Tag: colbert

Brad/Nate, road trip, post-Iraq

alyseofwonderland:

Nate is moving.

“I’ll drive you.” Brad says it like there is no argument. Nate doesn’t even try to make one. He just smiles and agrees. 

“No country music,” Nate winks. 

It weird. Not weird. It has that quality of a day dream. The high way turning into a kind of endless haze in front of them. The desert baking the sky around them. Brad takes all the scenic routes. Nate puts on music that has a quality like techno but also the voices of longing and future wants.

They see the world’s largest ball of string.

Nate takes a picture on his cellphone. It’s a shit picture. It’s blurry and out of focus but Brad’s smile is in the screen and Nate’s eyes glow.

They get American Gods on tape at a Cracker Barrel.

“It’s about a road trip across America.” Nate explains. It’s about more than that. It’s about faith and love and all that shit. It’s about finding yourself in a car. It’s about accepting something you thought couldn’t exist. 

Brad takes a detour to The House on the Rock. Nate buys post cards. They stand next to one another in a room filled with nothing but weird lamps. 

Of course it’s the midwest when it happens. The fucking not middle of the country where the mountains and the desert are gone and the hills wont return until you can taste the Atlantic. Of course they are dead center in the corn belt. Of course the miles have helped them shed all the things they were holding onto. 

When Brad had thought about it he had imagined something rushed and hurried and frantic. It’s nothing like that. It feels the same way the desert did out the windows. It feels infinite and hot and magical. Nate is mostly naked on top of him and they are laughing. He’s never had laughter int he middle of sex before. It’s amazing.

“England almost sounds like New England.” Brad teases when they start to smell the Atlantic. Nate turns on Coldplay in retaliation for the joke. It’s perfect.

~~~

what time line? what decade? who cares? not me! 

it’s all right to let down your guard (it’s time) – aces_low – Generation Kill [Archive of Our Own]

aces-low:

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Generation Kill
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Brad Colbert/Walt Hasser
Characters: Brad Colbert, Walt Hasser
Additional Tags: Praise Kink, slight dom/sub undertones, Masturbation, Bed Sharing – or more specifically grave sharing, Combat Jack
Summary:

Walt needs to sleep and Brad want to take care of him

For Gen Kill Week! Day 7th (posted an hour too early, oops!)

for the prompts: Combat Jack and Bed Sharing (Grave Sharing)

it’s all right to let down your guard (it’s time) – aces_low – Generation Kill [Archive of Our Own]

alyseofwonderland:

I was chatting with @pansexualbuchanan and basically this not fic happened.

“Walt! You putting your money in this?” Lilley asks at Matilda one afternoon.

“What are we betting on?” Walt asks because he hadn’t actively been paying attention to the conversation.

“LT and Colbert,” Q-Tip explains.

“When do you think they are going to announce their intentions to run off into the sunset together,” Manimal continues.

Walt freezes. He thinks about it for a few seconds and then shakes his head.

“No thanks guys.” The group as a whole scoffs at him and goes back to placing bets on other things. 

<~>

Two weeks after Nate leaves the Marines Brad Colbert shows up at his door holding a box and looking somewhere between angry and lost.

“Walt sent us this.” Brad explains when Nate opens the door. 

This turns out to be two mugs. One reads “Mr. Always Right” the other “Mr. Right”. There is a note addressed to the two of them. 

Dear Brad and Nate,

Hope things are easier on you with the new circumstances.

Wallt Hasser

Nate stares at the mugs in confusion while Brad monologues for several minutes about the innate stupidity of mugs like these and what they say for society as a whole. 

“I guess we should each have one.” Nate says finally because what else is there to do in this situation. 

They both understand the implication of mugs like these. Brad just pointed it out in a thesis statement no less. If the mugs are together they are a particular statement. Separate the mugs would just be silly coffee mugs.

Brad picks up the “Mr. Always Right” mug and sets it aside with his things on the end table.

“Hang on –” Nate begins. Brad motions at the front of the mug near him like it speaks for itself. “If anyone is always right I think the cookie crumbles in another way.”

“Sir civilian life has made you insane already. You just used the phrase ‘cookie crumbles’.” Brad points out with a smile. “Besides I’m not the one who looks like a Disney Prince.”

“Fuck you.” Nate jokes.  

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