Drabbles, anyone?
Jan. 14th, 2011 10:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
out_thereIt's More Joy Day. I'm not feeling particularly joyful but I like the concept, so how about an offer of future joy?
Leave me a fandom, a pairing (or a character) and a prompt on Dreamwidth.
Tomorrow night when I'm alone and hiding from the rain, I'll write you a drabble.
Leave me a fandom, a pairing (or a character) and a prompt on Dreamwidth.
Tomorrow night when I'm alone and hiding from the rain, I'll write you a drabble.
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Date: 2011-01-14 12:27 am (UTC)No worries if you don't feel you can write this prompt, but I will throw it out there just in case: Generation Kill, Brad/Nate, silence is telling
Generation Kill, Brad/Nate, silence is telling
Date: 2011-01-15 11:11 am (UTC)Like everything else in the corps, almost any topic is fair game. Your high school sweetheart, the last time you shot someone, the worst hangover you ever had, the best foreign pussy and the most stupid reason to go to war. There's nothing too obscene or violent, nothing too racist, sexist or personally insulting that can't be shared with brothers in arms.
But there are some things no self-respecting Marine would ever say aloud. Admitting that you're scared shitless because the next rifle fire you hear could be the shot that ends you -- no real Marine would say it. You can talk about going home for a dozen reasons, for the pizza, the beer, your family, your girl, your baseball team, your motorbike, the ease of buying lube, but it had better have nothing to do with fear or being sick to your stomach of passing half-decayed bodies in the streets.
From sand-gritty skin to the marrow of his bones, Brad's a Marine. He knows what you don't say. He knows it so well that there are things he couldn't say even if he tried. He couldn't imagine ever being the kind of sniveling, spineless insult to the Corps that would call home and give voice to the traitorous thoughts they all ignore.
It's hell here and I might not come home.
It only takes one damn bullet. The best weapons and provisions (if the Corps even provided that), all the training in the world and it still comes down to dumb luck.
I love you. I miss you. Don't think for one moment that any of this could make me forget that.
I'd say I wish you were here, but I'm glad you're not. I'd rather know you're safe.
Brad's not going to say any of that. He never does. Not when he's deployed, not even when he's back home. But for all that Nate doesn't wear the uniform these days, for all that he's stepped back into civilian life like any other chai-sipping peace-loving motherfucking hippy, he's still a Marine where it counts.
He knows there are things you don't say. And it has nothing to do with whether or not it's true.
Re: Generation Kill, Brad/Nate, silence is telling
Date: 2011-01-15 02:50 pm (UTC)Thank you! Joy indeed!
PS Do you mind if I add a link to it in the next GK community roundup? We have a section for comment fic.
Re: Generation Kill, Brad/Nate, silence is telling
Date: 2011-01-17 01:44 am (UTC)Yay! Brad is fascinating to watch because he's like that all the time -- brash Marine on the surface but so much happening underneath. (He's so my favourite.)
PS Do you mind if I add a link to it in the next GK community roundup? We have a section for comment fic.
I've changed this post to public, so go ahead. *g*
Re: Generation Kill, Brad/Nate, silence is telling
Date: 2011-01-17 12:41 pm (UTC)Nate will always be my favourite, for so many reasons, but that can basically be summed up as he's a BAMF and he was played by Stark Sands!