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Brad is a broken bird. After being held captive for eight years until his Saviour Mike came along and saved Him and his two sons
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- Part 1 of Broken bird
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Ray has a crush on the new kid who may not be out, but is definitely looking. He's willing to put in the effort with this one, however, especially with his friends encouraging him.
High school fluff au where Nate is shy and Ray is Ray.
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Joshua Ray Person has a problem. Several, actually. Problem one: OWLS. Problem two: Brad Colbert's "operation woo the head boy" is going terribly wrong. Problem three: He's got an overwhelming feeling of inadequacy that makes him want to drown himself in the black lake. Problem four: the blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty in his year who apparently got hot as fuck over summer break is making him feel all kinds of gay. Problem five: He's definitely going crazy, either that or the giant snake in the sewer isn't a hallucination and he and every single one of his friends is in mortal peril. Problem six: No one believes him. Why would they?
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Sarge gets sick. Again.
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In Sickness and In Health by NoMomImTotallyNotReadingPorn, streetsuss_serenade
Fandoms: Generation Kill
27 Aug 2019
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A story of the time the honorable and kind Nate Fick saved the charming scamp Ray Person from the American Healthcare system for reasons that were definitely not personal.
If super accurate portrayals of the American legal and health systems are your jam, this fic is not for you. If Nate being an idiot in love and Ray, for once, not being the most ridiculous one in a relationship appeals to you, come on in.
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250 years after the collapse of the old world governments, man has spread throughout the stars. Or, at least from Venus to Io. What started as a Utopia based on equality has turned to a world of ancient Castes, where the highest are given the best and the lowest are "natural humans," and stuck on earth. But in the military, things are slightly more equal. And in Recon? No one cares what caste you're from. Recon is the elite, and they consider themselves even better than Leaders.
And it is recon, specifically First Recon, who are sent to Io when a reporter is executed on public Holos as a threat to the the government. For six years, rebellions have popped up along the moons, and it is now up to First Suicide Battalion to make the jump and clear out hostiles before other innocent people are hurt.
**Also known as Not Another Space AU**
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"Every college town needs a bar, right?"
The smile Nate gives him is brighter than Saddam's stolen gold.
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Wherein the NCIS Director decides Agents Haldane and Jones are the perfect choices for an undercover operation to root out a drug ring in Quantico.
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Mike had no intentions of drinking at the dive bar on the corner. It was filled with kids barely legal to drink, bikers, and a few guys always looking for a fight. He was there for the night and had planned on a quick beer at his favorite pub. What he had not planned on was a pair of ice-blue eyes watching him from across the street. Or the sudden pull toward them and need to meet him.
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"Paperwork's in, Brad, I'm not an officer anymore."
But there's one more thing Brad wants to do before the ink's dry.
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"You know, homes, all those times I joked about invading civilizations with brewing pots of espresso, I never imagined we were gonna be the fruity baristas."
"Don't set your face on fire again, Ray."
Or: Brad doesn't burn easily. Nate isn't a conspiracy. They more than make do.
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Brad’s sister tells Poke about the time he got White Girl Wasted.
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Brad's a grinch and the holidays are here. His co-workers make an effort to get him involved, but none more than Ray. And, surprise, there's a deeper layer.
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- Part 5 of Holiday/winter "ficlets" 2018-19
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It put things in perspective. Brad had spent weeks upon months upon years on unfamiliar planets at the very cusp of the Wastelands’s borders. He’d spent endless time fighting an enemy with everything to lose, and what put the fear in him, what made him quake in his jungle-rot boots, was his dreams. Not his reality.
This work is COMPLETE.
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The housing market sucks, even for NCOs who get paid more, with the chance to get extra housing. Brad wants a condo by the beach and Ray is sick of rooming with another person because the barracks are filled with people who can't move out. A joke about how Gunny got married got the gears turning, much to Nate's growing migraine.
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Three months and four days shy of completing his residency, Eugene's entire world goes to shit.
They don't know what to do, sure as hell don't have a procedure for dealing with corpses that rise up a half hour after being proclaimed dead and attack the nearest nurse. No textbook has handy step-by-step instructions for a case like this.
(Step One: Try not to slip in your colleague's blood as you hold down a man that should be dead)
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Is the Iceman really all they say he is?
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The five times Brad Colbert didn't watch a movie, and the one time Ray didn't either.
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An ancient temple, a fistful of bells, a kiss and six years: This is what it takes to bring Brad and Nate together.
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They declared Brad officially KIA on the third Tuesday of October.
Coalition forces looked for him after the ambush, hopeful that if anyone could survive, it was a recon Marine. That hope flickered, day by day, until three months finally snuffed it out. Eventually they called it: Brad Colbert's final mission was a total loss.
Two weeks later, a FedEx envelope showed up at Nate's office. As the sealed note inside slid into Nate's hand, his gut dropped out.
He'd recognize the hastily-scrawled "Nate Fick" anywhere; Brad wrote this.