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rebelwrites · 4 months
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Hellloooooo!! God how much i've missed your writing!
What about a little Clay fic?? What about reader thought she wouldn't see him at Christmas as he was working, so she's at her parents house and half way during dinner or like nearly midnight on christmas and the doorbell goes and it's Clay and he somehow made it for Christmas armed with a small present as that's all he had time to buy but reader just loves it and him 😍
Home For Christmas
Clay Spenser x Reader
As this is a flash fic, this hasn’t been edited
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As always reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated ❤️ if you want tagging in future parts let me know ❤️
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Staring around the room you couldn’t help but let out a loud sigh. Today was Christmas, one of your favorite holidays but this year you just wanted it to be over. Everyone was coupled up apart from you, dropping your gaze down to your hand, you found yourself fiddling with your engagement ring.
This was the first Christmas without Clay, in the four years you had been dating he had never had a deployment fall on Christmas but this year your luck had run out.
For the last week you had been practically holding your breath that he would make it home in time for the holiday, but here you were sitting alone on the sofa with a large glass of wine just wanting the day to be over.
It was currently 8pm and any hope you had of seeing your Clay today had completely vanished, so you found yourself curled up under the blanket with your 6 year old nephew as you all watched The Grinch.
You found yourself constantly checking your phone to see if you had any missed call from Clay, but once again you had nothing. At this point you had no idea if he was even coming home this side of the new year, even though he confirmed with you their deployment was coming to an end. You both knew from previous experience that things could change at the flip of a switch.
Hours had passed and there was no sign of you Fiance, your heart weighed heavy in your chest as you checked the time for the 50th time this hour.
It was nearing midnight, you were absolutely exhausted. Just like every year your nephews had you running around like a headless chicken and this year you had decided you were doing Christmas dinner. One of the many ideas you had to try and keep your mind from wandering.
Everyone had gone up to bed at this point, leaving you pottering around starting to tidy up. The last thing you wanted was to wake up to a house that looked like it had been ransacked. As you carried a load of glasses through to the kitchen you heard a sound coming from the hallway, but you thought nothing of it, it was probably your sister coming down because one of the boys forgot their stuffed animals.
Once you had dumped the glasses into the dishwasher you headed back into the living room but the moment you stepped into the hallway you couldn’t help but freeze.
Your fists came up to your face, forcefully rubbing your eyes to make sure you weren't seeing things. But there he was standing there in his greens, rucksack hanging from his shoulder and a small red gift bag hanging between his fingers.
“Merry Christmas baby,” Clay whispered, his eyes shining brightly under the moonlight that shone through the window in the front door.
“Please tell me I’m not dreaming,” you breathed, taking a few steps so you were within touching distance of your boyfriend.
“Definitely not a dream babe,” he smirked, reaching out causing his rucksack to drop to the floor with a loud thud. Neither of you cared if it woke the rest of the house up right now. Within moments you were wrapped up in his arms, nuzzling your face into his toned chest.
“I know it’s not much,” he whispered, holding the small gift bag in the air, “not many shops are open this late on Christmas.”
You didn’t care about presents, all you cared about was Clay and that he made it home safely and in one piece. A large smile appeared on your face as you pulled away from him to investigate what was in the gift bag. Your heart fluttered when you pulled out three bars of your favorite chocolate. “Thank you,” you breathed, reaching up resting your hand on Clay’s cheek.
“I promised I would make it home for Christmas,” he hummed, resting his forehead against yours, “and I never break a promise to my girl.”
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bravo4iscool · 5 months
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i’m a big SEAL Team fan, like- a big one but i can’t with these ao3 fanfics😭💀
LIKE WHY ARE PEOPLE SHIPPING EMMA AND CLAY??? or jason and clay😭??
why are there mandy/jason/brock fics, im so confused rn, pLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME????
the one that threw me off the most was trent/clay tho😭. BRO TRENT AND BROCK HAVE LITTLE TO NO SCREEN TIME. WHERE DO Y’ALL TAKE THOSE SHIPS FROM😭?????
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kaenbl4ze · 9 months
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The babies of the team, but they're both actually giants. [seal au]
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stellaseveride · 1 year
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vae1bixy · 2 months
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tinyperson00 · 2 months
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FINISHED PRODUCT! Akira Sakuranbura polymer clay sculpture
I had a bit of fun with taking pictures of her lol 🤭👍
✨With Haori in her hand :
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I had to sew the Haori and I was originally gonna put it on her but uh.. it didn't work out that way it definitely didnt break her arm off again ;-; I gave up after that
✨Without Haori:
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Dont mind her butchered arm ;-; I had to use hot glue since I wasn't gonna bake her again she looks good tho!
✨Bonus pictures:
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This is also what I meant by.. the biggest clay project ive done so far ;-; shes so big compared to my babies 😭🥺
How do you guys like her :D
I feel like she turned out really well and the pictures ended up being very pretty in the end thanks to me remembering that I had LED lights lol- they're never on ;-;
This was such a fun project too!!
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40sjoyner · 6 months
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Sonny: Of course I care about all of my friends equally.
Ray: We were attacked while you were away
Sonny: Is Clay okay???
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skarkkk · 2 months
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Sonny: Damn, I hate snakes
Clay with a notebook in his hand: Sonny's Fear List, number two hundred and-
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Fear of Falling - Clay Spenser
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Summary: You have a nightmare and Clay tries his best to comfort you, if you'll actually let him
Word Count: 650
You don't scream when you wake up from nightmares. Hearing your own sharp breaths and that heaviness deep in your gut was torture enough. Almost as if you woud be trapped in those seconds of confusion forever. The shock of whatever horror your subconcious had come up was just enough to render you breathless for a while. After that, there's no talking. Just the sound of absolute quiet, trying to find comfort in the silence. Eyes staring into darkness, making sure the shadows are just objects. The chest of drawers. That pile of clothes that you said you would put away but didn't. Your breathing slows a lot quicker on the nights Clay is asleep next to you. One of his arms is tucked around the pillow, which his blond hair is practically buried in. Seeing him makes the weight on your chest disappear, but still you don't immediately move from that spot.
He's asleep, he's fine, he's just asleep.
You hate waking him up, he never minds but you still do. Looking over to make sure he was still snoring, your feet finally meet the cold floor, sneaking to the kitchen. Sitting there, trying desperately to scrub the images from your mind. The cup of tea makes a good distraction, despite the caffeine that would no doubt screw you up in the morning. While those thoughts raced your mind, he stirs awake. SEALS are pretty light sleepers from their training, plus Clay can feel that you aren't next to him. Seeing the light filter through the door, he knows. So he sneaks across that same freezing floor. Clay is still rubbing his eyes, groaning at the change from pitch black to the lights but he needed to check on you.
 Upright on the couch, you had moved on to a glass of water. He recognises the symptoms well. Dry throat and a vacant stare. Clay can see you look annoyed with yourself for being weak, for mixing the two worlds you try very hard to keep separate against the pressure of breaking apart. Your legs are tucked underneath your torso and the drink isn't even finished. He glances at you from the doorframe and you nod that everything is fine. Fortunately, tonight wasn't one of the worse times. Those nights when you could barely separate fact from nightmare. And just for a second- there was a part of you that thought he would never be there laying next to you ever again. Knowing you're seemingly alright, Clay returns the motion, slowly heading back to the bedroom.
 It was a long 15 minutes before, you too, made your way back over. Anyone who saw the scene as you opened the door again would assume Clay had fallen back asleep. Arm tangled back under the pillow in an attempt to block the light from his eyes. His figure was almost still, except for his chest moving up and down.
 But you knew better.  Knew him better.
Your boyfriend's arm was closer to the left side of the bed, ready to stayed wrapped around you until morning. As you slides back into the crisp sheets, a strong arm clutches your waist. You would laugh if you had the energy. Hopefully for the rest of your life, he would be there to hold you in times like this. Clay doesn't have to say anything, as your smaller fingers lace with his. A kiss to your shoulder and things are a lot calmer, like nothing ever happened. Something about his touch makes you forget the feeling of the cold kitchen floor that still stung on your feet, that you had been so quick to escape to. They don't mention it in the morning but you notices how he holds for a little longer, his gaze lingering just in case. And for that you kiss him deeper as a thank you, which he graciously accepts.
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rebelwrites · 2 months
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Hi! For your 100 word drabble:
Busted, pouting, and running
For Clay
Please and thank you!
Enjoy ❤️
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“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” you said pouting, as you saw the mess your kitchen had been left in.
“CLAAAAAAAY!!!” You shouted, mentally counting to 10’in your head. You had only counted to 5 before you heard the thud of the recliners slamming closed.
“We’ve been busted!” Your husband laughed as he came running out of the living room, refusing to make eye contact with you. “Sonny, move it she will hit you.”
“You boys better get this placed cleaned up before I kick your asses,” you hollered, grabbing a bottle of beer out of the fridge
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bravo4iscool · 20 days
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Emma/Clay is a way better ship than Lestappen
idk where and why you resurfaced from but i think i know who you are so please just leave lmaoo.
i prefer ships that have actual chemistry and not a big ass and cringe age gap, thanks.
you can have your clay/emma and i have my lestappen. so, just leave me alone and annoy someone else lmao.
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chaoticdean · 1 year
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Today’s episode of SEAL Team has me reeling, and I can’t believe I’m posting this. It’s always hard losing a character you loved so dearly, no matter the show or the outcome.
To Max Thieriot- thank you for everything. The past six seasons would never have been the same without you and Clay. Thank you for the laughs, the way you always cheered me on whenever I posted whatever SEAL Team-related project I had going on, for your kindness every time I had the chance to chat with you. We’re gonna be missing you and Clay so hard, but fandom loves you so much and I hope you know that wherever you’re going we’re going, too.
To Clay Spenser- Losing you feels like a shot to the heart, but it’s also knowing that Clay will live on forever; through Bravo, through Stella and little Brian. You can rest easy now, Bravo 6. Here’s to seeing you on the other side, but just know: you will always love within all of us. The only easy day was yesterday. 🤍💫
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stellaseveride · 1 year
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Clay Spenser beanie appreciation
SEAL TEAM | 4.01 God of War
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vae1bixy · 3 months
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andromeda--17 · 9 months
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Imma need the men of seal team to never shave their facial hair again, like ever, im still traumatized when i think about it
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HEY GUYS
I know I'm not around alot, I apologise, real life has been crazy! So many things have happened lately and wow I can't keep up, hopefully will be back to producing fics soon
Been attending a few conventions in Scotland as well.
But I'm looking forward to sitting down and writing things again!
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