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Announcement? (Hello I am in fact not dead, just sleeping)

Hi all!

Its been a while, almost a year now, since I updated this blog.

Unfortunately I have a lot going on in my life at the moment to have additional think space for GK and be absolutely not normal about this oddity of a show. I don't know when that's going to change, nor do I know when or if I will be reblogging you all' fabulous posts or returning with a gif or a stupid meme. I thought about deleting this blog, but decided not to.

This little corner of the internet has given me much love and laughter, and will always hold a special place in my heart. Including all the lovely people I have interacted with! So I wanted to give a little update and not dissapear without saying anything. Bless you all for keeping this fandom alive and hopefully I will see you all again in the future!

Lots of love 💜

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update on the whole who said that whole “we’re all gonna die here because colbert’s in love with his humvee!” thing!! evan thinks it was lilley!! just like you suspected haha

This is quite possibly the best bit of news to come out of 2023 and my gratitude to you is IMMEASURABLE 🩵🩵🩵 ladygodivabluess, a god amongst men!

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Bradley the Damned, Epilogue (complete)

Finally, it’s done. Finished this story for the WIP Big Bang (@wipbigbang), with a posting date of 10/31. Happy Halloween all.

With lovely art by Impala_chick

Title: Bradley the Damned, Epilogue (Complete)

Fandom: Generation Kill

Pairing: BradNate and RayWalt.

Fic Summary:

Returning to England upon the death of the only father he’s ever known, Lord Nathaniel Fick has braced himself for a return to a society that he never really has felt a member of. He’d much rather be off on one of his Uncle’s archeological adventures than running the family business.

Luckily, it seems that adventure has followed his Uncle to England.

Chapter summary:

Nate’s life has changed greatly over the years and eventually, he finds himself surrounded by familiar faces.

Tags/warnings: Alternative Universe. Supernatural elements. Set in Victorian England. Historical Inaccuracies (I tried to research but there’s some hand waving for plot reasons). Immortal!Brad.

They don’t stay in England long after Nate and Walt’s change. Just long enough to make sure there is no suspicion about Schwetje’s disappearance that leads to Nate’s door. There is a big bust-up about two weeks later when the notorious gangster Ferrando is arrested and let go within two days. Mr. Patterson tells Nate that he received a note delivered by one of the street children that said Mr. Ferrando had no beef with him and that Schwetje’s debts—whatever they may be—were not considered his. 

Nate takes the note as a sign and doesn’t point the detectives in certain directions when he is again interviewed about his business partners. Nothing further is heard, and Mr. Patterson reports no more issues with the shipping business. 

Business concluded, there’s no reason for Nate to linger in England over the winter with its long nights and short days. He yearns for the sun even as he spends his nights drunk on the pleasure of Brad’s body. Ray struggles to adapt to the modern world, even as his language improves. 

Brad is the one who persuades Nate that they return to Egypt, the desert and the sun drawing him just as much as it does Nate. They spend most of the voyage twined around each other on their stateroom bed. 

Nate can breathe easier once they hit the Mediterranean. The sun is more potent here, which gives him back the control he craves as Brad teaches him about his new existence. 

Read completed fic here on AO3

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nate trying so hard not to roll his eyes at every single person around him but then dropping by brad's window with gifts and compliments every 3 seconds like baby boy do you know???? Do You Know ???????

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brad and nate having a date while everyone is off busy playing football just to hear that patterson punched encino man. always something, always something. at least it’d be something welcomed

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here, have a tiny bradnate playlist bc i'm very brainrot rn

i got a bulletproof heart, you got a hollow-point smile

please someone help me, i'm dying here in front of you

we need some leverage, we can't seem to open up, the locks are far too tight, and the chains are far too strong

we'll start a fire, and burn some bridges, and make it out of here tonight

and when your stitch comes loose, i wanna sleep on every piece of fuzz and stuffing that comes out of you

confidants but never friends, were we ever friends?

i noticed your eyes are always glued to me, keeping them here and it makes no sense at all

they taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies

trust the feeling and i still get burned, so i run, i can't face that i've come undone, i'll be back with the setting sun

holding out the night, lonely after light, you begged me not to go, sinking like a stone

you're hiding something, cause it's burning through your eyes, i try to get it out, but all i hear from you are lies

i can tell you're going through the motions, figured you were acting out your part

once again, we're playing off emotion, which one of us will burn until the end?

you contradict the fact that you still want me around

i bring the match, you bring the gasoline, it turns me on when you set me on fire, enter my bloodstream, you are my nicotine, i need a fix, can we get much higher?

you wear a crown that's made out of barbed wire

dear, can't you see? it's them, it's not me

look at the mess we've made, look at what we've done, i throw myself to the floor as you say "fuck this" and run

you never ask why, you're living a lie, baby, you're flying too high

thinking i was far away from a crossed line, but i was giving soft praise to a hard lie / my tongue's gotten real tired of me biting it

all alone in a room, do you want what i want, too?

yeah, it hurts to say, but i want you to stay

bombs light up the night, burn like fireflies, tell me one good lie, so i can sleep at night, hurt me one more time, i wanna feel alive

how many times can i let you down with regret?

how much can i ask for 'til you walk out that door?

he burns my skin, never mind about the shape i'm in, i'll keep you safe tonight

blow a kiss at the methane skies, see the rust through your playground eyes, we're all in love tonight, leave a dream where the fallout lies, watch it grow where the tear stain dries, to keep you safe tonight

when the lights go out, will you take me with you?

if you stay, i would even wait all night, or until my heart explodes

you're the broken glass in the morning light, be a burning star if it takes all night, so, just save yourself and i'll hold them back tonight

oh, you're the prettiest, smartest captain of the team

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today on In Case You Forgot GK's Set in the Early 2000s: reporter had frosted tips when he put out the book

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I finished this months ago and never posted it, yikes! I had to draw my boy.

I'm really enjoying drawing in this style, and taking a more relaxed approach to my art.

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i love reading ridiculously well-written-connections-and-parallels-food-for-thought-what-does-that-word-even-mean pieces about the faves in the tag because all my brain does is what if brad and nate adopted a poodle

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Get Some - Generation Kill (insp.)

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gk really be once again suffering from middle child syndrome

So the pacific & band of brothers is on Netflix now BUT generation kill is behind a pay wall now on prime??? I have generation kill on DVD so it's not the worst but like come on now

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fucked up brad’s face but its ok

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Sketch + GIF

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