it's just that you're incompetent, sir.

here he is, fresh-faced doogie howser lookin ass white middleclass dartmouth grad nathaniel fick, opening his mouth and suddenly going all Gangsta™ like

警探x小警察AU

watching benjamin poindexter aka bullseye be all badass and fucked up as a generation kill stan is so bizarre because it's like

aaaaaah my baby boy q-tip is all grown up what happened to you sweetheart what would the LT think fuckin screwby i love you im so sorry

"there were a lot of unspoken conversations between the eyes"

i say 15th because that would place frank right there with the gen kill boys. in 2001 the 15th meu had Nate as platoon commander, Poke as squad leader (nate's platoon), and Brad and Rudy in the meu's Recon platoon- all stationed in kandahar at the same time. (I remember reading that Brad met Ray here as well though I cant find it anymore.... if you have a source for this please link me!)

i recently have been going through a lot. almost more than i can handle, more than i can put into words.

but then today someone left a long comment on a fic i wrote last year, and when i tell you i broke down crying in a public waiting room, im not exaggerating.