#trent sawyer

[bravo4iscool]

masterlist

call of duty

call of duty characters as f1 drivers

he’s in denial (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon riley’s love language (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

a little snippet of a ghost one shot (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

return (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

return pt.2 snippet

the sacrifice (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

mornings with ghost

simon riley is a chubby chaser (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon “ghost” riley/john price x chubby!short!reader

you’re kidnapped (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

simon riley witnesses a terror attack (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon riley is the type of man to hold you when you cry (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon “ghost” riley taking home chubby!reader from a bar (simon “ghost” riley x chubby!reader)

goth!ghost meets scene!reader (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

goth!ghost meets goth!reader (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

model!ghost and designer!reader (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

dad!simon riley (simon “ghost” riley and child!reader)

old man masterlist (simon “ghost” riley x reader; platonic)

simon “ghost” riley x fem!chubby!reader

neighbour!graves helps you move in (phillip graves x reader)

simon and his mechanic!girlfriend (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

simon and his tomboy!girlfriend (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

simon and his lawyer!wife (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

idk how to name this😭 (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

mechanic!ghost and his partners‘s birthday present (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

simon and johnny with a partner that has ptsd (simon “ghost” riley x reader/ john “soap” mactavish x reader)

simon and his wife broke the cycle (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

simon‘s wife works too much (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

simon finds out the gender of his 2nd child (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

he‘s too afraid to ask you out (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

childhood best friend’s bracelet (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

false signs masterlist (simon “ghost” riley and reader)

simon and his tall!wife (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

part two

crime and punishment (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

eating good (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

tf141 getting pet

wayne!AU (simon “ghost” riley & older!brother!reader)

seal team

snippet of a SEAL team one shot

snippet no2

what if brock was a smoker? (a brock reynolds headcanon)

the reason sonny’s good with kids (a sonny quinn headcanon)

bleeding out (trent sawyer and brock reynolds)

sister (trent sawyer x fem!reader)

just a friend (scott “full metal” carter x fem!reader; smut)

slayweek 2024 masterlist (sonny quinn x clay spenser)

bridgerton

hidden glances and secret notes (benedict bridgerton x servant!fem!reader)

more to come…

#call of duty #cod #formula 1 #formula one #f1 #masterlist #headcanons #ghost #simon riley #gaz #kyle garrick #seal team paramount #trent sawyer #brock reynolds #bridgerton #bridgerton series

[bullet-prooflove]

Three Months: Trent Sawyer x Reader

@kmc1989

Trent hates saying goodbye, he hates the distance he feels in those final hours, the way he has to cut himself off in order to survive. He’s no stranger to deployments and neither are you, the two of you have been together long enough to weather the storm that comes with them. However this one, this one is going to hurt because it’s not just a couple of weeks, it’s months, three of them to be exact. It feels long even to him.

“I’ll call whenever I can.” He promises you and you shrug your shoulders because you know it’s not as simple as that.

There’s eight hours between the US and Afghanistan, it’s going to be tough finding a minute that suits the two of you in between your job and his missions. He hates your indifference but he understands it. It’s part of the deployment cycle, something the armed forces wrote a fucking handbook on so that soldiers and their families could figure out how to cope.

There’s always an adjustment period to going away, just like there is when he comes back. The days before he leaves are always fraught and tempestuous, you fight and you fuck, then you fight some more, then you fuck some more. It’s always the way.

It isn’t until those final moments, just before he sequesters himself on base that you come back to one another. Everything gets tender then, a little softer because he’s about to disappear for three months and it’s going to be hard, it always is when he leaves you.

“I’ll miss you.” He murmurs, his forehead coming to rest against yours. “I’ll think about you every day.”

“I know.” You  whisper, your lips brushing over his. “I’ll miss you too.”

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#trent sawyer #trent sawyer x reader #seal team

[vae1bixy]

#source pinterest #seal team #jason hayes #ray perry #sonny quinn #brock reynolds #trent sawyer #clay spenser #seal team incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

[andromeda--17]

Imma need the men of seal team to never shave their facial hair again, like ever, im still traumatized when i think about it

#eric blackburn #jason hayes #ray perry #clay spenser #sonny quinn #brock reynolds #full metal #scott carted #trent sawyer #seal team

[bravo-four-seal-team]

HEY GUYS

I know I'm not around alot, I apologise, real life has been crazy! So many things have happened lately and wow I can't keep up, hopefully will be back to producing fics soon

Been attending a few conventions in Scotland as well.

But I'm looking forward to sitting down and writing things again!

#seal team #trent sawyer #b4writes #clay spenser #jason hayes #ray perry #brock reynolds #scott full metal carter #eric blackburn #b4life

[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

[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

[samithemunchkin]

#clay spencer #trent sawyer #seal team #please 911 has ruined kitchen scenes for me #because this just makes my brain scream KITCHEN SCENE KITCHEN SCENE #trent looking like he's more intimitated by stella's veggie plate than stella herself

[bravo4iscool]

i’m a big SEAL Team fan, like- a big one but i can’t with these ao3 fanfics😭💀

LIKE WHY ARE PEOPLE SHIPPING EMMA AND CLAY??? or jason and clay😭??

why are there mandy/jason/brock fics, im so confused rn, pLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME????

the one that threw me off the most was trent/clay tho😭. BRO TRENT AND BROCK HAVE LITTLE TO NO SCREEN TIME. WHERE DO Y’ALL TAKE THOSE SHIPS FROM😭?????

#writing #ao3 #fanfiction #archive of our own #story writing #seal team #trent sawyer #brock reynolds #weird ao3 fics #i’m so confused rn please help me😭 #someone explain these ships to me i don’t see it😭 #seal team paramount #jason hayes #emma hayes #clay spenser #many ellis

[vae1bixy]

#seal team #trent sawyer #seal team gifs

[mrsreadalot]

I didn't swoon

It has been a long hot day full of training. Jason made them sweat all day long, all of them nearing exhaustion now. The last torture of the day was the O-course in full gear. They all made it, not near anyone’s best time, but they still reached the finish line.

Finally, Jason is satisfied and tells the team to go get rid of their gear and take that long overdue shower. Arriving in their cage room, they all grab one of the cold waters from the fridge, gulping them down while discarding their gear in their cages.

Sonny and Clay are the first ones out of the door, heading for the shower room, closely followed by Jason and Ray.

“You coming?” Trent looks at Brock in his cage, who only packed his gear away but doesn’t look like he is going to the showers.

“In a moment. I have to check on Cerberus first, make sure he has enough to drink and to tell the kennel master to check his paws for blisters.”

Trent gives a short chuckle. “Sure. But remember, you have to drink, too. And you need that shower. You reek.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Brock waves him off, closes his cage and follows Trent out of the door of their cage room. He turns in the opposite direction and heads for the kennels to make sure his K9 partner is well taken care of.

Trent just shakes his head. He knows his best friend; knows he won’t relax or look after himself before he is satisfied that his dog is ok. Even before entering the shower room, Trent can hear the laughter and bantering from his teammates, Sonny being the loudest of all. Entering the room, the other four are already in the different stalls, water running in all of them, joking loudly with each other. He is surprised that they have enough energy to fool around. He himself feels utterly exhausted and just wants to soak in the water to loosen his muscles.

Entering one of the stalls, he slowly undresses, letting his dust- and sweat-soaked fatigues drop into one crumpled pile on the floor. He turns on the water and steps into the spray, savoring the warm stream running down his body, feeling his tight muscles relax while he listens to his brother’s banter.

When the water starts to cool, he makes quick work of shampooing and washing off the rest of the grime. Stepping out of the shower, he towels himself dry. All of his brothers have finished their showers, all in various states of undress, and already discussing evening plans.

Sonny is talking Clay into coming to the Bulkhead with a little help from Jason. Ray has already excused himself for the evening, having to be home to look after the kids for Naima to go to a school thing he can’t remember. Finally, Clay agrees to come and Sonny turns his attention to Trent.

“You coming, too, right?”

A beer at the Bulkhead is not out of the question, but an early evening on his couch sounds tempting, too.

“I don’t know…” Trent looks around for Brock’s opinion, not seeing him in any of the showers. “Where is Brock?”

Sonny looks around, so do the others.

“Huh.” Clay looks concerned. “I haven’t seen him in here.”

“He wanted to look after Cerb before showering, but that was…” Trent checks his watch. “Wow, nearly 45 minutes ago. He should be here already.”

They all share a concerned look and as if on an unseen signal they all rush to the door. Trent reaches their cage room first. Pushing the door open with more force than he meant to, he scans the empty room for his missing brothers. He already starts to turn back to head for the kennels, when Clay’s shout has him stop and turn back.

“Brock! Oh, shit.” Clay rushes past Trent, pulling him along, the other three a little slower but following.

Brock sits crumbled in the corner of his cage, eyes closed, unmoving. Trent slides to his knees next to him and tries to wake him up.

“Brock, hey buddy.” Trent gives him a firm sternal rub that gets him a low groan. He taps Brock’s cheeks, checks for a pulse and breathing. “Skin is hot and dry, pulse is fast and faint, breathing is shallow and fast. Clay, grab my bag. Sonny, help me get him out of here so we have more space. Ray call medical, tell them to bring a gurney.”

His brothers all rush to heed his orders. Sonny takes Brock’s feet while Trent grabs him under the arms, and they drag him out of his cage. Clay drops Trent’s bag next to him and Trent gets everything to start an iv-line and push fluids in.

“Jason, Clay, strip him to his boxers. Sonny, get water, cold if possible, we have to cool him down."

While the others work, Trent connects the first bag of fluids with the iv-line and lets the fluids rush into his brother. Working hand in hand Jason and Clay take only a few minutes to get Brock’s clothes off of him. Trent exchanges the already empty first bag of fluids just as Sonny arrives with a bucket of water and a few towels. Jason and Clay have already stripped Brock of his fatigues and start to help Sonny wet the towels and cover him with them. As the cool towels touch the hot and dry skin, Brock starts to stir, slowly trying to remove the uncomfortable cold against his skin.

“Easy, brother.” Trent squeezes Brocks shoulder softly, gently holding him down, making sure the iv-line stays in place.

Brock opens his eyes, blinking several times before he can focus on his brothers.

“How many fingers am I holding up?” Trent holds his thumb and index finger in front of Brocks face.

“At least two. Where am I?” Brock’s voice is dry, cracked and he lifts his head a little to look around, trying to find out why he is lying on the floor in their cage room. “What happened?”

“You swooned in your cage, princess.” Sonny’s drawl betrays how worried he still is about his brother.

“Didn’t swoon.” Brock closes his eyes again, letting his head fall back to the floor. “Might have passed out.”

Trent chuckles. “Whatever you want to call it, you scared the living shit out of us. Don’t do that to us again!”

Brock just nods, still not opening his eyes again.

“Brock, how much did you drink today?”

At Trent’s question, Brock furrows his brows, trying to think back over the day. “Not sure… Probably not enough.”

Ray arrives with two paramedics and a gurney, and with the opening of the door Brock finally opens his eyes again.

“Hell, no.” Brock shakes his head when he sees them entering, sitting up a little, but already feeling dizzy.

“Hell, yes.” Trent answers. “You passed out in your cage. You have had a heat stroke. You need to go to the infirmary and probably stay there overnight for observation. No point arguing.”

“Oh, come on. I’m just a little dehydrated.” Brock tries to argue but he is cut off, this time by Jason.

“No, Brock. Go get checked out. Or I’ll sideline you.”

“Fine.” Brock gives in, lying back down.

The medics have watched the argument with amusement. They already know the guys from Bravo, know they only agree to go to the infirmary if ordered. Just like all the other Tier One operators. Trent gives them an update on what happened and how much fluid he has already given Brock. They help an embarrassed Brock to the gurney, leaving him covered in wet towels, and make their way to the base infirmary.

The rest of Bravo watch them leave with Brock, all shaking their heads.

“I need a drink.”

They all look at Trent, not believing that statement came from him. They all expected him to follow Brock, not letting him out of his sight.

“I need a drink. Then I’ll get him some fresh clothes and check on him at the infirmary.”

They all agree, smiling. Jason slings his arm around Trent’s shoulder and guides him out of the cage room.

“Let’s all finish dressing first and then we head to the Bulkhead. First round is on me.”

#whumptober 2023 #no.1 #swooning #How many fingers am I holding up #SEAL Team #text post #Brock Reynolds whump #trent sawyer #clay spenser #sonny quinn #jason hayes #Ray Perry

[dreamonseems]

Just watched the episode where Full Metal dies I cried so hard 😭😭😭 I’m so sad he was so funny😭 Also found out the actor who played him was actually a navy seal very cool real life hero!

#full metal #seal team imagine #seal team #clay spenser #ray perry #sonny quinn #trent sawyer #brock reynolds #jason hayes #cerberus #eric blackburn #lisa davis #pepper

[bravo-four-seal-team]

Halloween Special: GOAT

@chibsytelford @disasterfandoms @jasonbabymama @velvetcardiganbucky @jayhalsteadfan-2417 @pinkrockstar19 @softi92 @thelovelyleo23 @itsonautopilot @theysayitscrazy @rebelwrites @galaxysanduniversesinmymind @alidravana

It's a mini comedy fic, it's not meant to be taken seriously.

“You came!” Jameelah squealed, running to her uncles. 

Each member gave the young girl a hug, though not all impressed as the order was to dress up.  Much to the boys displeasure. 

However it was a family get together as Jameelah and her friends ran around chasing each other playing ‘Navy’, chasing Cerb and Pepper around the backyard. 

Sonny soon spotted two creatures he swore they’d never see again “Yo Metal.” he called, nodding his head towards the tree, this drew Brocks attention as well. 

“Thats cute,” The man smirked.

"This aint fuckign cute." Sonny said, staring ahead, watching as the kids ran around, he turned to look at his brothers who were all staring at him amused, "Don't start, when they start eating your soul i ain't saving you, just be warned."

“Ah fuck.” Metal muttered, moving to get another beer, he was not getting in trouble again. 

“You know that thing is the closest you’ll get to the devil?” Sonny muttered, “look at how it’s watching us, like we’re its next sacrifice, hell people sacrifice it to the devil normally.” he said. 

Trent raised an eyebrow, “Really?” he asked.

“Hell yeah.” Sonny said, “Hell no wonder that breed is endangered.” he added, moving to get out of the sight of the animals in the corner. 

“So….who brought them?” Jason asked as Trent smirked. 

“Its Halloween, couldn’t resist dressing Butthead and Pan as the two idiots that snuck them on the plane.” Trent said, as the team looked to the goats eating the grass, dressed as one Texan and one Murder seal. 

All of DEVGRU received the photo as evidence.

#seal team #trent sawyer #b4writes #clay spenser #jason hayes #sonny quinn #scott full metal carter #brock reynolds #ray perry #eric blackburn #goats mentioned