#jason hayes x reader

[shoot-the-oneshot]

Call sign Guardian angle

Requested by Anon “we have to stop meeting like this.”

Brock Reynolds x reader

You just so happened to be walking past the command room when you over heard bravos team leader call for air extraction, “negative Bravo 1, to many tangos in the air the helicopter wont get cleared for take off you’ll have to exfil on foot.” Davis informed over coms. “We are surrounded we need air support now!” Jasons anger could be heard even over the choppy radio, you knew it wasn’t your place and not your call but you’ve covered Bravo team from the air multiple times, you even assisted them on your first solo air strike, 

so to say you had a soft spot for that team wouldn’t be far off. With a curse you stepped through the open door your flight suit standing out against the room of blue camo, “If I can provide cover for their helicopters would that get them cleared?” You asked making the room freeze around you, Bravos commander reached over Davis and spoke into the radio, “Stand by Bravo 1.” Then turned his attention to you, his eyes raking over your suit no doubt looking for a team patch or anything that would give up who you were only finding your top gun patch and call sign. “provide cover how? You are aware they are deep in enemy territory correct?” To which you shrugged your shoulders you were used to being in hostile environments, well over them anyways. Taking a step closer holding your hand out to introduce yourself, but someone beat you to it. “Lieutenant Y/n Y/l/n call sign Guardian, shes a fighter pilot,saved our asses a few times too”, Davis chimed in sending you a wink she knew exactly who you were and how a certain member of Bravo felt hearing your voice in the field, this was however her first time meeting you in person, “My jet is still on the runway it would take one call to go back up” you pushed, “a fighter jet is harder to get cleared than a fleet of Helios while we appreciate your help it would take to long,” Blackburn said, Turing back to his team to find another way to get his men out. “Good thing I’m better at asking for forgiveness than permission!” You yelled out, already making your way back to your jet. By the position of it you could tell Davis called and told the crew the plan. Pulling your steps down and climbing up pulling your helmet back on and getting situated again. “Havoc to Guardian do you read?” You heard over the coms her voice much different to the tower you were used to. “Guardian to havoc read you loud and clear,” you watched and waited until the ground crew waved you on. “Guardian Cleared for take off, Helio 13 cleared for take off,” the tower called feeling the rumble of your engine through your body would never get old always pulling a smile to your face, nothing would ever beat the feeling of being in the air just you and your jet, steering the joystick to line up with the runway, throwing a salute to the crew as always. Pushing the throttle you launched off the deck into the air banking hard left wing pointed down to the sea below and the other the sky as you made a flyby the communication room, Blackburn and Davis watching through the window, “fighter pilots always making risky moves.” Seeing you no furthers than twenty inches from the ship, “it seemed risky is just what we needed,” Davis stated before calling to update the team, “All bravo callsigns we have Air exfil inbound.”

“How’d that get cleared I thought we were on our own?” Clay asked Jason the team hunkered down behind cover taking shots through the windows of the house they were hiding In. The enemy hadn’t let up and he doubted they just changed their minds. “I don’t know.’ Havoc repeat your last?” The boys sat waiting throwing he occasional frag when the shooters outside got to close. “Air exfil and support in bound, Oh and Bravo five your going to love this.” Davis could be keep the smile out of her voice, the team turned to Brock, who had no idea what she meant, if this was just air support you would already be screaming across the sky to the team in distress but you were just playing defense today so you followed close behind the chopper your radar scanning the sky for any tangos. “Guardian to havoc can you patch me through to bravo?” You spoke through your headset, “affirmative patching you through.” “Good morning Bravo team your saving grace is two mikes out.”

“Angel?” “Bravo 5, We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”Hearing your voice Brock lets out a chuckle, he was the one to give you your call sign on your first op he called you the teams guardian angle and guardian stuck ever since, unless Bravo was around. the team knowing you were close started cracking on Brock, “uh oh angles are singing boys,” Clay who was new had no idea who you were. “Who are we talking about?” Before they could respond your voice cut through again “Havoc am I allowed to shoot at these guys or strictly intimidation?” Brock couldn’t help but smile a bit you hadn’t changed while he had never met you outside of coms he knew his little crush had grown just a bit. “Negative on the shooting Guardian.”

‘Alright alright’ you spoke to yourself coming up on the village Bravo was hiding in. flying as low as you could you dove down the side of the three story building and flew over the trucks the shooters were hiding behind. The shock and jet wash was enough to make them tuck tail and run giving bravo team enough time to reach the helicopter that landed behind the building. “That’s who we’re talking about” Sonny shouted to Clay to be heard over the helicopter rotors and your engine. “Guardian say hello to blondie Aka Clay Spencer.” Clay looked out the helicopter looking for the jet coming off empty until you rolled to the side from underneath completing a full roll around them. “Nice to meet you Clay,” waving to the team from your cockpit, moving to fly ahead of the helio, the team was confused normally you disappeared as quick as you showed up but you were staying right with them, “Hey pilot, why is she staying with us?” Sonny asked, Brock paying more attention than he was before, wondering the same thing. “She’s stationed on the ship,” hearing this Sonny snapped his head over to Brock, “well lookie here you might get the chance to meet your girl,” he didn’t even know your name and now he was supposed to just walk up to you, and say what? “Havoc to guardian, we have a blimp on your radar do you read,” taking a look at the radar you spot the blimp “Copy havoc going to investigate.” Brocks heart skipped a beat hearing this of course exfil was to easy, he just wished he was in a position to help if you needed it.

Pulling your nose up letting the wind push you up and over the helicopter (the gif above) rolling back over, the blimp getting closer they were flying the same altitude as the helio so you went up to 25,000 feet since you were so close to the Blackhawk you doubt they even knew you were there and that’s exactly how you want to keep it. “Havoc I have eyes it’s Pakistan military want me to engage?” Going inverted being hidden by the clouds above them. “We will try and make contact do not engage until we give the clear.”

You knew they would only let you play if they shot first or followed to close to the ship you just had to stalk and wait, “Blackhawk increase speed see if you can shake them.” As you expected they sped up keeping pace with your helicopter, you were about to hit open water the time to strike ticking down. “Havoc to Guardian Pakistani military refuse to fall back until we tell him why we are here, if they get within three miles of the ship you’re clear to engage.” Moving into position behind the foreign helicopter watching the distance until you can make your move. “Copy havoc waiting to engage.” Unfortunately you couldn’t just shoot a missile out and call it a day, they weren’t expecting a fighter jet nor do they have the weapons to fight one so unless they have a suicide mission the bogey will back off just have to wait and one more second. The alarm in your jet goes off signaling the set danger zone. Being pressed back into your seat you dropped below the helicopter shooting back up right in front of their nose forcing them to swing wide to avoid contact. Back on the Blackhawk Bravo team was watching your dogfight like a movie “Woah Brock I might have to steal her for myself you think she likes Texas barbecue? Ouch Ray!” Sonny rubbed his arm where Ray whacked him even Cerberus was watching the in air action. Taking more dives at their aircraft forcing them to turn back towards land. Getting closer when they tried to turn back towards the water. ‘Alright play time is over’ you said to yourself, lining up the missile lock knowing an alarm would go off letting them know they were about to be in checkmate, after a good second they backed off and headed back to land. Doing a few more passes to make sure they weren’t circling back you spun back taking your spot next to the hovering Blackhawk. Laughing as you saw bravo celebrating inside, giving your own fist bump into the air. “Air is clear havoc requesting to land” making the lap around the aircraft carrier lining up with the strip to land your body jerking as you caught the band slowing your jet to a hard stop. Going through your post flight checks with the crew you just barely saw bravo team being ushered off the deck to debrief. Only locking eyes with the tallest one for a second before he disappears. It was after your own debrief and light scolding that you were walking back to your room, being stopped by a dog running through the hallway and stopping at your feet looking up at you with big brown puppy dog eyes. “Why hello cutie” dropping to your knees running your fingers through his fur laughing as he licked your chin, “Cerberus!” Someone yelled and wouldn’t you know its the same guy you saw on deck, he visibly released a breath seeing the dog with you. “Thank god I though he’d be half way to the kitchen by now.” He spoke making his way over grabbing the dogs collar but not pulling him away from you letting you continue to pet him. “Well if he did make it there I’m sure he’d have no problems getting whatever he wanted, wouldn’t you cutie pie.” The last part you spoke in your puppy dog voice. Behind Brock Bravo team was peaking around the corner watching the interaction, “Does he seriously not know its her? Ray come on even the dog knew let me call dibs on her.” Sonny begged, making Ray hit him again. “Relax Sonny he’ll figure it out.” Ray at least hoped he would.

Cerberus had moved from the floor to crawling in your lap forcing you to fall back against the wall not that you minded at all, making small talk with his handler Davis walked passed bravo huddled around the corner, “why in the world are y’all crowding the hallway?” “We are watching Brock and Guardian.” At Clays explanation Sonny huffed, “more like watching him tank it with her.” Davis shook her head. What would these boys do without her. Strolling past the operators, “Hey Guardian, nice flying thanks again for helping us get these guys out of trouble.” She said giving Brock a firm pat on the back, knowing it finally clicked when his eyes widened. “No problem anytime,” giving you a nod of her head goodbye she walked past turning around frantically pointing at you behind your back. “It’s her!” She mouthed, “I didn’t know you were bravo.” You said noticing the matching patches on his shirt and the dogs vest quickly assuming that’s their unit patch. “And you didn’t tell me you were my angel.” You could feel the blush crawling up your cheeks. “You know my official call sign is Guardian right, you’re the only one that calls me angel.”

Even though he knew he didn’t have a right to he felt a sense of possessiveness flood him, good he should be the only one who gets to call you that. You peeked around Brock to see Bravo duck back behind the wall, with a laugh you stood giving Cerberus a final pet behind the ears. “Looks like your team is waiting for you, Don’t be a stranger Bravo 5.” You winked, waving to the team that was trying to act nonchalant as you passed. The second you were out of sight they swarmed Brock who was telling Cerberus what a good boy he was leading him to you. “So what happened?” Looking at his team leader with a lovestruck look, “I’m never leaving this boat.”

Bravo team was off for a few days waiting for the target package to get cleared while word didn’t slow down for you, you did find yourself spending your free time with Bravo, and Brock. It was weird getting to know the teams you saved you knew next time you’d be even more worried knowing your friends were the ones down there putting personalities to a unit was dangerous, but you don’t regret it.

“Not that we don’t love having you slum with us why haven’t you invited any of your hot fighter pilots to join us?” Sonny asked, you were all playing rounds of call of duty in their little living room area they had it was the last day they had on the carrier you can admit you were going to miss them maybe one more than the others, Brock glared at him from beside you even cerb picked his head up of your lap to give the man a look. “Well Sonny we don’t really hang out like you guys do.” Now that got Jasons attention the team was everything to them he couldn’t imagine doing it alone, “Why not?”

“It’s more of a constant competition between pilots we don’t lets lose around each other,” you shrugged missing the look they all had, the next day you had another mission, just a simple strike and come back, you were on the deck doing preflight check with the crew. Just as you were about to climb in you heard your name being shouted, confused you turned around you saw Bravo team with their bags packed early, you had all said goodbye last night since you were supposed to be gone when they left, “What are you guys still doing here?” You reached down to pet Cerb who pulled against the leash Brock held to rub against your legs, “We had something we wanted to give you.” Jason said reaching out and patting your arm sticking something there, yo looked down at what once was an empty Velcro square was now covered with a Bravo patch, “We wanted you to know that we think of you as one of our own, that you always have a place with us at home or outside the wire.”

Taking a breath you swallowed the lump in your throat only being able to nod in thanks or your emotions would get the best of you, walking to the helicopter waiting for them each member took a turn saying goodbye again and patting the patch on your arm signifying they agreed with Jasons words, “Be safe up there girly, give em hell, death via Bravo from the sky!” Sonny shouted pointing to the sky making you and Brock who was the last one laugh at his antics, “so.” You dragged out, “so” Brock had a whole speech he wanted to say but the second he looked into your eyes he forgot every last word. Settling for a hug he wrapped you in his arms squeezing you tight, “I’m gonna miss you angel.” Sighing falling deeper into his chest, “I’ll miss you too, Bravo 5,” giving him one more smile you pulled away knowing the tower wouldn’t be happy if you were late taking off. You watched Brock walk away until he turned back and shouted “My number is sewn on the back of that patch so you don’t lose it!” Laughing and slightly giddy like a school girl who’s crush just asked you out you climbed in your jet. Fastening your belt you caught a glimpse of the patch, you didn’t thing anything could feel better then being in your jet but this time it felt that much sweeter. “Tower to Guardian you’re clear for take off.” With the go ahead you launched your jet off the deck and into the air ending up beside the Blackhawk oh how things have changed since your escort. The guys beating their fist in the air and a few against the patch that matched your new one. Giving your own a tap you dipped your wing twice as a final wave and shot off to your mission disappearing from sight. Normally you lived for work but with your newfound family maybe you’ll have something else to live for.

One year later

“And then the jet came flying over you could hear it coming a mile away” Sonny told the kids making fake jet noises to add to his storytelling a hand mimicking the maneuvers. It was a get together at Rays house everyone from Bravo was there including you, tucked under Brocks arm and cerb stuck to you on the other side feeling like the most protected person in the world stuck between two tier one seals that wouldn’t let anything happen to you, hell a whole team that wouldn’t and you felt that same about you them. “He’s told that story to everyone on base.” Brock whispered in your ear. “Well is a cool story sounds like an amazing pilot to pull that off.” You teased, making him let out a low chuckle nodding along. “Oh it was the best story, and that pilot is a special one. And Sonny is missing the best part excuse me.” Giving you a quick kiss he rushed to the other side of the fire joining in on the story pushing Sonny out of the way, “that story is cool but a even cooler one is how she got the name angle” as Brock launched into the story of your unofficial call sign you couldn’t help but look around and think how much things changed and how glad you were that you happened to walk passed havoc that faithful day.

#seal team imagine #seal team x reader #brock reynolds imagine #Brock Reynolds x reader #clay spenser x reader #clay spencer imagine #sonny quinn imagine #sonny Quinn x reader #Brock x reader #Jason Hayes x reader #sealteam imagine #sealteam x reader

[disasterfandoms]

“i’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to forget that guys name” with jason hayes oh my god 😭😩

Ri I just found this again.... please forgive me for I may have sinned.

TW: sex, public foreplay, slutty boy Jason. choking, dirty talk. afab!reader.

“Bathroom, now,” Jason hissed into your ear as he gripped your hip tightly, instantly making you weak in the knees. You should have known he wouldn’t have kept his composure, seeing you talk to another man at the bar.

You followed his orders, walking to the restroom of the Bulkhead, smirking when you saw him lock the door behind you.

That smirk was gon when he pinned you to the wall, a hand gently gripping your neck. 

“You want to flirt in front of me, show me what a bad girl you are?” he whispered, kissing you passionately as you moaned against him. “ “i’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to forget that guys name,” he growled, pushing your thong down, immediately went to work at rubbing your clit.

You moan, whimpering as he harshly stuck two fingers in, pumping in and out of you, cooing as he felt how soaking wet you were for him.The sensation felt like a fire burning within you, buikding pressure in your tummy.

He smiled when he saw how worked up you were getting, your little pants and moans as you started to grip the fingers pumping in and out of you. He pulled them out, harshly spanking your ass as you cried out, 

“Such a dirty little whore,” he hummed, moving you over to the sink, bending you over as he lined himself up to your entrance. “Who’s cock do you want?” he asked, sliding it up and down your center.

“Y-yours,” you stammered, desperate for his cock inside of you, the thought almost getting you off in of itself.

He chuckled, slapping your ass once more, before pulling his jeans back up. “good girl,” he murmured, kissing your cheek. “Remember who can make you this wet without getting you off, and I’ll give you what you want when we get home.”

He left the bathroom immediately, leaving you in a daze.

#jason hayes #jason hayes x reader #seal team #ri #jason hayes drabbles

[bravo4iscool]

sister

there‘s too little trent in this world, so take this🕺

i hope you like this lol.

reader is clay‘s little sister and her nickname is „missy“, it‘s no indication of her name tho :)

word count: 5k

not proof-read :)

(masterlist)

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

You happily smile and run into your brother's arms as soon as you see him. „I missed you big man,“ you laugh.

„Missed you too, Missy,“ Clay whispers into your hair, holding you close for another minute. „Thank you for inviting us,“ he then tells you, breaking the hug with a big smile on his face.

You grin and lightly shove his shoulder. „Of course I‘d invite you. It’s not often you have free time, you know. Besides, I don‘t want to spend Thanksgiving alone.“

When you look behind your older brother you see his team members finally approaching. They were waiting at the beginning of your driveway. They weren‘t all here today though. The team leader, Jason Hayes was with his family, as well as Ray Perry, but the others were invited to your Thanksgiving dinner.

„Hello, welcome,“ you enthusiastically greet them, waving. „Nice to finally meet you all. Clay told me much about you guys!“ You smile at them, shaking hand after hand.

They all smile at you and then one of them starts speaking. „Thanks for the invite. I‘m Sonny. I‘m surprised Blondie never told us about you,“ he tells you and you side-eye Clay before you start laughing.

„I think I need to have a talk with him regarding that matter,“ you tease. „But, let’s not talk about that! Please, come inside.“ You motion them to follow you and walk into your house. It was a little small but perfect for you. You couldn‘t imagine living somewhere else.

They follow you like a bunch of lost puppies and it‘s more than funny to you. You show them your living room and tell them to sit down. You would bring the food shortly, you say.

Clay follows you into the kitchen where you run around humming to yourself. „Are you trying to feed a whole bataillon?“ he laughs and you shriek.

„Jesus Christ!“ You place your hand over your heart. „Don‘t scare me like that!“ you scold him, jabbing your finger at him.

„I’m sorry,“ he laughs, pressing a kiss to your head. „Won‘t do it again. I just wanted to help you,“ he explains, starting to stir the gravy. „Been with these guys for too long.“

„Well, you chose to, didn‘t you?“ you ask putting the pie in the oven. „By the way,“ you look at him. „Who‘s the one with the beard?“

„We all have a beard Missy,“ Clay snorts and you roll your eyes.

„The one who didn‘t talk,“ you explain, tilting your head at your brother. „He only looked at me a bit strangely.“ You place the baking gloves on the counter and wipe a couple hair strands out of your face.

„Could be Brock or Trent. Why you wanna know?“

„He’s cute,“ you say with a shrug and Clay stops stirring. He turns around, eyes wide.

“No. No, no, no! You won’t make a move on one of my teammates!” he almost screams and you only laugh.

“Why not?”

“Because, firstly, I would work with the man fucking my sister, which is already weird enough and, secondly, you know our job,” his voice turns serious. “I don’t want you to…get your heart broken.” Clay averts his gaze, memories of his own breakup with Stella surfacing. She wasn’t able to live with the fear of losing him…

You already had him to worry about but dating another SEAL? He didn’t know if you could take that much stress and uncertainty. He wanted only the best for you.

You sign and walk towards him. “I know your job,” you confirm, gently placing your hand on his upper arm. “But does a dangerous job mean you guys are unlovable or don’t deserve it?”

You look up at him and he wants to cry. You were right but still, he didn’t want you to love one of them. Without saying anything he pulls you into his arms and keeps you close.

“Don’t…do anything you’ll regret,” he whispers and you tighten your arms around him. You never wanted to let him go. You’ve missed him too much…

“I promise,” you whisper back, a little tear escaping your eye. “Besides, I just said he’s cute. Never said I’ll make a move,” you then immediately joke, breaking the hug with a sniff.

Clay only rolls his eyes, trying to hide his smirk. “Maybe you did but I know you better.”

-

Trent sits on your couch, involved in a heavy discussion about football with Sonny. The Texan couldn’t accept the fact that he was the only hardcore football fan.

“We can watch soccer instead,” Brock retorts with a snort and immediately gains a death glare from Sonny.

„We‘re in America and in America you watch football!“ Sonny proudly exclaims, straightening his back and popping out his chest. „Besides, it‘s a long Thanksgiving tradition!“

Trent just rolls his eyes and pushes himself off the couch. He would look and ask if he could help anywhere. He’s not used to doing nothing. His hands are itching to do something.

When he‘s about to enter your kitchen he sees you and Clay breaking a hug. He decides to wait outside. You haven’t seen your brother in a long time and he wanted to give the two of you some privacy. When he‘s sure he can enter he slightly clears his throat.

You look to the door and smile when you see one of Clay‘s teammates. „Hey,“ you greet him, walking over to shake his hand. „Can I help you with anything?“, you want to know and he shakes his head.

„No, thanks. I actually wanted to ask if I can help you,“ he answers, trying his best to not look too intimidating. His height didn‘t help with that. „I‘m Trent, by the way,“ he’s careful not to stumble over his words.

He was nervous. Why was he nervous? You only were Clay’s sister. He didn’t know you. You didn‘t know him. So, why the hell was he nervous about talking to you?

„Uhm,“ you look around and totally miss the way Clay eyes his friend with a stern gaze (You didn‘t miss it). „I actually do need help, yes. These-“ you point at a couple of pots and the turkey. „-need to be set on the table.“

“Okay,” Trent slightly smiles before he looks at Clay. “You wanna help?” The younger SEAL stares at his friend for a couple seconds before he nods.

“Yea, I’ll tell you where to put it.”

“Great,” Trent mumbles as he picks up the turkey and leaves the kitchen, Clay following him with one of the pots. You look after them with a smile, then a laugh when you hear how your brother instructs his friend.

You decide to head to your living room to call the other guys. „Food‘s ready,“ you smile at them, peaking your head through the door. Sonny immediately stands up and claps his hands.

„That‘s my call!“ the Texan says and Brock snorts. Then he also stands up and walks towards you.

„I hope this isn‘t too much to ask but the dog‘s still in the car and I wanted to know if I‘d be allowed to get him out?“ He lightly tilts his head and you nod, an excited grin on your face.

„Sure! You can go and get him. Clay told me much about Cerberus!“ Relief washes over Brock and he excuses himself to get Cerberus. Normally he always took him with him but he didn‘t know how you‘d react to the shepherd dog.

„I‘m surprised that he didn‘t go crazy already,“ Clay retorts, suddenly by your side. „That dog‘s his life…“

„Well, at least he‘s got someone, no? Dog or not.“ You smile at your brother before you leave him alone to sit down in your dining room. „Are you coming?“ you turn around and he nods before following you.

-

„Missy, it‘s me!“ Your head shoots up when you hear Sonny‘s voice. What was the Texan doing in your house? Not that you didn‘t want him here, you‘ve become amazing friends with Bravo Team since your Thanksgiving dinner but it was 12am, so why was Sonny here?

Your head pops out of the kitchen and you eye Sonny. „What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be at work.“

„Trent said I need to step back for a day or two. That fucker got me the wrong way during sparring,“ he explains while he stretches himself on your couch. „You have no problem with me being here, do you? I can also leave if you want me to.“ He looks up at you with a raised eyebrow.

„Oh,“ you smile. „No, you can stay. I have no problem with that.“ You turn to leave to the kitchen again then you turn around once more. „I hope you‘re fine lasagne? Clay asked me to cook it since he‘ll be around for lunch today.“

Sonny starts to grin and stand up immediately. „Did you say lasagne? Count me in Ms.Spenser!“ He follows you to the kitchen like a lost puppy and you laugh at that.

„You really want to compete with Cerberus, do you?“ Sonny only snorts at your question and sits down on one of your kitchen chairs. You laugh and shake your head. „Normally he‘s the one following me to the kitchen like he‘s a saint.“

„He ain‘t a saint,“ Sonny retorts and you grin.

„No, he‘s not. But you are?“ You turn to look at him, just fast enough to see him smirk.

„Never said I was one,“ he answers with a shrug, a full grin now working its way onto his face. „No one‘s a saint,“ he continues, stretching out his legs. „Except for you maybe. You come quite close to one.“

„Why‘s that?“ you ask, sprinkling cheese over the lasagna. You glance at him over your shoulder. He has his hands crossed in his lap and his head laid back, eyes closed. You smile at that sight. If you learned one thing about Sonny it was that he always acted all tough and untouchable but deep down he just wanted peace and calm…

„You‘re nice, you care for us, Trent has a crush on you,“ Sonny starts listing, not paying attention to the fact that he‘d just exposed his brother and you freeze. Trent had what? Surely you must‘ve misheard it. „Jason likes your muffins, Clay isn‘t bitching around that much when he was with you before.“ Sonny opens his eyes and looks at you. „You want me to continue?“

You shake your head and walk over to the oven. „No…“ you sound a bit confused, almost irritated by Sonny‘s words. „You don‘t need to praise me to the heavens, Sonny.“ you force a smile at him. „I‘m just…a normal person. Nothing special.“ You push the lasagna inside and turn the oven on.

Sonny tilts his head at you. Something he said caught you off guard, he can feel it. „Is it because I told you Jace likes your muffins? I was not supposed to tell you but-“

You turn around. „It‘s not the muffins Sonny.“

„Mhh…“ Sonny recalls everything he told you and then his eyes widen. „Oh shit! It‘s what I said about Trent, right? Oh fuck!“ He stands up. „Look, just- I don‘t know… Just because I said it doesn‘t mean it needs to be true!“

You shut him up with your gaze and for a second he just stands in your kitchen staring at you. Then realization hits him. „Oh… You want it to be true, don‘t you?“ You feel blood rush into your cheeks and avert your eyes. Sonny wouldn‘t let you hear the end of it now…

You expect the Texan to crack jokes and maybe laugh but he just looks at you. „You like him“, he then slowly puts the pieces together further and you simply nod along. „Now I own Ray 50$, damn.“

Your eyes widen and you open your mouth. „You had bets on me?“ He can‘t be serious, can he?

„Of course,“ Sonny seems so casual about it. „Ever since you brought Trent soup when he had a cold. You didn‘t even do it for Clay when he was bedridden.“ You don‘t know how to respond to that. If the team knew… did Trent know it too? Your palms start to sweat.

„Does…does he know?“ you carefully ask Sonny and he snorts. Was that a good sign now or a bad one?

„That fucker is as oblivious as Cerb when Brock tells him they‘re going swimming but instead he drags him to the vet.“ You blink at Sonny, not sure what to do with that answer. Sonny sighs. „Long story short, he doesn’t know. He doesn’t even think there's a possibility of you liking him back. That man is so head over heels over you that he tries to find even the slightest excuse to show up at your front door.“

„He…does?“ you’re still surprised by the fact that Trent apparently also likes you. You didn‘t know how to process all this.

„Of course,“ Sonny laughs. „Matter of fact, I‘m 100% sure he’s trying to convince Clay right now to let him come with him. Man‘s desperate to see you.“

You want to answer but then you think for a second. Why was Sonny telling you all this? Why was he breaking Trent‘s trust like that? This wasn‘t normal for Sonny…

„Why are you doing this Sonny?“ You then decide to ask. „Why are you telling me all this? Aren‘t you…betraying Trent right now?“

-

It‘s 11, maybe 11:30pm when you leave work and the cold wind collides with your face. You shiver and pull your jacket faster around you. You should‘ve taken your fucking car instead of walking to work this afternoon. You curse yourself as you quicken your steps and look around almost paranoid.

With Clay being your brother you always were very aware of what was happening around you. Clay made sure to teach you what he thought was necessary for you to know, that included the observation of everything around you and you’ve never been more thankful for it. It made you feel a tad more safe, especially now that you were walking around alone at night.

When you hear footsteps getting close to you you fish for your phone, never being more happy to have Clay on speed dial. You press your phone to your ear, your eyes glancing behind your shoulder. There was someone…

You decide to walk another way back home. One where you walk through the more populated areas of the town. While you try to keep an eye on your surroundings you wait for Clay to pick up. When he doesn‘t you suppress a curse and dial the next number. Sonny.

He would pick up, no? He is always on his phone anyway. But Sonny doesn’t pick up. You try to reach Clay again, then Sonny. They don’t answer.

“Fuck,” you breathe out, glancing behind you again. Whoever was walking behind you was surely following you. You’ve been taking other turns for the third time in a row now and they were still behind you.

You squint at your phone and take a deep breath. Without thinking twice about it you dial Trent’s number. You’re afraid you’ll break your phone with the grip you’re having on it but you try to keep calm. Clay prepared you for situations like this. Kinda.

“Trent? It’s me. Am I interrupting something?” you let out a relieved breath when he answers. “Could you do me a favor?” you’re even more relieved when he immediately answers with a yes. “I’m on my way back home from work and there’s someone follow-“ you can’t even finish your sentence before you hear him get up and grab his keys.

He asks you where you are and you quickly send him your live location. He promises you he’ll be there as fast as he can and your legs nearly give out from the sudden reassurance. You thank him over and over, quickening your steps once again.

“I’ll be there in 15,” you hear Trent say and you visibly relax. “Stay where you are, try to find a crowd or something close to that. I’m gonna stay in the line,” he explains and you nod, telling him you’ll do the best you can.

Your eyes scan the buildings surrounding you and then fall onto a small 24/7 shop. There surely was someone who could keep you company while Trent arrives, right?

“There’s a uh store,” you carefully say, your feet walking yourself over there almost by themselves. As expected Trent tells you to enter and look out for someone.

A small ‘ding’ signals you entering the store and you immediately start to hide between the shelves. And you were right to do so because only seconds later the bell rings again. You take a deep breath and grab one of the baking mixtures to look busy.

Then you call Trent’s name again. “I’m pretty sure they followed me into the store,” you quietly say, trying to glance around as unsuspiciously as possible. You pause for a second, the grip around the baking mix tightening. “Please tell me you’re here soon…”

“5 minutes,” he tells you, flooring the throttle of his truck. “5 minutes, then I’m there.” His grip on the steering wheel turns his knuckles white and he needs to keep himself calm more than ever.

On the battlefield he never was that nervous. His brothers could take care of themselves but you… You couldn’t.

Yes, Clay probably taught you basic self defense, he thinks but still. He could protect you better than you ever could…

When he arrives at your location he doesn’t bother properly parking his truck. He jumps out and tries to calmly walk towards the store but it‘s like his feet are itching.

He raises his phone, looking at the still ongoing call. „I‘m here,“ he tells you and then he opens the door. You‘re in his arms before he can even blink.

He stumbles two steps backwards before he can wrap his arms around you. „It‘s okay, it‘s okay,“ he says, his hand finding its way to the back of your head, keeping you close to him. „You’re not alone anymore.“

„God, that man was creepy,“ you breathlessly laugh, breaking the hug. You immediately miss the warmth Trent generated and heavily blush. „I‘m sorry for calling you so out of the blue-“ you want to apologize but he’s raising his hand to stop you.

„No, none of that. You can call me whenever you need. I‘m always there for you,“ he explains, looking you deep in the eyes. „Now, did you see the man? Do you know who he is?“

Trent‘s eyes narrow and the sparkling got replaced by a dangerous look. You shiver and swallow. You turn so you stand beside Trent and then you nod into the direction of a man. „That‘s him,“ you say. „He‘s been following me for at least three blocks.“

Trent looks at the man, then at you. „My truck‘s outside. Gimme three minutes and I‘ll join you there. I don‘t want you to witness this.“ He looks at you again and you nod.

„Okay. I‘ll go and wait…outside.“ You turn your back to Trent and leave, adrenaline pumping through your veins. You knew what he was gonna do. He‘ll nicely confront the man and probably calmly tell him to fuck off.

You stand beside his truck, already climbing in since it‘s still running and you can already see yourself patching up his bloody knuckles later. You sigh when you think about that. Sometimes you thought that he was just chasing trouble…

-

„Why are you looking at me like that?“ you mumble into your pillow, your eyes heavy with sleep.

„You’re pretty,“ Trent says and you can hear the smile in his voice. You quietly laugh and rub your eyes. Then you sit up in your bed and look at him. He sits on the floor, his back popped up against a wall.

„How long‘ve you been watching me?“ you want to know, smiling at him. He accompanied you home after the incident the night before and he refused to leave…

You offered him your couch, your bed even but he declined. So, he probably was awake the whole night, making sure you’re safe.

“I woke up about two hours ago,” he lies, placing his arms on his bent legs. “I made breakfast,” he then tells you, standing up with a low grunt. “Get ready, then we can eat.” He smiles before he leaves your room.

You quickly stand up and throw on some clothes before you rush to the bathroom to get ready. On the other side of your flat stood Trent in your kitchen, asking himself if he was going crazy.

He couldn’t think straight whenever he was with you and damn, it was showing. Telling you you look pretty while you just woke up? Watching you sleep in the first place? What the hell was he going through?

He wasn’t unfamiliar with being in love, that’s what brought him his two ex wives… So, he really wasn’t new to it but why was he acting so weird with you now? It shouldn’t be weird, no?

“You made all this?” your voice pulls him out of his thoughts and he looks at you. Fuck, you were even more beautiful now… How was he supposed to look past that and just…be normal?

„I did, yeah,“ he smiles, hiding his fidgeting hands behind his back. You grin up at him, the crinkles around your eyes showing and he just feels like he’s falling in love with you all over again.

„You didn‘t have to,“ you laugh, crossing your arms in front of your body. „This is- You didn‘t need to-“ you want to finish your sentence but Trent interrupts you. He gently leads you towards your table and pulls back a chair for you.

„I wanted to,“ he simply says. „Besides I already got the call that I need to leave soon, so I just wanted to make you happy before I and the team vanish for god knows how long again.“ He sits down opposite to you and fills your and his glass with orange juice.

„Will Clay pick you up?“ you ask, taking a sip of your orange juice. Trent shakes his head saying something about Clay not being allowed to know he was here and that Sonny wouldn‘t let him hear the end of it if he found out that he spent the night at yours.

You only laugh at that and continue to eat your breakfast. „I can drive you?“ you then suggest but he kindly denies.

„I can drive on my own Missy, don‘t worry. Besides, don’t you have to work today?“ Trent chews on his bread roll, curiously eying you but you just shake your head. You wouldn‘t need to work the next three days.

-

Your lungs sting as you run into the ER. You look around, panic in your eyes, your body shaking.

“Ma’am? Can we help you?” a young nurse asks, clearly worried. “Is everything okay?” She gently places a hand on your arm and your head snaps towards her.

“Clay Spenser. Where is he?” you rasp out, eyes teary. “I’ve been told he’s here.” Your voice breaks and the first tears run down your cheeks.

The nurse nods along and carefully leads you down a hallway. “I’m afraid we can’t help you but my colleague can surely tell you which room he is.” She smiles at you and you want to smile back but you just…can’t.

After half an hour of asking around you’re finally led to your brother’s room, your throat dry. You didn‘t know anything about his condition. Everything they told you was that he was being treated in the hospital.

„One of his friends is also in there,“ you’re informed as you come to a hold in front of the room. „We can ask him to leave at any moment though since he does not count as family.“

You only smile at the nurse. „No need for that. I…know him.“ You didn‘t know who of Bravo was with your brother right now but nevertheless you knew him. And besides, this team was family. They maybe didn‘t share the same DNA but the same blood was adorning their hands.

When the nurse was sure you were fine on your own she left you at the door, a comforting hand on your shoulder before she walked away. You stare at the door, taking a deep breath and opening it with trembling hands.

You pushed it open, your breath hitching when you notice all the monitors scattered around the room and the endless beeping of said machines.

You can see someone move and walk towards you in the corner of your eye. You know who it is when he lays his arms around you, pulling you into his embrace.

Trent doesn’t say a word while you cry, only holding you close and keeping a hand comfortingly on your back. He felt a bit helpless right now, not really knowing what to do but all you needed was just him holding you…

„Thank you for staying with him,“ you whisper after a couple moments, sniffing and breaking the hug. You want to wipe away your tears, feeling embarrassed for losing control like that but he gently wraps his hands around your wrists, pulling them away from your face.

You’re confused for a moment but then he pulls out a tissue and carefully starts to wipe away your tears. You feel like you could start to cry all over again.

„Thank you,“ you sniff again but he just shakes his head.

„You don‘t need to thank me.“ Then he pulls you into his arms again, planting a kiss on your head. „You both are family.“ Trent breaks the hug and cups your face with gentle hands.

„I know you’re scared for him right now,“ Trent glances into the direction of the bed where Clay was laying. „But he’s stable. He‘s pulling through. He’s a strong one.“

Your hand reaches out to place it over his, pulling them from your face and holding them in yours. You say nothing, only holding his hands and working up the courage to finally look at your brother.

„How did it happen?“ you ask, your voice almost being stuck in your throat.

„That’s…classified. I‘m sorry,“ Trent says in a quiet voice. „But, he’s got a couple of broken ribs, his lungs have seen better days and the fingers of his right hand are broken.“

Fresh tears gather in your eyes as you listen to Trent, letting go of him with trembling hands and walking towards Clay. „I told him that his job would demand its tribute sooner or later. He didn‘t listen…“ You sniff, carefully sitting down at the edge of the bed. „He never listens to me…“

-

“I thought you’d kill me as soon as I wake up,” Clay breathlessly laughs while you take a look at his bandages. He was currently laying on your couch, letting himself be treated by you.

“I would’ve,” you mumble. “If it weren’t for Trent.” You reach for the bandage tape and rip off a piece to place it over his arm brace so the bandage would stay in place.

Clay looks at you, tilting his head. “You like him, don’t you?” he then carefully asks and you halt for a second.

“What if I do?” you return the question, avoiding his gaze and fumbling with the tape in your hands.

You can feel your brother looking at you anyway, his eyes burning into your head. “I’d probably try and beat him up.”

“You would fail.”

“I know.” His hand reaches for yours and you finally look up. “I know what I told you when you first met them and…I still mean it but I can’t control who you love.” Clay pauses for a second, his gaze softening. “If you love him then so it be… Besides, he also has a thing for you but I think you know that already.” Clay starts to chuckle at the end of his sentence, his thumb carefully stroking the back of your hand.

“Guard your heart Missy. Don’t give it to the next best asshole.”

“Are you saying your friend is an asshole?” Your eyes widen with surprise.

“That’s not what I said!” Clay immediately shakes his head. “He’s a good guy—I know that for sure—but there are dudes who aren’t as amazing as lovely Trent. I’m asking you to be careful about them.”

You slightly smile before you sigh and stand up. “I don’t think you have to worry about me Clay. I’ll be fine as long as you don’t decide to run into a grenade anytime soon again.”

“I didn’t do it on purpose,” he grumbles, rolling his eyes in a joking manner. “Sonny said the path was clear.”

-

“You think he’s okay with this?” Trent carefully asks as he intertwines his fingers with yours.

“I don’t care what he thinks,” you reply, leaning against him, looking down at your hands. “I’m a grown up. I can do what I want.”

Trent chuckles, glancing at you with a gentle smile. “Do I need to expect the big-brother-talk?” He then wants to know. He needed to know what he needed to prepare for when he saw Clay again.

“More of a big-brother-beating,” you snort with a laugh. “I told him he’d lose and he knows it too but he wants to try anyway.”

“I promise I won’t be too hard on him,” Trent laughs, pressing a kiss to your head. “He’s still not cleared to operate so I need to look after him anyway.”

You don’t reply to that, only enjoying the moment, finally in Trent’s arms, without having to worry about anything in the world. You knew that sooner or later you’d be confronted by his job and its bad sides but right now you didn’t care about that.

You were with him and that was wall what you needed right now.

#writing #ao3 #fanfiction #archive of our own #story writing #seal team #seal team paramount #trent sawyer #brock reynolds #jason hayes #clay spenser #sonny quinn #scott carter #trent sawyer x reader #trent sawyer seal team #brock reynolds seal team #jason hayes seal team #clay spenser seal team #sonny quinn seal team

[seal-team-bravo]

I apologize for being so inactive.

I've been in a huge creative slump and my university course has consumed my life.

I promise I will be back writing soon.

#seal team x reader #seal team #seal team imagine #jason hayes x reder #jason hayes #jason hayes imagine #clay spenser x reader #clay spenser #clay spenser imagine #sonny quinn x reader #sonny quinn #sonny quinn imagine #trent sawyer x reader #trent sawyer #trent sawyer imagine #brock reynolds x reader #brock reynolds #brock reynolds imagine #eric blackburn x reader #eric blackburn #eric blackburn imagine

[nevilles-insinuations]

Writing Update!!

Currently working on:

- Clay smut (More of a sub Clay bc I don't see that a lot)

- Jake 'Hangman' Seresin smut (with a sprinking of plot)

- Found Fam with Clay and Jason

- Famous!Reader x Student!Luke

- Lil bonus drabble for all my fictional boys

#clay spenser x reader #clay spenser imagine #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin imagine #jake 'hangman' seresin #jason hayes #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings imagine #clay spenser

[inej-ruination-ghafa]

midnights

lavender haze;

[tommy miller] the one where you still love him even when you shouldn't, even when you know you should give up

maroon;

[logan huntzberger] the one where you finally say yes or, the four times you said no and the one time you said yes

anti-hero;

[cassian andor] the one where after years of knowing each other, cassian has to make a choice between his loves

snow on the beach;

[caspian x] the one where you realise that there will b a change in your whole life and you have to leave to behind

you're on your own kid;

[jess mariano] the one where you follow him to california and realise that you've both always had to rely on yourselves

midnight rain;

[spencer reid] the one where you're the only one to bring him back to himself after a death, the self doubt creeps in

question...?

[scott summers] the one where you finally realise that he never loved you, even after what happened before summer

vigilante shit;

[javier peña] the one where you sit there in colombia and realise that you are in trouble with the cartel and the DEA

bejewelled;

[draco malfoy] the one where after your break up, you go to Slughorns party only to be confronted by his baggage

labrynth;

[ej caswell] the one where you realise that what you thought was going on between you and ej was not real

karma;

[steve harrington] the one where your boyfriend breaks up with you, you get revenge, sleeping with his best friend

sweet nothing;

[anakin skywalker] the one where you both realise that the end is coming, so you hold each other just a little tighter

mastermind;

[jason dilaurentis] the one where your best friends brother comes back to town and you know you can't let him go

the great war;

[gally]: the one where you realise how much you have to go through and sacrifice just to make it to the safe haven

bigger than the whole sky;

[gale hawthorne] the one where you fail to save all of district twelve but find something else amongst the ruin

paris;

[emily prentiss] the one where you have to sit there and live your life without your girlfriend after Ian Doyles attack

high infidelity;

[dean forester] the one where you do something stupid with a married man but he chooses you despite it all

glitch;

[peter hayes] the one where the boy who used to be your mortal enemy turns into the only person you can trust

would've could've should've;

[luke castellan] the one where you have to sit in the aftermath of the way that he treated you all those years.

dear reader;

[peeta mellark] the one where after you've both lost everything, you find someone just as broken as you

hits different;

[derek morgan] the one where you sit with the girls and realise that for the first time in your life, you're truly in love

you're losing me;

[dean forester] the one where you realise that your husband was starting to fall out of love with you

#mj 1000 followers midnights celebration #midnights celebration

[heliads]

Hey

Can I ask how many fics do you have lined up? And what are they? I'm not sure if I should request cause I don't want to overwhelm you.

great question! i currently have 45 fics in the queue and they are as follows:

rooster x reader (enemies to lovers)

genya safin x male!reader (reader is a squaller, is tortured by the darkling instead of genya during siege and storm)

platonic benoit blanc x reader (part two of existing fic, benoit discovers fatherhood)

tom!peter parker x reader (reader forgets peter, one sided enemies to lovers)

thomas x reader (reader is happy in the maze but not in the scorch)

tom!peter x male!reader (reader undoes strange's spell on his memories)

theo raeken x hale!reader (hales are overprotective)

four x reader (reader is struggling in dauntless, four helps)

kaz brekker x reader (based on the song 'later never comes')

minho x reader (there is a pond in the deadheads, reader + minho swim + confess)

luke castellan x reader (reader is percy's older sibling and only claimed bc of percy, doesn't like that)

tewkesbury x reader (reader is a matchstick girl)

3am chapter 1: didn't see the news (nikolai modern au continued)

kaz brekker x reader (soulmates au)

3am chapter 2: all over now (nikolai modern au continued)

newt x reader (reader is dating newt, the other gladers question him about it)

3am chapter 3: my hand was the one you reached for (nikolai modern au)

nikolai lantsov x reader (nikolai and reader fall in love with each other but fell in love when they were both pirates tailored to look differently)

3am chapter 4: if you don't recognize yourself, that means you did it right (nikolai modern au)

tewkesbury x reader (childhood best friends to lovers)

3am chapter 5: the system's breaking down (nikolai modern au)

tom!peter parker x reader (peter thinks he and reader are dating, reader is oblivious and doesn't realize it)

3am chapter 6: i miss who i used to be (nikolai modern au)

nikolai lantsov x reader (marriage of convenience)

3am chapter 7: the slowest way is never loving them enough (nikolai modern au)

bones x reader (star trek royalty/bodyguard au)

andrew!peter parker x reader (reader is a telepath and knows peter is crushing on them but peter won't say anything)

prince caspian x reader (rivals to lovers)

tom!peter parker x reader (reader makes the active choice to not forget him)

peter hayes x reader (i hate everyone but you trope)

tom!peter parker x male!reader (dating headcanons, reader has powers)

kai parker x male!reader (power couple)

andrew!peter x male!reader (combined requests reader is smart but busy and their time commitment issues cause them to break up + peter has an outburst bc reader keeps cancelling dates for work)

four x reader (reader is afraid of needles)

scott mccall x male!reader (scott has a savior complex and reader confronts him about it)

tom!peter parker x male!reader (reader puts himself into danger to protect peter)

stiles stilinski x male!reader (stiles puts himself into danger even though he can't heal, which annoys reader)

pierre gasly x reader (reader is very focused on driving and pierre is pierre, he is dared to get reader to fall in love with him, trouble ensues)

andrew!peter parker x male!reader (reader can manipulate reality, peter has doubts about what is real)

lydia martin x reader (reader is smart, enemies/rivals to lovers)

jason grace x reader (reader is a daughter of hecate, they're all on the argo 2)

tony stark x reader (dating tony headcanons)

kaz brekker x reader (reader was childhood friends w nikolai but was kidnapped and saved by the crows, fell in love with kaz)

finnick odair x reader (dating finnick headcanons)

tony stark x reader (soulmate au)

#i only have a few spots left in the queue before the requests close so at this point send whatever #not writing

[shoot-the-oneshot]

SEAL TEAM MASTERLIST

Request are open!!

Most recent prompts list

Brock Reynolds

Callsign Guardian Angel

Clay Spencer coming soon

Sonny Quinn coming soon

#sealteam x reader #sealteam imagine #seal team x reader #clay spencer imagine #clay spenser x reader #brock reynolds imagine #brock reynolds x reader #sonny quinn x reader #sonny quinn imagine #ray perry x reader #jason hayes x reader #Jason Hayes imagine #omar hamza imagine #Omar hamza x reader

[rebelwrites]

Day Four 🎄 Snowed In

Jason Hayes x Reader

Summary: The snow storm hit earlier than planned, but that meant one thing, a family movie day. But something always comes up and changes the plans.

Warnings: None

Requested by @lovemissyhoneybee || “Surely you realize we’re snowed in, right?”

Countdown To Christmas Masterlist

This Months Writing

The excited squeals of your children woke both you and Jason from your peaceful sleep, sleepily rubbing your fists against your eyes, slowly letting them adjust to the volume of the kids screaming as they bounded into the bedroom. It was instinct to grab the spare pillow, throwing it over Jason’s nether regions just in time for the kids to dive on the bed, without a care in the world where their limbs landed.

After the first time Jason got a knee to the balls he was always on protection mode when the kids charged into your room.

“You know me and your Dad actually like to sleep right,” you joked as you pulled your son into our arms. “And do not like benign woke up at seven am on our days off,”

“But it snowed,”

Three words made you and Jase glance over at each other, both silently hoping that it meant he wouldn’t get spun up because if you guys were snowed in then the others would be to.

“I think we are snowed in,” you daughter squealed, “and that means movie day,”

So that was why they were so excited. Jason made a joke last month about if the snow got so bad that you were snowed in, it would call for a family movie day. Luckily you were a planner and knew that at sometime you would be snowed in so you made sure to stock up on snacks for everyone.

“Okay, okay” Jason smirked, running his hands through his messy hair, “go wake Emma and Mikey up then and me and your mom will get everything set up,”

You flopped back in the bed as both kids clambered off the bed and ran towards their half brother and sister’s room. “Are you ready for the arguing over who gets the last marshmallow or what film we are putting on?” you laughed, running your fingers down your husband's body.

“That's the beauty of a family day though babe,” he winked, rolling out of bed just as he phone started ringing, the ringtone made your heart drop, it was Eric.

Your scream of frustration was muffled by Jason’s pillow, slowly you looked up seeing your husband looking out of the blinds whilst you listened to his side of the conversation “Surely you realize we’re snowed in, right?” he sighed. “Yeah , it’s bad, copy that, okay talk soon, bye Blackburn.”

“Please tell me you haven’t just been spun up?” you sighed, propping yourself up on your elbow.

“Unfortunately we have,” he sighed, running his hand over his face, “So movie day just turned into shoveling Dad out of the house, Sonny and Clay have managed to get out so Blackburn is going to get him to come over and give us a hand. Sorry baby,”

“It’s not your fault Jase, it is your job,” you nodded, pushing yourself up on your knees, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I will get the kids ready for the snow, at least they will be excited to see their Uncles.”

@chibsytelford @supervalcsi @talicat713 @disasterfandoms @bravo-four-seal-team @jasonbabymama @jayhalsteadfan-2417 @lotsoflovefromlea @seik-o @velvetcardiganbucky @phoenixhalliwell @itsonautopilot @pinkrockstar19 @galaxysanduniversesinmymind @softi92 @abby-splace @theysayitscrazy @thelovelyleo23 @innerpaperexpertcloud @jomariekirby @i-love-scott-mccall @heathermann200 @pascal-reyes @fourthwallhateclub @hippyprincessxx @sgtxliptons86 @lovemissyhoneybee @thenamesnicolexo @krswrites

#rebels count down to christmas #Jason Hayes #jason hayes x reader #jason hayes imagine #seal team #seal team x reader #seal team imagine

[bravo4iscool]

Hey hey, I'd like to give an idea!!

I know that a lot of people actually focus on ghost x reader stuff, AND THAT'S OK, but I've been thinking about some content of reader actually being Simon's kid or something. Because I only find content similar to it in very weird accounts that somehow turn those into incest fanfics, and it gives me the ick.

I'll understand if you just ignore this or not feel like writing it, I just felt like I wanted to bring this idea up because, well, why not.

I LOVE THIS!!! thank you so much for trusting me with this! i’ll try my best hahaha.

i love simon’s!kid fanfics and all those incest fics really are the bane of my existence😭. how tf do you come up with stuff like that lmao?

anyways, since you weren’t specific with the type of fic you want i’m gonna turn this into a (toxic!)singledad!simon!AU🫣

for this i’m taking inspiration from my favourite series ‘seal team’ and its main character the navy seal master chief jason hayes.

he (jason) has two children (one daughter and one son) and is anything but a perfect father. he tried to be better after his ex wive’s death but, well…

but i don’t wanna talk too much, let’s go🫣

readers nickname is nugget btw and they have a younger brother named jacob :)

(i hope you like this, i tried my best😭)

(masterlist)

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

You sigh and shrug off your jacket. You’re drenched in water, a little puddle forming where you stand. You shiver and pull off your shoes with a grunt, hoping that you didn’t alert your dad.

“Hey Nugget.” You grimace when you hear your dad’s voice. You didn’t want him to notice you.

“Hi dad,” you quickly greet him, trying to squish past him but he grabs your arm, holding you back. You take a deep breath before you look at him. The sooner this was over the better.

“Why are your clothes wet?” he wants to know, looking you up and down, frowning at you.

“It’s raining outside,” you drily remark, clearing your throat when he hits you with a sharp gaze. You sigh, “You were meant to pick me up but you didn’t show up, okay? All my friends were gone and I needed to walk home.”

His grip around your arm weakens and he frowns at you again. “What do you mean, I was supposed to pick you up?”

“The way I said it. You told me you’d pick me up but you didn’t show.” You shrug. “It’s nothing new, no? Now, can I please go to my room? I’d like to change.” You wait for his answer but you get none. He only lets go of your arm, watching after you when you leave.

You peek into your brothers room before you walk into your bathroom and check after him. “Hey Josy. Have you eaten already?” you want to know, leaning against his doorframe.

He looks up from his game, smiling and shaking his head. “Nah. He came home like two hours ago. He hasn’t talked to me.” 

You roll your eyes, pushing yourself off the door frame. “Okay. I’ll quickly shower and then I’ll see what I can make. You good with that?”

“Jup,” your little brother answers, already too distracted by his video game again. You shake your head with a smile, heading towards your bathroom.

-

“You want something to eat?” you ask Simon when you start to rummage around in the kitchen. “Josy said he didn’t have anything so I thought about making some,” you tell him, barely waiting for your dad’s response.

But when you really don’t get one you turn around and and walk a couple steps into the living room. There you see him, peacefully sleeping on the couch, one arms dangling off the side and his mouth slightly agape.

You smile to yourself and carefully walk towards him to drape a blanket over him. You look at him for a second before you lift his head to put a pillow under it. Then you leave as quietly as you arrived.

When you call your brother for dinner you motion him to be quiet as he enters. “Dad’s asleep, I don’t want to wake him up,” you explain, setting Jacob’s plate down in front of him.

“Thanks,” he smiles, immediately digging into the food. “Y’know, you should become a chef with your cooking skills,” he smacks after some moments, nodding along to his statement.

You chuckle and shake your head. “You know that there’s no culinary school around here… Besides I can’t leave you or dad alone.”

Jacob only rolls his eyes at that, stuffing another fork of food into his mouth. “Sometimes I think he doesn’t even care about us.”

You immediately frown at your brother, holding yourself back from hardly scolding him. “Josy, don’t say that! Of course he cares about us! He’s just…” you try to find the right words to discribe your dad but, well… there was only one that came to mind. You sigh, “He’s just a bit difficult. You know his job…” You try to find excuses for his behaviour, knowing that it actually wasn’t but you didn’t want to hit your brother with the stone cold reality.

“He tries his best,” is the way you end the topic not knowing that Simon listened from the living room, his eyes filling with tears. Was he really that bad? Was he really failing that hard? Was he really so…unavailable to his children?

-

The next day you wake up your dad’s gone. No note, no information; he’s just gone. At first you didn’t think anything of it, he surely would be home in the evening but when he didn’t show you start to get worried.

You don’t tell Joseph about it, you keep to yourself and dial the Captains phone number. He surely could tell you where your dad was.

“Price,” he answers the phone and you let out a deep breath.

“Hi John! Is my dad with you?” you immediately ask, pacing up and down in your kitchen. “He hasn’t been home and doesn’t answer my texts or calls. I’m worried about him…” you tell the Captain, your eyes nervously darting around.

John listens to you and then tell you, “He’s not with me. We’re not due for deployment until almost two months,” he further informs you and your heart sinks.

“What do you mean, he’s not with you? Do you know where he is?” Your voice wavers and you feel your eyes starting to burn.

“I’m sorry Nugget but… I don’t know where he is…” You can hear him walking around, then he talks again. “I’ll keep my eyes out for him, okay? I’ll send someone over to you as soon as I’m finished here.”

“Oh, no no no, it’s fine. I- we don’t need someone, it’s alright,” you immediately deny, not wanting anyone else to know your dad was gone. “I’m gonna call Johnny, maybe he knows where he is. You don’t need to send someone,” you explain, chewing your nails—a habit you actually wanted to get rid of.

You can practically feel the hesitance of the Captain but after a couple seconds he agrees. “Okay. But I’ll look after you as soon as I can. I don’t want you and Joseph to be alone,” is his compromise and you can’t help but agree.

“I’ll talk to you again later, okay?” Price sighs. “Some recruit did shit and I need to fix it now.”

“Okay, yes.” You end the call, your hand wiping over your face in a state of panic. You didn’t know where your dad was, if he was okay or if he’d come back. You didn’t know how to look after yourself and Joseph, you probably needed to quit school to keep track of all the bills and-

“Where’s dad?” Joseph walks into the kitchen, headphones around his neck, munching on chips or something like that.

“He’s…at work,” you quickly lie, trying to hide you glassy eyes. “I don’t know when he’ll be back.” Jacob’s happy with that answer and opens the fridge.

“We gonna take the bus to school?” he wants to know, glancing at you.

“You’ll go alone today,” you tell him, handing him his lunch box. “I have an important appointment.”

“If you say so,” he shrugs, grabbing his backpack and leaves before you can properly say goodbye. As soon as you’re sure he left you grab your phone again and dial Johnny’s phone number.

As expected he also doesn’t know where your dad was but promises to to keep an eye out for him. Fucking hell, why did he just leave? Did someone shit in his brain or what? He’s never pulled something like that before…

-

Simon returns almost four months later. He didn’t know why he left. He didn’t know anything but one thing he did know was that he probably lost his children for good now…

His hands almost shake when he opens the door and he’s prepared for screaming and crying and breakdowns but when you see him your eyes widen and the mug in your hand falls to the ground.

“Dad,” you whisper and before he can even process everything you’re crashing into his arms, crying your eyes out.

“I’m sorry Nugget, I’m so sorry,” he mumbles into your hair, holding you close and never wanting to let you go again.

And you’re so close to forgiving him already; almost forgetting how you needed to quit school and take a job in the sketchy diner down the road. Almost forgetting how you cried yourself to sleep every night, trying to hide the disappearance of your dad from Joseph.

Simon feels how his hands start to shake and his eyes start to burn while he’s holding you; you’re crying in his arms and he’s so close to breaking down but then Joseph walks in.

“What do you want here?” His voice is cold, his gaze hard. He doesn’t flinch when your dad let’s go of you and straightens his back to his full height.

Your dad says nothing, only looks at his son, waiting for him to continue talking. “You left,” Joseph grits out, purposefully walking towards Simon. “You left and you didn’t even have the balls to tell us why!”

He was now screaming, his face red and his voice shaking. “How dare you come back now! How dare you!”

“Josy-“ you try to calm him down but he slaps your hand away, smacking his finger into his father’s chest.

“You think it’s okay to just leave? Nugget quit school to keep us above water while you were gone!” Joseph was now throwing pathetic punches at Simon’s chest, tears brimming him his eyes. “We needed you and you just decided to be a weak fuck and quit!”

Tears were running down your little brothers cheeks as he was hitting your dad chest and you wanted to pull him into your arms arms and comfort him but you yourself were shaking, your vision blurry from already shed tears.

“I’m sorry Josy,” Simon whispered, ignoring the punches his son was throwing at him, only pulling him into his arms and holding him close. “I don’t-“ his voice breaks. “I don’t know why I left. I’m sorry…”

Joseph shakes and cries and your heart breaks again. Carefully you walk towards them both, placing your arms around your brother. “We’ll be fine Josy,” you whisper, pressing a kiss to his head. “We’ll be fine…”

When you were alone with your dad, once Joseph went to sleep you place a cup of tea in front of him and sit down opposite of him.

“You’ve got a lot to fix,” you tell him, your expression neutral, besides your shaking hands beneath the table. “You just…disappeared and that left its scars. Don’t think that they’ll be healed just because you came home again.”

He listens to you, nodding along and staring at his tea. “I know. And i’m keen on fixing it.” He looks up and you see his red eyes. “I’m sorry I led Nugget. I’ll make it up, okay? I’ll do my best.”

“I know,” you try to believe him but in the back of your head you’re reminded of all the times he didn’t keep his promises…

pt.2 lol?

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Not a request!

Just wanted to say that I love your blog!

Also, any tips on tipping over the edge and writing for Seal Team? Like I really want to but I'm so nervous.

Much appreciated! And I hope you find your creative writing juice again!!

Hi! Thank you so much for writing!

I'm so glad that you want to write for Seal Team, it's such an amazing show and I'm so glad that someone else enjoys it as much as I do!

My advice would be to analyze the characters and then examine how they behave in various situations, whether it be during the chaos of a mission or during the comforts of home. Once you have a grasp on that, then you can start coming up with various ideas to write about.

I would also mention that if you want to tag your writing, make sure you have the character's name first. I usually tag my imagines as:

jason hayes x reader

jason hayes

jason hayes imagine.

I hope this helps! And don't be nervous, writing about something new can be scary, but don't let that stop you. If it's something that you want to write about, and something that you really enjoy, then go for it!!!!

#seal team x reader #seal team #seal team imagine

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Jealousy || A SEAL Team Preference

Anonymous requested: “Could you do a hc for the seal team boys on what they are like when they get jealous? You can choose whichever guys you are comfortable with 😄”

A/N: I know the gif doesn’t match but it’s so hard to find one of all of them! Therefore Cerberus is gonna be the gif for all seal team preferences that involve more than sonny/clay or jason/ray. So I decided on everyone except Ray, I can’t picture him without Naima. I also can’t picture Sonny with anyone other than Lisa now buuuut AJ Buckley is pretty so writing Sonny comes easy to me.

Characters: Sonny, Clay, Trent, Full Metal, Jason, Brock, Blackburn

Tw: possessiveness, violence?

Sonny: Sonny will fight anyone he thinks is hitting on their significant other. Honestly i doubt he would even give them much warning. Maybe once, which sounds whole lot like “Get the hell away from them,” but then if they don’t back down he’s throwing a punch and getting into a barfight. Other guys in the bar would have to pull him off of the person. But then again, if the person hitting on his S/O was a woman, he might just yell at them a lot. He doesn’t seem like an equal-opportunity brawler when it comes to the sexes, he was probably raised on the notion to never hit a woman.

Clay: Clay just seems like the type to be extra in the PDA department if he gets jealous. No violence, no threats, he’ll just throw his arm around you, grab your ass, and kiss you in front of everyone. He’d rather reassure himself, and make sure to show everyone else in the bar that you’re his than possibly get a reprimand for fighting.

Trent: He seems more introspective than anything. Him getting jealous would be more about his insecurities in both himself and probably his role in your relationship. So he’d wait until you inevitably turn whoever down and until you’re home to have a conversation to make sure you weren’t thinking of leaving him, that his mind was playing tricks on him.

Full Metal: Full Metal? Jealous? The man has straight up murder vibes, he takes one menancing look at whoever is hitting on you and they stop, instantly. You kind of just have to laugh at it, since Full Metal is nothing but a big puppy when he’s home with you.

Jason: He’s very passive-aggressive, saying that you should go to your new significant other after you turn down the other person. You roll your eyes and you two will probably argue, but that’s how Jason is, he hates showing his true feelings so he picks and picks and tries to push everyone away, even when what he needs is support and to be reassured that you only have eyes for him.

Brock: I feel like he would see the person chatting his significant other up, and him just going up to them and putting his arm around you, and calling you by a pet name so the person gets the hint. If that didn’t work, he’s probably mention that he has a war dog he could sick on them if necessary, and that usually scampers them off.

Blackburn: Eric Blackburn doesn’t get jealous. He’s secure enough in himself and his relationship with you to know that you wouldn’t cheat on him, and even if he did he knows that’s on you, not him. He’s a grown ass man, he says, and he won’t take cheating bullshit.

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