#GraveTraitor

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GraveTraitor shitpost while I try and get the motivation for Christmas art (it's Christmas eve rn and I have no ideas)

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Graves wrapping his arms around Traitors waist from behind.

Nuzzling his head into his neck, mumbling out something along the lines of, "I love you so much, darlin." As Traitor is literally trying to do something

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Merry Christmas with GraveTraitor :P

I'm not finishing this, so I tried making it presentable

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I'm very lazy but here's a GraveTraitor thing

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ANGST!!

Two years with you.

GraveTraitor 2 year anniversary!! And my twitter wanted Angst so I gave it

Link if it's hard to read!!

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I wrote this on my twt from a comfort character prompt I found and I really am proud of it

TW// Angst, death, blood??

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Traitor had gotten KIA on a supposed simple espionage mission. Nothing could've gone wrong, right? He had done this multiple times, but it couldn't have possibly gone wrong.

Turns out it was a trap, a simple bait that soldiers could easily gloss over. He was outnumbered by the enemy, immediately getting detained, and then shot.

His body hit the floor with a small thud, blood seeping out of the wound as he lay there lifeless on the gravel road. He was found by Graves and a few shadows a day later, the enemies already fled. He stood there, his gaze lingered on his now deceased spouse. It felt as if his whole world had shattered into little pieces. The shadows around him noticed his look and shifted uncomfortably. They carried his body back to base, Graves in his office filling out the paperwork.He was mentally preparing himself to break the news to Traitors family. He knew death would come eventually. They were in the military. He just didn't know it would happen this quickly. He wished it was him that died instead. blaming himself for his husband's death.

A year later, after his husband's death. Graves had always visited Traitors' grave every week. Planting flowers by the tombstone and kneeling before it as he picks out the weeds covering his name and telling him about how he's been doing and what's been happening.“…I miss you, though. Wish you were still here.” He spoke in a solemn tone.

He would he lying if he said he had gotten over his dead husband. Graves sat down in front of the tombstone and stared blankly ahead into the quiet sunset.He was hit with a wave of nostalgia as memories flooded back to the moments he had spent with Traitor. Their stupid banters, jokes, and more intimate moments.

He sat there for a while, enjoying the memories they had before standing up. He looked down at the grave and smiled."I'll see you around, don't get too bored without me." He spoke softly with slight sarcasm in his voice as he walked away from the grave.

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(He's not dead. It's not Canon, but Graves would do this, tho)

P.S this was my first time writing angst

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Idk what they're watching, more notes app stuff

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Comfort idk

Quick doodle because I was sad

GraveTraitor moment