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Graves Headcanons from Shadows’ POV (Part 1):

((Or, i wanna share some silly hc in this format in between all the art stuff • 3•))

Every Shadow, from the grizzled Spec Ops operator to the fresh faced civilian, no matter what background or experience, always had Graves as that one topic of gossip they turned to when things got too slow.

It’s become both habit and sport to catalog every detail of their Commander and then discuss their findings in a twisted peer review, preferably with alcohol involved, as if gathering intel on a high value target before the op.

Through the years it had been tradition for Elder Shadows to pass on Graves ‘lore’ to the newest Shadows and encourage them to take up the hobby of Graves Watching (it’s effective observation training, you see…if you happen to catch feelings for the boss, well, it’s par for the course)

There’s a ‘published’ (a fat binder of loose leaf) Graves Manual floating around,(bland cover and backing and with dick doodles all over for extra camouflage, pockets full of photos of the Commander from various angles) on base with multiple entries:

- first notable observation: Graves is fucking pretty. Too pretty (and relatively young) to be head of a band of mercenaries. And he knows he’s pretty (been seen smirking at tongue tied, blushing baby Shadows and civilians alike). Rival PMCs and militaries, on the rare chance SC has to cooperate with them, would ogle in envy as the Commander strutted around and barked orders in his tight preferred BDUs (the Shadows preen with pride at this. Every. Damn. Time)

- Graves is every bit the outspoken Texas stereotype. He’s loud, worships at the alter of Texas Barbecue, an avid Dallas Cowboys fan (staff found a jersey in his closet), had been winning gun competitions since he was old enough to compete (off-hand boast from the man himself) and blasts country music both out of love for the genre and out of sadistic spite (Every cookout. The trick is to get a stealthy Shadow to switch playlists while Graves is busy grilling)

- but he’s also been observed waiting for his Shadows to finish speaking, listening intently with full on eye contact (a bit overwhelming for the newbies). He prefers to workout in the evenings, alone, when everyone else would be in the rec rooms or asleep. He’ll take his tablet up to the roof and work in solitude drafting tedious emails or planning a difficult op. There are days, when nothing of note is scheduled, when he’ll almost retreat into himself and bask in the Company’s presence instead of engage.

- it’s this duality that started the Shadows’ fixation on Graves: a pretty loudmouth with Depth (the Shadows chuckled over this description but it was true dammit)

-the man is tight lipped about his childhood and family; braver Shadows have asked but were diverted to other topics or out right shut down (Note: more data needed on this!)

-his personal quarters are spotless and put together (bed made with sheets tightly tucked in, boots shined and neatly placed, everything in its place), his meeting room where he entertains clients is pristine and posh in furnishings, and yet his work office is an utter disaster, organized chaos is a charitable descriptor.

-the Shadows conclude each room represents a facet of the man; the orderly quarters is habit driven from years as a Marine, the opulent meeting room is the face of a successful CEO he wants to present to the world, and his work room, the one filled with binders, reports, coffee stains, knick knacks from his Shadows, is the realest representation of Graves out of the three, the Graves only they were privy to (high fives were exchanged over this big brain discovery, the Shadow who posited this theory was promptly dog piled)

((More to come, just wanted to vomit out these ✨t h o u g h t s✨))

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well hello there , Dallas boy

(credits to @crosshairmethis for finding this 🤠)

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SCREAMING CRYING SQUEALING I LOVE YOU SM FOR THIS 😭😭❤️❤️❤️

Blue Button-Up

@crosshairmethis Sorry it took so long, but you knew it was going to happen, and I had to make sure it was still a surprise. 😘

Here's your snarky war criminal. Enjoy

The smell of fresh coffee wafted through the doorway as you rolled over to silence the annoying, beeping alarm. With a grumble, you stretched an arm over the side of the bed, searching for any article of clothing you could find to throw on. No doubt the room was a mess of options, given the night before, but finding the right one was a chore. You tossed aside a sock, a holster, and what you were fairly certain was a detached med kit, before you finally found a something suitable. It wasn't yours, but that was fine. Rolling out of bed and slipping into the soft shirt, you began carefully making your way through the chaos; you certainly didn't want to wake the sleeping figure you had left behind in the warm bed.

Your boyfriend could be a very functional morning person when he was in the field, but back at home, where he could relax, he could be grumpier than you. The automated coffee pot helped you both immensely, but you'd still rather wake him with coffee in hand than without.

You slipped out the door and made your way to the kitchen, lazing against the counter as you counted down the seconds to caffeination. There were cookies left over from the previous night's attempts at baking; neither of you were great, and you had become a bit too... distracted, and removed them from the oven a little late. Left forgotten on the counter overnight, they were a bit stale, but you nibbled around the burn edge of one.

*Ding

The timer went off, and you grabbed two mugs, adding some cream to yours and entirely too much sugar to the second. That man never drank anything without enough sugar to fuel an ant hill. You heard the bed shift and knew that meant he would be up soon, so you slowly made your way back to the bedroom.

As you gently pushed the door open, you admired the man still comfortably stretched out beneath the sheets. His dusty blonde hair was ruffled, his face calm. Everything about him in these moments was so far removed from the usual rigid, orderly, and serious persona he presented to the men he led.

You leaned against the doorframe, patiently waiting for him to wake fully, and secretly wishing he wouldn't. But the smell of coffee, and the soft light now trickling in from outside the room, finally made him stretch, sigh, and open one eye to peek up at you.

He studied you, grinning. "You know that's my favorite shirt?"

You chuckled, glancing down at the light blue fabric. It didn't quite engulf you, but it did cover you entirely, even if it was just so. "I know." You grinned cheekily, taking a sip of your coffee and watching him over the lip of the mug as he sat up before making his way toward you.

"Then you know I'm going to have to take that back, right?" His tone dropped to a mimicry of his usual serious business voice, a smirk on his face.

You returned the expression, raising an eyebrow as a teasing challenge. "You can certainly try."

He chuckled deeply as he closed in on you, his frame shadowing yours. "Oh, I will." He leaned down, his voice dropping even deeper. "But first, Coffee!" he chimed, slipping his mug from your hand before heading towards the living room. You watched him go, shaking your head at his brazenly naked backside sauntering down the hall. He was insufferable sometimes, but you loved it.

Hope you guys enjoy. Hop over to my ko-fi if you have another fun writing prompt!!

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Time for this cowboy to emerge from the shadows...

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Yeah there I go again, making more CoD OCs....

Donovan Wright, everyone. 👋🏼

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My little pierorgie @ave661 thank you for the tag ❤️

5 Random facts about me:

1. I'm a horse trainer.

2. I'm a diehard The Last Of Us fan (the game, not the TV show)

3. I have a tendency to sleep as little as possible (until I absolutely get blasted by my friends)

4. I'm a short-stack. (5'1")

5. I can read, write and speak fluently in two languages.

Ignore this if you're not up for it: @keeperofthearchives @loneghostwolf @sorry-but-no-sorry @whoeverwanttojoinin

5 random facts about me (tagged by @theviexenviper)

I can speak 5 languages, comprehend and read 7

I have hazel eyes (mostly green, brown with yellow dots)

I've never been drunk

I prefer reading than partying

My guilty pleasure is reading regency romance books

No pressure tags: @lt-spork @daughterofautumn @purplevortexx @shrimping-for-all @jynxmirage

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["How does it feel? Chasing your own tail, so blinded by your own fear that you've pushed everyone away? You have no one but yourself to blame."]

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POV; Some dude got too friendly with Eliza and Pierson's about ready to throw hands. 👀

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Team Grason 😎🤣 #sorrynotsorry

Eliza x Pierson or Eliza x Graves ?

Eddie makes sure it stays x Pierson.

The first time Pierson witnesses Graves trying to make a move on Eliza, he makes it clear that Graves cannot have her anymore....

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OC: Eliza Waylon & OC: Eddie Pierson (yup again these two because I ship them. Sorry Graves, I love you but....Pierson won )

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These silly dorks. 💕

When Graves assigned Eliza to his most trusted Lieutenants squad, no one had seen it coming that Eliza and Eddie go from just working together, over to friendship and later more. Much to Graves frustration , he has a hard time seeing his Lieutenant and Eliza getting closer over time and having something what he couldn't have...

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🙌🏼🔥🙌🏼

Changing many things in my Shadow Company AU, this southern big boy ( Lt. Eddie Pierson) will have a very big role not only in Eliza's story but he will also become a very important person in her life.

These two will go through many things together and there are a 'few' things Graves does not like when he finds out ....

more to come soon <3

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@loneghostwolf really out here doing my guy justice 😭🔥 look at him

little did Graves know what he got them all into the moment he assigned Eliza to Pierson's squad

OC Eddie Pierson belongs to @crosshairmethis

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Let's GOOOOOOOOOOOOO

the trio that lives rent free in my head 24/7

thanks to @crosshairmethis for introducing me to your OC Eddie Pierson . I love that southern big boy of yours and you know it <3

left: Lt. Eddie Pierson

middle: (my OC) Eliza Waylon

right: Phillip Graves

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#SIR #SIRRRRR

a quick sketch of Mr. Keegan P. Russ lady and gentlemen 🫶🫶 also a light study from a cosplay but my pinterest reload so damn it 🧍‍♀️