#Bravo Team

[a-random-curator]

#supermassive games #the dark pictures anthology #dark pictures anthology #little hope #man of medan #until dawn #horror games #the dark pictures the devil in me #the dark pictures man of medan #little nightmares #bravo team #the inpatient #rush of blood #hidden agenda #switchback

[kindheartedgummybears]

ight I'm bored which obvi means I'm going to start a useless poll so

#ill probably do this with the other face models but I'm getting her out of the way since she has the most lol #this is 100% for fun non of them are the “best” per se i just want to see who the fan favorite is😂😂 #seperated the T's cuz all 3 of them are basically different characters XD #Supermassive Games #The Dark Pictures #The Dark Pictures Anthology #Hidden Agenda #The Inpatient #Bravo Team #Man of Medan #Little Hope #House of Ashes #The Devil in Me #Switchback VR #Daniella Cárdenas #Anna Bennet #Toma Bravo Team #Jenny May #Taylor Little Hope #Tanya Clarke #Tabitha Milton #Clarice Stokes #Michelle Morello #Belial #Eleni Miariti #the way that my post are the only ones in some of these tags😔😔 #i think this poll is kind of predictable about whos gonna win but i cant wait to see how little or how many votes some of these characters- #get #mostly interested about how many the non-dark pictures MINOR minor characters get

[skarkkk]

Clay: What if we train newbies on 'How to Survive a Day of Red Tape'?

Brock: The first lesson should be 'how not to sleep during meetings'.

#incorrect seal team #seal team incorrect qoutes #brock reynolds #clay spenser #bravo team #comedy #incorrect quotes

[theywhowriteandknowthings]

I’ve already got two playlists together for SNAFU.

One for the boys and one for Reader.

This new fic is going to consume me 😅

#pedro pascal #fanfic #triple frontier fic #triple frontier fanfic #triple frontier au #triple frontier #playlist #writing #writing playlist #seal team #bravo team #Charlie team #frankie morales #frankie morales x reader #francisco morales x reader #francisco 'catfish' morales #Spotify

[mishwanders]

Chapter Ten [Wesker]: Live Another Day

Pairing: Albert Wesker x GN!Cannibal Reader

Warnings: minor mentions of the experimentation on Cannibal MC and their relationship with Dr. Marcus and the U.S.S.

Summary: You and Wesker are in his office alone. Feelings are developing, things happen.

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After the eventful day of training, Wesker found himself with you alone in his office while the others were still out on their break, waiting for the Bravo team to switch shifts with them. The two of you were talking about how the day went, about how you felt about each of the training sessions. He couldn’t help but laugh remembering the way you took down Redfield with ease, pinning him on to the mat.

“I think you knocked down his ego a notch.” He commented, “That’s going to be hurting more than his back.”

“It wasn’t even my intention.” You chuckled, “I just wanted to see how easy it would be. That means if I do have to take him down, hand-to-hand combat is the way to go.”

He looked at you, happily surprised that you mentioned that.

“So you’ve been paying attention. Good.”

“Of course I have, it’s what you freed me to do, right?”

He slowly pinned you between the desk and his body, placing his arms on either side of you like he had in the chief's office. He turned his head to the side, now looking at you with curiosity after hearing that.

“Freed?”

“It’s like I said before, you can open doors that need to be unlocked for me, and that all started with freeing me from Umbrella, from Dr. Marcus’ clutches.” You reminded him.

He grinned, nodding in approval in remembrance of the night you said that.

“I guess you’re right.” He said, “Did you have a hate for James at all?”

“I wouldn’t go so far as to say I hated him. He ran his tests on me and of course I have bad memories associated with that, but he did more for me than I can say any of the others did…Well outside of Birkin now.”

“Like?”

“Feeding me, making sure the security or the other monster’s didn’t kill me. Which I mean, isn’t much, but considering how many of the other researchers just, didn’t care…”

He watched your eyes leave his, trailing down to the floor. Whatever just crossed your mind, he could see that it was bothering you. He knew you were the special case outside of the other monsters Umbrella created. He knew it was why they pushed you to the limit, trying to find out what exactly made you tick, what made the others tick, because you were the only one who could respond. There was nothing he could do to take any of that pain away from you, nor did he want to. It’s what you needed, the fire that kept you going, to not settle for less, even now. It was the only way that either of you would get what you wanted out of this life, to create what would be your own.

He brought his hand up to your chin, gently guiding your gaze back to him. He looked at you more seriously now, eyes staring into your own with all the care in the world.

“I know it hurt,having to endure that. I won’t let them do that to you again.” He reassured

“That place was my cage and they were a hell of a captor. You promise not to throw me back in there again?” You asked

“I promise. I told you that if you helped me, I would provide you with everything you will ever need for the rest of your life.” He reminded you, “And I’m not one to break my word.”

He could see your eyes darting around his face, looking for any sign of a lie. That’s when he saw the faintest grin cross your face, the light in your eyes again.

“Good.”

“Were you doubting me?” He asked

“Not necessarily. But the reassurance keeps that at bay.” You replied

“You're with me from now until the end. Wherever that may be.” He reassured

He grew closer to you, still holding onto your chin. He watched as your eyes fell from his, trailing down to his lips. He knew exactly what you were wanting from him, and to be honest, he wanted it just as much. He was about to pull you in closer, to press his lips against yours, but you were already on the move, like the eager pet you were. You were almost there before you stopped abruptly, both of you hearing the door to the S.T.A.R.S. office opening, and the sound of Alpha and Bravo team pouring into the room behind him.

He felt you push him away, forced to remove his hand from you. He didn’t expect it to hurt him as much as it did, hearing you mutter an “I’m sorry” under your breath, watching you leave the office completely. He wanted to chase after you, to stop you, but Enrico made his way in, discussing some other matters for the morning huddle meeting. He cursed in his mind, knowing he was going to have to go to the security cameras to find you again.

It irritated him that he couldn’t immediately chase after you, but so was the life of having to play his part as Captain.

He just hoped that wherever you ran off to, you would be safe.

Chapter Nine: Honey

Chapter Eleven: Bloodlust

#resident evil fic #resident evil fandom #resident evil fanfiction #albert wesker #chris redfield #the devils teeth #dead by daylight wesker #albert wesker x you #albert wesker x reader #wesker x reader #dbd wesker #resident evil wesker #re wesker #s.t.a.r.s. wesker #s.t.a.r.s. #alpha team #bravo team #enrico marini #resident evil #resident evil 0 #re0 #re1 remake #re1 #re2 remake #re2 #resident evil 2 #series: the devil’s teeth

[108garys]

I'm thinking it's about time I actually watch a playthrough of Bravo team, I can't find anything about shattered state so that's one thing and I tend to discount both games from my understanding of the smg universe due to the whole being set in made up countries thing but at the very least bravo team is the last one I can currently check out and I may as well

Who knows maybe I'll come back with my thoughts, I haven't heard great things but I've also heard terrible things about my faves so we'll see

#Bravo team #supermassive games #ramblings

[smoothdogsgirl]

February - Established Long Distance Relationship

Pairing: Brock Reynolds

Warnings: Deployments, Care Packages

Words: 943

Summary: Brock and the team get surprises during mailcall while on deployment in J-Bad.

In a Discord group I belong to, there was a post for a "Year of the OTP" challenge for 2023.

Disclaimer: This is fanfic work; no money is being made from this story. All recognizable characters belong to their respective creative authors, studios or producers.

Masterlist

“Mail call you clowns,” Sonny yells as he joins the guys around the fire pit. He opens the mailbag, “alright, let's see what we have for Bravo Team.” Reaching in, he pulls out a medium size box, “Ray, here’s a little bit of home.” He then tosses it over to him. He reaches in and grabs the next package, “bossman, it looks like the kiddos sent you something too.” On the next grab, he pulls out some letters, “heads up,” he shouts, and when Trent and Metal look at him, he flings the letters to them. They each catch them before they have a chance to hit the floor. He stuffs the last letter into his back pocket as it’s addressed to him. Shaking the bag, he realizes there is one more package inside; when he pulls it out, he grins, “looks like someone is sending Brock and Cerberus some love too.” He then tosses it to the man in question. 

There is some friendly teasing as Ray and Jason open the packages from their families. Emma and Mickey had mailed their father a card, chocolates, seeds for his vegetable garden, and baby wipes. Now Naima and the kids had sent Ray some homemade cards, cookies, drawings, candy, and baby wipes. 

“So, Broccoli, whatcha get?” Sonny asked.

Causing the other guys to look in Brock's direction as he finishes cutting tape on his box, he chuckles; it’s a heavy-duty heart-shaped Kong toy and a jar of all-natural peanut butter. On the lid is a heart-shaped sticker and the name Cerb. Brock whistles, and Cerberus gets up, stretching lazily while yawning, ambling over to his handler, and sitting by his feet. 

Brock takes his knife, spreading a glob of peanut butter on the Kong Toy before handing it to Cerberus, who sniffs it briefly before biting it and retreating to his spot near the fire pit.

Digging back into the package, he pulls out a Ziploc container of homemade chocolate and peanut butter chip cookies, a container of baby wipes, a small container of homemade dog treats, a new hard copy of his favorite book ‘The Martian,’ a homemade DVD and a card in an envelope.

“Who’s sending you all those goodies, Broccoli?” Sonny asked from his seat next to Brock, eyeing the container of cookies.

“Not to mention, who knows your pup so well?” Trent asked, nodding at Cerberus, who was still munching on his toy. 

“Spill brother,” Metal’s low, gruff voice causes Brock to jump a little as he comes up, setting a bottle of beer next to his camping chair. 

Brock rubs the back of his neck; he smiles at the guys and places the package on the ground leaving the book and card on his lap. He then looks at all of the guys, “Keep your paws off of my cookies, or I’ll sick the hair missile on you. You’ll be his training dummy.”

Opening the card, he can’t help but smile when he reads the contents,

Cracking the book's cover, he places the card inside, flips the pages, and stops at page 316. Lying between the pages is a 3D ultrasound image. He picks it up, taking in all of the child’s features. Brock is so lost in thought he doesn’t see Trent get up to grab snacks. 

“Cute kid, you gonna be an uncle?” Trent asks, seeing the picture.

Brock grins at the man, “Nah, man, I’m gonna be a dad. This is my kid.”

Everything around the fire pit stops; the guys look at him. 

“What’d you just say, Broccoli?” Sonny asks his Texas accident even thicker than usual.

Picking up the image and showing it to the group, “I said I’m gonna be a dad.” Noting writing on the back of the image, “make that a girl, dad. This is a picture of my daughter.”

Ray smiles at him, “welcome to the club, brother. There is nothing quite like it.”

Jason nods his head in agreement, unsure of what else to say.

“So, who’s the baby momma Broccoli? Can’t believe you finally managed to get some and didn’t tell us?” 

Brock growls at Sonny, “my daughter isn’t the result of some one-night stand. And trust me, man, getting some has never been a problem.” 

Sonny holds up his hands in surrender.

“So you’re saying you have a girlfriend?” Clay asks, giving Sonny a reproachful look.

“Not what I said either,” Brock replies with a shoulder shrug.

“Quit being cryptic, dog boy. Tell us what’s going on.” Metal states before taking a swig of his beer.

“My wife is the one who is pregnant. It wasn’t exactly planned, but not unwanted either. We found out the week before the deployment that she’s pregnant.”

Trent tilts his head, “since when are you married?”

“We got married two days after returning from our last deployment to J-Bad. It was just us, the dogs, a JP on a floating dock in False Cape State Park at sunset.”

“So, almost a year and a half?” Trent clarifies.

Brock shrugs, “that sounds about right?”

“Dogs?” Clay questions.

“We couldn’t exactly get married without Cerberus and Artemis. Before you ask, Artemis is a two-year-old sable German shepherd.” Brock replied.

“How long have you guys been together?” Trent asks.

“We met just before I went through BUDs. We’ve been together ever since.” Glancing down at his watch, he does the calculations in his head for the time difference to Va Beach. “This has been fun, ladies, but I’m going to go call my girls.” Grabbing his things, he whistles, and together he and Cerberus head to their hootch to make a video call home.

Note:

The letter in this story was written in Dutch. I decided since that is the language he gives Cerb commands in, he picked it because he speaks it, and so does his wife. Here is a close approximation of what the letter says. I had a friend of mine do the Dutch translation.

Hey Babe, I’m missing you and our furry kid. The bed is cold without my two heat sources. Here are a few little things for when you get a minute of downtime. Only a few more weeks and this deployment will be over; we can’t wait to have you home. I had a new ultrasound technician at my last appointment, and she accidentally spilled the beans on our March surprise. So if you look at the page corresponding to that date, you will know too. That being said, when you come home, you better have a list of names ready. Love you, Babe

#“Year of the OTP” challenge for 2023 #Seal Team #Bravo Team #Brock Reynolds #Cerberus #Trent Sawyer #Scott “Full Metal” Carter #Sonny Quinn #Jason Hayes #Ray Perry #Clay Spenser

[vae1bixy]

SEAL Team

All that matters

Season 2 Episode 4

#seal team #seal team gifs #gifs #clay spenser #trent sawyer #bravo team #sonny quinn

[chaoticdean]

ASHES FALLING FROM THE SKY | Rating: Gen | wc: 1.9k

Bravo Team has been given devastating news while they're still stuck on an OP in Jordan. Between grief and one last high-profile mission, Jason and Ray find themselves on the roof of the stash house, grieving their co-worker, friend and brother in every sense of the way.

Writing Ray & Jason again after so long has been so cathartic I cannot really put words into it (which is kinda ironic, seeing as I'm a writer and all).

Many thanks to my friend @nickelkeep for beta'ing this even though they know nothing about the show!

#no taglist because idk who reads seal team fanfic over here so #making this up as i go #seal team #seal team cbs #bravo team #jason hayes #ray perry #rayson #clay spenser #post episode #seal team fam #sonny quin #jason hayes & ray perry #jason hayes & clay spenser #seik-o #archer-and-lionprince #usersammane #mutteringghost #overtimeme #abcdefuk-off #usermone #userbravo

[kindheartedgummybears]

and thus the lore grows

@everglowingstars what are we creating.

#McEleni au #yes thats its official name now. #mcdonalds and Eleni Miariti plz dont sue us #KV's unhinged discord thoughts #Hidden Agenda #The Inpatient #Bravo Team #Man of Medan #Little Hope #House of Ashes #The Devil in Me #Switchback VR #Daniella Cárdenas #istg her tag is only going to be this au isnt taht sad? #Anna Bennet #President Toma #hers too #she doesnt have much significants in this au yet but one day she will #right now she is just #standing there #in the corner #probably the janitor or omething idk #Jenny May #Tabitha Milton #Tanya Clarke #Taylor Little Hope #Clarice Stokes #Michelle Morello #Belial Switchback VR #Eleni Miariti

[theres-no-real-love-in-you]

I need me some Kid Clay Spenser and Papa Bravo Team.

Re-watching Seal Team and I forgot how good it was even though my heart is broken because of Season 6.

#clay spenser #seal team #bravo team

[bestfrozenskittles]

Mission Failed: Lost Missiles

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“So tell us Crow, how much are you getting paid for this” The driver of the transportation truck Crow was in asked. “Classified” she mumbled and looked out of the window beside her, he chuckled and nodded. “Alright, then do you know what we’re hauling?” Crow frowned “No” she huffed and shifted in her seat. The driver glanced over at her before looking back at the road.

“Must be important if we got someone who isn’t in the Shadow Company to supervise” Crow pursed her lips and nodded “Must be” her eyes fell on the truck in front of them. “Why are they stopping” She straightened up in her seat and put a hand on her pistol holster, the driver pressed a button on his radio “Shadow 7-3 to 7-9, what's the hold up?” 

“There’s a truck on the road, It won’t move” Crow heard over the radio, she could also hear the shadow that was besides 7-9 speaking poor Russian. “Go around them 7-9, this cargo cannot be late” She spoke into her own radio. “We can’t there’s an-” he was abruptly cut off when shots were fired.

Crow ducked and pulled out her own weapon, “Shit” the Shadow that was with her cursed and ducked down alongside her, the sound of foreing vehicles surrounding them made her more tense than she already was. “7-9, 7-7 what's your status” Crow called out through the radio. 

“This is Graves, Crow what's the situation” Crow sighed and rubbed her eyes “An ambush, there's casualties but I don't know how many” Shepherd looked at Graves “Crow you make sure those cargo trucks are safe” Shepherd demanded. Crow huffed and looked at the Shadow that was with her. 

“You stay here, make sure no one opens this shipment, understood?” He nodded and watched as she slowly opened the truck door and slid out. Crow rolled under the truck and looked for any sign of the attackers. Once she made sure no one was around her she rolled out from under the truck and made her way to the cargo truck that was behind them.

 The Shadows that were in the truck quickly let her in. “What’s going on?” They asked “An ambush, make sure no on-” She was cut off by a bullet hitting one of the Shadows in the dome. “Shit!” before the other Shadow could duck a bullet was shot into his head and chest. 

The truck door slammed open and she was dragged out by the back of her vest. Crow fell onto her back and immediately shot the two men above her, she got up and looked over their bodies. “No fucking way” a bullet shot into her shoulder and knocked her down onto the road. 

Three armed men made their way over to her. Crow frowned while holding onto her wounded shoulder to stop the bleeding “Crow! What's going on!” Crow ignored Graves and looked for a way out. Unfortunately the men were getting too close and with no other choice Crow rolled off the road and down the hill that was beside it. 

Bullets went flying as she rolled down the hill. She put her arms around her head and held her breath before she hit the river that was at the bottom. Crow let the river take her farther away from the scene and swam up when she thought she was far enough. 

Wet, cold and bleeding Crow sat beside the river. “Crow to Gold Eagle Actual, we’re looking at three lost missiles sir, lots of casualties” Shepherd rubbed his face and slammed his fist on the table “Did you see who attacked” Graves answered. “Yes” Crow responded, groaning when her shoulder began to ache. 

“We’re sending evac to you as we speak Crow, hold that information to your chest” 

“Yes sir” 

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“You’re telling me, that Russains were the ones that attacked the cargo” Shepherd stood in front of F.N with his arms behind his back “Yes sir” she answered as the nurse bandaged her shoulder. “They took the three missiles, they’re armed and dangerous” Grave crossed his arms, F.N nodded. “I heard them speaking to someone they called boss, someone named Makarov” Shepherd cursed under his breath. 

“Crow, how would you like to receive more money” F.N frowned, Graves looked at Shepherd “Sir? Are you giving me another mission?” Shepherd nodded “I’ll set up a meeting when everything is in place, until then Crow” Both men walked out of the medical room. 

F.N stared at the door, with a sigh she stood up “What am I getting myself into.”

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Gasoline coated the paper and notes that scattered the building, a trail of it followed Crow as she walked down the hallways of the mostly destroyed building. “Gold Eagle Actual to Crow, Bravo team has just left the scene, how's the information” Shepherd sat in his office alone. 

“Ready for the order general” Crow tossed the empty bottle onto the floor. “Torch it” with that Crow struck a match and threw it onto the covered floor before making her way out of the building to admire her handy work. The building was up in flames soon after “Actual, any information they might come for later is gone” Crow walked to the helicopter that waited for her. 

“Great job Crow, now get back, It’s time for the second phase of your mission” Crow hummed and took her seat. 

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“Welcome back Crow” F.N nodded at Graves and crossed her arms as she stood in front of Shepherds desk. “Now then, It’s time for things to get even more difficult, your mission is to keep a close eye on task force 141, and to keep them from finding out my involvement with any of this. Any questions?” 

F.N glanced at Graves “How exactly am I going to get close enough to them to make sure they don’t figure it out?” She asked “Easy, the men have figured out that the narcos are working with Hassan, we’re going to stage a kidnapping in which you are our lucky victim” Graves walked around the desk and towards her. 

“They’ll ‘save you’ and keep you safe, from there all you have to do is cover up any tracks we might’ve left behind that they could see” He finished “Pretending to be a damsel in distress, how embarrassing” F.N mumbled. “Well then is everything understood?” F.N sighed “Yes sir.”

#modern warfare 2 x reader #modern warfare 2 #x reader #x female reader #mw2 #general shepherd #philip graves #bravo team

[favoritecelebrityladies]

Tamra Judge from the Housewives of Orange County

#mature lady #maturesexy #mature mom #mature wives #beautiful mature #mature babe #mature beauty #tamra judge #reality #realty show #orange county #rhoc #bravo tv #bravo team

[vonartsy]

Poisonous Flowers [ 1001] - Ch 5

Chapter five.

First chapter. Previous chapter.

    Bravo Team was then able to successfully bring the anomaly to M Lab and have it put in a more secure containment cell for research. And, with any luck, they wouldn’t have to deal with it again.

     “Salem. Guess you didn’t die.” I-12’s voice had a hint of disappointment. Why that was wasn’t to be discussed right now.

     “Must be such a sorrow for you, eh?” The passive aggressive tone in Brit’s voice wasn’t being hidden in the slightest. “Just tell me what excess I need to file and I’ll be on my way, okay?”

     “... Fine. We can chat later.” I-12 handed Brit several papers.

     He took the papers and glanced over them. There were two more than usual, which was two too many. “And sir?”

     I-12 tilted his head.

     “Please stop doing this.” He glared down at his boss.

    The robot was quiet for a little while. “No promises.”

     Brit sighed, stepping out of I-12’s office without another word. He couldn’t stand to be around that freak any longer.

     “Hi, angelo,” Dipaulo greeted with a smile. 

     “You were waiting for me?” 

     The man nodded. “Of course!”

     “Oh. Er, thanks.”

     Some silence passed, but it wasn’t awkward at all.

     “Hey, Dip?” Brit asked as him and Dipaulo walked back to their shared dorm.

     Dipaulo looked up at him. “Yeah?”

     “How come you knew where to find me?”

     “Oh. Well, just uh… just luck.” He shrugged. It wasn’t very convincing, but the answer wasn’t super important. Probably.

     “... Right.”

     When they got to their room, Dipaulo took off his equipment and shoved it in his drawers, gave Brit a goodnight kiss on the cheek, and plopped down on his bed to fall asleep. The mission that day was much more tiring than most others, so he felt that he deserved to sleep in a little extra. Besides, it was almost eleven. 

     Brit finished up the reports, finished being that he fell asleep at the desk.

     As for the other three, Erikson got an ice pack for Vance’s head, and also a Zyrtec® for his allergies… Phillips got them all a pack of cookies from the cafeteria to share.

This one's shorter than the others, and concludes the story. Any feedback is appreciated about it, or just thoughts in general. It was fun to write.

#M Lab Bravo Team #M Lab #[1000] #[1001] #Bravo Team #original writing #original story #original characters #my story #oc writing #character writing #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writing

[afcom44]

SEAL TEAM Tribute...When the Seasons Change

#Seal team #bravo team