#Justin Melnick

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Hammer: Brock Reynolds x Reader

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Companion piece to Buried Socks: Ceberus has a unique way of showing how much he misses you.

It’s the sight with Brock holding Leanne that makes you realise that Brock wants kids. The two of you have never talked about children, not really. That option had been taken away from you a long time ago when an RPG had hit the convoy you’d been a part of. You’d spent a month recovering in a military hospital in Germany, coming to terms with the fact you couldn’t have children.

Ten years later you have a home with a man you love, two dogs and a job that you excel at, what you don’t have is a baby and that…

That has never rubbed until today.

You leave the party after that. You erect those walls, the ones you spent such along time taking apart when you first got together because the two of you, you’re heading for a fall and you can feel it.

When he finds you a couple of hours later, you’re sitting on the back porch at home, sipping a beer as you watch Pepper and Cerberus play in the garden. Your duffle bag is already packed, resting alongside the door.

“It was the baby wasn’t it?” He says as he sits down beside you, rubbing his hands together as he watches Cerberus snuffle around the bushes. “It reminded you of what we don’t have.”

No, it reminded you of what he could have if he wasn’t tied to you. He’s young enough to start a family, to enjoy them. His contract is up in a year or two, he could retire from the SEALS, be around for his kids.

“You want that don’t you?” You say your voice breaking just a little and he hesitates because Brock has never lied to you, he won’t start now.

“Yes.”

It’s a blow, one that he feels shatter through your relationship like he’s brought a hammer down on a pane of glass.

“And I can’t give that to you so where does that leave us?” You ask despondently and Brock shakes his head because he doesn’t have an answer to that question.

“I don’t know.” He whispers.

He doesn’t move when you raise to your feet because he knows that it would be pointless. He can’t stop you from leaving and he can’t see a way to fix the problem he’s created. Your hand comes to rest on his shoulder, squeezing it lightly  before you say.

“Well when you figure it out let me know.”

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Brock Reynolds Imagine

summary: brock meets his match

warnings: none! cuteness!

sry im on a seal team kick rn and this man needs to get more written about him!!!!!

"Cerberus!" Brock called out as his normally well behaved partner perked up and darted off in the training facility the duo were at. Brock wasn't worried about the dog getting away, as they were enclosed and also surrounded by other K-9's and their handlers. But he was concerned about what had triggered his companion.

"Cerberus, stopp," Brock barked as he ran after the malanois who was loping towards another duo training together at the other side of the facility. Brock's alarm peaked as Cerb's pace picked up. "Heads up!"

Brock watched as the other handler turned his way, saw the projectile coming her way, and immediately took a non threatening stance, even as her partner crouched low in front of her. Brock tried to call Cerb in one more time, before the dog pulled to an abrupt hault in front of the two.

Brock slowed down as well as the got closer, watching as the other dog took a look at Cerb, considered him for a moment before giving his version of a dog smile. The other handler laughed as her dog looked back at her, now seated, clearly wanting to be released to play.

"You mind?" She asked Brock as he walked up, the man shaking his head and watching in intrigue as she released her dog in German and the two dogs immediately began to wrestle happily.

"I'm sorry, he's never done that before," Brock shook his head as he approached her.

"That's ok," the woman offered him a calm smile. "Lincoln is able to handle himself, they would've figure it out."

Brock nodded before reaching out his hand. "Brock Reynolds, this is Cerberus," the two looked at their partners who were now looking at their handlers with innocent eyes.

"Maya," the blonde smiled, taking his hand. "This is Lincoln."

"Are you with the forces?" Brock asked as he looked at Lincoln's vest, trying to find an identifier.

"No, we're with the FBI," Maya nodded at the badge on her hip. "My mentor is an ex-seal, and brought us here early on to train, and the guys let us keep coming."

"I'm sure they do," Brock said without thinking, ignoring the slip of the tongue.

"Can I guess who you're with?" Maya asked with a teasing smile. "It's one of my favorite games."

"Go on, I'll bite," Brock smirked as he pulled a ball from his pocket now that the dogs were both unengaged, throwing it for them.

"Ok, facial hair and not a lick of straight laced, so not army," she mused, tilting her head. "Not quite getting the cockiness of the air force, so I'm going to say Navy."

Brock just tilted his head.

"That's a yes," she grinned. "Now then, you're giving quiet and mysterious. I've seen you in here before, there is an air of mystery around you. So with that, and the training, I'm going to guess, special teams?"

"I can neither confirm nor deny," he clicked his tongue at Cerb who came trotting over. "You guys want to do some drills together?"

After that day, Brock and Maya took the dogs to an outdoor brewery, and ended up together until long after the moon had come up. The two had gone their seperate ways, but not for long, managing to spend enough time together that by the time Brock went on his next deployment, he was getting extra care packages.

"Oh lookie here," Sonny yelled into the group of bravo members as he came from the mail call. "Brocky boy has a big ole package today!"

The boys all wolf whistled as Brock rolled his eyes, catching the package Sonny threw and recognizing Maya's writing on the top. He pried it open with a soft smile as he immediatley saw the amount of dog treats inside.

Linc tried these and loved them, give Cerb a hug a sticky note said on a tub of beef chews. Brock grinned as he pulled out two kong toys, another pack of treats, and a deshedding brush before getting to the human goods. There was two containers of cookies, a new book in the series Maya had gotten Brock hooked on, and an envelope of photos ranging from selfies of Maya and Lincoln, to pictures of the fall foliage in VA Beach, and other bits and bobs.

The Bravo guys watched their teammate suspiciously as he went through his goods, wondering what was going on. "Ok spill," Clay prodded as Cerb came over to sniff the new toys for him.

"What?" Brock looked innocent.

"Who's sending you love packages?" Jason laughed.

"No one," he shrugged, ignoring Trent's evil smirk.

"Her name is Maya," his best friend said proudly, all the guys shouting in success. "She's with the FBI's K9 group, bad ass and so out of his league."

"Out of my league?" Brock gasped in advance as Ray laughed, clapping his shoulder.

"The best ones always are," the other man smiled and shook his head as Brock prepared for the ribbing.

Weeks later, the team finally made their way back home, weary and tired, and ready for some rest. Most of them were ready to see their families, and kids, while others were just looking forward to a real bed.

Brock focused on Cerb as he walked off the aircraft, adjusting his leash as he heard the other guys families begin to sound off about seeing their service members after so long away. Brock instantly keyed in though when he heard a bark, jerking his head up to see the blissful sight of Maya and Lincoln standing on the tarmac waiting for them.

Brock's grin was wide as he dropped Cerb's leash, letting the dog go greet Lincoln while he only had eyes for Maya. The blonde was in jeans and a sweater, her hands clasped as she watched him approach at a clip. At that point, Brock said 'fuck it', jogging toward her and leaning down to scoop her into his arms and spin her around.

Maya's arms were a vice around his shoulder, her head burying in her neck as he felt her heart beat flutter against his chest. He let her down slowly, letting his hands come up to cup her cheeks and pull her lips to his in a rough kiss. Her hands grasped his collar, holding him place for an indecently long kiss that was only interrupted by paws landing on Maya's side.

The couple split apart with a grin, looking at a panting Cerb who was waiting for his greeting. Lincoln was looking similarly at Brock. The two gave the dogs some attention before Brock turned back to her and pulled her into his side, kissing her head.

"Missed you frog man," she murmured as she kissed his cheek before turning to see where the rest of Bravo team was eyeing them, ready to pounce.

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I kinda want to know more about smoker Brock

then you shall get more🗣️ (i hope this matches your expectations)

i like to think that he (at first) doesn’t necessarily smoke when he’s off duty. maybe he started during a deployment to one of the southern american countries or mexico.

at first, it’s maybe two cigarettes a month; when it all becomes to much and he just needs to destress somehow. but soon it gets worse.

at some point, when he just can’t help himself, he sneaks away to smoke one before they depart for the mission. at first he thinks he’s sneaky about it. but not for long.

even tho it takes two to three years for trent to find one of brock’s cigarette packs, it’s still sooner than brock would’ve liked. by now it’s not a habit anymore. it’s an addiction.

he still manages to not smoke when he’s on his own with cerberus but the temptation grows stronger and stronger. he misses the feeling of the filter between his lips, the comfort of the stinging smoke.

but he set himself rules, rules he didn’t want to break. he wouldn’t smoke off duty. so, when it gets too much—and he breaks that rule—he talks to trent.

his best friend had tried to get him off nicotine for long now and when brock finally approached him he did his best to help him.

the best solution: gum.

now, wherever brock and trent went, trent had a pack of gums on him. he wouldn’t let brock go through the rehabilitation of his nicotine addiction alone. they were brothers and they were there to help each other.

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I almost fell for a romance scammer. That's how lonely i am :\. I also turned 30 not to long ago so I've gotten more bothered by my singleness. I feel like and idiot. Turns out the pictures my "potential love" was using were of an actor i wasn't familiar with, Justin Melnick. That man is flipping hot. Anywho. Now I'm back to being lonesome with a new celebrity crush. Ha! Don't be fooled like me.

I'm so sorry to hear that. :/ What a cruel thing to do to someone. I hope that things have gotten better since then, and that you can find someone kind and honest soon. :) Hang in there.

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Justin Melnick as Brock Reynolds in SEAL Team

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6.02 - Crawl, Walk Run

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And Here is the full video

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Seal Team

Behind the scenes. Season 5.

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4.03 The New Normal

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Brock Reynolds Masterlist

Buried Socks: Ceberus has a unique way of showing how much he misses you.

Hammer: You realise you can't give Brock what he wants.

Duty Calls - You and Brock discuss starting a family in between tours.

Ask Me Again - A bad day leads Brock to ask a surprise question.

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Cerberus all kitted up and ready to roll (or jump out of a plane in this case....) - 01x02 “Other Lives”

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i have a (probably) weird brock headcanon. listen y’all:

so, i’ve seen him chew gum on multiple occasions already, like starting a mission or waiting for the start, y’know? sometimes even during missions.

and that makes me think of: what if brock was a smoker? not someone who smokes 24/7 but someone who does it to let off some steam, to ground themselves and just let relax.

it’s very common that people who used to smoke often chew gum or else. it keeps their mouth “busy”, y’know?

maybe jason caught him smoking and told him to quit cause it would only do harm to brock (and in the long run to the team)? or trent who gave him a whole ass lesson why smoking is bad and reduces your performance, maybe would even force you to retire early?

there’s a wide spectrum of possibilities…

i think i need to write sum for this😭

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Ohhh this looks soooooo goooooood!!!

I can’t wait to see the full scene with Stella and Davis!!! Alona and Toni are so good together!!!

Please I hope we don’t have too much drama with Mandy and Jason. We don’t always need drama with the main couple. I wish TPTB would realize that!!!

I don’t think they will kill Clay off but he may be in rehab for a while. At least I hope not!!

Oh and did I see Trent…I think I did!!

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