like a bunch of damn school kids.”

Ja straightened slightly.

Prager suddenly found his rifle extremely fascinating again.

Lopez tried not to laugh.

Quaritch pointed at the overturned furniture.

“Who started it?”

Silence.

His eye twitched.

“I swear to God,” he muttered, voice low, “I did not get turned into a ten-foot-tall blue alien just to babysit a squad of grown men.”

Fike finally shrugged. “Technically, sir, it was Lyle.”

“Hey!” Lyle snapped.

Quaritch immediately pointed at him.

“You. Outside.”

“What?”

“Outside. Now.”

Lyle groaned dramatically but obeyed, stomping toward the door.

Quaritch then pointed at Brown.

“You too.”

Brown sighed but followed.

Once they were both outside, Quaritch stepped out with them, arms crossed again as the rest of the squad gathered in the doorway to watch like curious kids.

The colonel looked between the two massive recom soldiers.

“You two wanna beat the hell outta each other so bad?”

Neither of them answered.

Quaritch nodded slowly.

“Good.”

They blinked.

“Because you’re both running perimeter duty together for the next forty-eight hours.”

Lyle’s ears flattened. “You’re kidding.”

“Nope.”

Brown groaned.

Quaritch smirked slightly.

“Maybe by the end of it you’ll learn to work together like soldiers instead of fighting like brothers.”

Inside, Ja leaned over to Prager and whispered.

“He really does act like our dad.”

Prager nodded.

“He absolutely does.”

From outside, Quaritch’s voice suddenly barked,

“I CAN STILL HEAR YOU!”

The entire squad instantly went quiet.

[pragerswoman]

Helloo I dont know if you done this before or not but can you make a fanfic about the recoms like what are their past before coming to pandora or how they grew up etc etc

Pairing: All Recoms

A/n: I hope you enjoy ☺️ thank you for the request 😊

Miles Quaritch

Quaritch grew up in a strict, military household where emotions were treated like weaknesses and discipline was survival. He enlisted young and never looked back, climbing ranks through sheer force of will. War was the only place that ever made sense to him — clear objectives, clear enemies, clear rules. Relationships were brief and distant because he never believed he was built for a normal life. The Recom program appealed to him not as a second chance, but as proof that soldiers like him never really stop being useful.

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Lyle Wainfleet

Lyle was the class clown who never quite figured out adulthood until the military forced him to. He grew up in a loud, messy household full of siblings, jokes, and chaos. Humor became his coping mechanism early. Beneath the bravado was someone deeply loyal and deeply afraid of losing the people he cared about. The military gave him a family that felt permanent — until he learned nothing in war really is.

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Mansk

Mansk came from a small town where nothing ever changed. He joined the military because he needed escape more than purpose. Quiet and observant, he became the soldier who noticed everything and said very little. He’s always carried a sense of distance from the world, like he never fully belonged anywhere until the squad formed.

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Fike

Fike grew up glued to action movies and video games, convinced military life would be one big adventure. Reality hit hard during his first deployment. Humor became his shield — sarcasm and jokes filling every silence because silence meant thinking too much. Underneath the constant teasing is someone who feels deeply and worries constantly about the people around him.

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Lopez

Lopez grew up in a tight-knit family where loyalty was everything. He joined to support them financially and never expected to make the military his whole identity. Over time, the squad became another family he would do anything to protect. He carries a quiet sense of responsibility that shows up in the way he watches over everyone.

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Prager

Prager had a rough start in life and learned early how to fend for himself. The military gave him stability and direction he never had growing up. He doesn’t talk about his past much, but it shaped his blunt honesty and protective instincts. He values loyalty above everything.

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Brown

Brown grew up in a hardworking family where reliability was the highest compliment. He enlisted because he wanted to be someone others could depend on. Years of deployment taught him how often plans fail the people on the ground, which is why he trusts his squad more than any command structure.

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Ja

Ja grew up surrounded by community and culture, always taught the importance of connection and respect. He joined the military believing he could make a difference, and even after everything he’s seen, he still tries to hold onto that belief. He’s the quiet heart of the squad — the one who reminds them they’re still people.

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Before Pandora, they were strangers from completely different lives.

The Recom program didn’t just give them new bodies — it gave them the one thing most of them had been searching for their entire lives: a family they chose.