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[mrsphillipgraves]

This is so adorable, I LOVE IT! 😭👆🩷

I love your work so so so so much 🩷☹️‼️

I would absolutely love to see a fic of Graves in the delivery room while his wife is in labor and how he takes care of her in the hospital after their baby has just arrived, I imagine he’d feed her with his own hands and would be so so so over the board with caring for her 🥺🩷

AHHH I love to hear that! Thank you so much!

Delivery Room

You had woken up this morning to a sharp pain in your abdomen and wet sheets below you. At first you embarrassingly thought that you had wet the bed, but when another wave of pain hit you quickly realized what was actually happening. 

Looking towards your left you see your husband, Phillip, still sleeping soundly beside you. Reaching out to him it only took you softly calling his name and a light shake of his shoulder for him to wake up. 

"Wha- What is it? What's wrong?" He asks with concern once he notices how you're clutching your stomach. 

"It's go time!," You hissed in pain, "My water broke and the baby's coming!" 

Without another word Phillip is instantly out of bed, and by your side helping you stand. “I’m here, sweetheart, I’m here. Let’s get you to the car now.” 

“It’s not time yet though; the baby isn’t due for another 2 weeks.” You hold on tight to Phillip’s arm as he leads you out to the car. Realistically you knew that the baby coming 2 weeks early is completely normal, and something your doctor had even brought up as a possibility during an appointment. Your pained and hormone filled brain couldn’t stop thinking about all the negative reasons the baby could be arriving early though. 

"Sweetheart, everything is alright with the baby. We're getting to meet them a little earlier than planned." Phillip says soothingly to you as he helps you inside the vehicle. Once you're fully inside you watch as your husband runs back inside, and grabs the hospital bag before climbing inside as well.  

The entire ride to the hospital Phillip was doing breathing exercises with you, and doing his best to comfort you. You didn't even realize you had arrived until your door was being thrown open by Phillip who was now ushering you to sit in a wheelchair. 

It only takes a few minutes of talking with the nurses for them to lead you both down the hall, and get you set up in the delivery room. You start to feel much better now that you're in the hospital knowing that the professionals are there to help you. 

The doctor comes in almost immediately after you've changed into the hospital gown. They say you're about 2cm dilated right now, and encourage you to try and get some sleep since it's the middle of the night. 

"Well you heard the doctor, sweetheart. Baby's not coming anytime soon, and you need all the energy you can get." Phillip sat beside your bed; one hand in yours and the other on your stomach. 

"So do you," You nod towards the couch in the room, "Get some sleep; I'll be fine laying here."

"That is not how this is going to work. I'll sleep once I know you are." He states, his voice not allowing any arguing of any kind. "I'm here to help you with whatever you need. Now, tell me what can I do to help you sleep?" 

"Just- Just hold my hand." That was all you needed right now. To know that the person you loved most was by your side during one of the biggest and scariest moments of your life. 

And for the next hour or so that is exactly what he did. Phillip didn't leave your side for more than a few seconds at a time getting whatever you needed to feel more comfortable until finally you fell into a sleep. 

You wouldn't say it was deep sleep, but even the few hours of sleep you got did manage to calm your panic from before.  Your head felt more clear, but now the pain was worse - 5cms dilated now, the doctor said. 

For the next 6 hours Phillip did everything in his power to make you comfortable, and help with the contraction pain. He put on music, gave you a massage, and even helped you with your exercises on the birthing ball. Until finally it was time to start pushing. 

"Just keep breathing, sweetheart. You're doing amazing." Phillip whispers to you. He's currently leaning towards you, and his hand is being crushed in yours. He doesn't complain once about you doing so - encourages it even. 

Phillip spends the next hour of you pushing standing by your side. Whispering praises into your ear; wanting you to know just how much he loves you. 

For as long as this whole thing was, it was worth it when you finally heard the shrill cry of your baby taking its first breaths - it's the most beautiful sound you've heard. With the baby now resting on your chest you take this chance to close your eyes and breathe. While you do so Phillip has grabbed a damp rag, and begins wiping your face of all the sweat and tears. 

"She's beautiful!" You stare teary eyed down at the newborn in your arms before lifting  your head to meet Phillip's gaze.

"She is," He instantly agrees with you. His eyes now move from the baby to you. "How did I end up with the two most beautiful girls in the world?"

You give a breathless chuckle before telling him, "I love you so much."

"I love you too, sweetheart. I love you too."

The rest of your time at the hospital was filled with you and Phillip taking in the presence of your new baby. This was something the two of you had wanted for so long, and it felt magical to finally have it. 

[crazyfandomluver]

Bell finds out about Graves being Adlers son Drabble

Bell was going to kill Russel Adler. He was determined to do it after he had became stable enough to do it. But first, he had to find him.

After some time of searching, he found where Adler was staying. He had his gun, his knife, and was hiding behind a bush. Watching silently as Adler pulled up in his car. Bell silently pulled his gun out, aiming it at the car door. A few moments after that, Russell got out of the car, locked it, and then… then he was in Bell's sights! After all that Adler had done to him, he was now in Bell’s crosshairs… He could finally take the shot and get rid of his tormenter once and for all and-...!

... A small shape runs out of the house, laughing and giggling... why was it laughing? Did it not know that he was about to fulfill his destiny and take care of Russell once and for all? And... why was it running directly to Adler?? It could get hurt, surely his tormenter wouldn't let this blonde haired shape get in his way- surely Russell was going to hurt it for getting in his way or push it aside or-!

This can't be... Adler... THE Russell Adler, just picked up the small, fragile, smiling kid, and- he's holding him?!? Why is he holding the kid?? And why is he smiling!? Wait... they're talking about something. Listening in, Bell overhears the conversation, "Did you burn the house down while I was gone, sport?" Adler asked, and the kid giggled, kicking its feet and grabbing a fistful of Adler's hair and tugging faintly, eliciting a faint chuckle from the scarred man. "You silly!" The little boy laughs with a shake of his head, his blonde hair getting in his eyes. Blonde hair… that looked only a little lighter than Adlers’ hair. Blonde hair that was in the exact same styling as Russell’s. Who is this kid? Why does he not care that he’s being held by a killer??

The boy makes another comment, some kind of joke apparently, because Russell laughs again, before setting the boy down and ruffling his hair, which made the kid giggle with glee. “C’mon son, let’s get inside” Bell tensed at the name ‘son’? Surely it must be some sort of nickname or something like that, there was no way that Adler had a kid… Backstabbing, lawbreaking Adler who had put a bullet in his side with no remorse… it wasn’t possible that he had a kid. It requires love and care to properly raise a kid, and to raise them happy at that too… Adler couldn’t have raised a kid this entire time. He was too busy with stopping Perseus, there’s no possible way. Bell reassured himself, exhaling slightly

Just as Bell had calmed himself down, the kid smiled, pulling on Russell’s arm as they walked towards the door. “Walk faster dada!!” The boy exclaimed. No. It wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be possible. Bell lowered his gun, his head spinning too much to be able to point the gun straight any longer. How is it possible? Adler was with him and the others the entire time! How could Adler be this kids dad, when he was on a mission this entire time? When he wasn’t with anybody?? Yet, Adler did mention having an ex-wife… it was entirely possible that the kid had stayed with the wife while he was working…

Bell shook his head and retreated from his spot, heading back towards his car. He had to think about this new found information about his enemy, about the care Bell saw in his eyes as he looked at the kid. He would be back, that’s for sure. He wouldn’t let this be the last time their paths crossed… No… this would merely be the beginning of a new understanding, a new plan, a new way for revenge…

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innocent or guilty?

saw someone else do this so i wanted a try !!!

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𝐀𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮? innocent

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬? guilty

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧? guilty

𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞? guilty

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱? guilty

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱? guilty

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞? guilty

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞? guilty

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥? innocent

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠? guilty

𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭? guilty

𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞? innocent

𝐒𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐩? Guilty

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭? guilty

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫? guilty

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 / 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧? innocent

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝? half

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝? guilty

𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝/𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲? guilty 😕

𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝? innocent

𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐭? innocent

𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞? guilty (hate it tho)

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭? guilty

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞/𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨? innocent

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨? innocent

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭? guilty

𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞? guilty

𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫? guilty

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬? guilty

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬? guilty

𝐉𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭? innocent

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱? wishy washy

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭? guilty?

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞? wishy washy

𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦? innocent

𝐀 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞? innocent

𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝? guilty

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝? innocent

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞? guilty

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫? innocent

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞? what 😦 innocent

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫? innocent

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫? innocent

𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞? idek

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞? innocent

𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝? guilty

𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝? guilty

𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲?guilty

blank questions underneath!!!

𝐀𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬?

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧?

𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞?

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱?

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱?

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞?

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞?

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥?

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠?

𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭?

𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞?

𝐒𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐩?

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭?

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫?

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 / 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧?

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝?

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝?

𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝/𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲?

𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝?

𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐭?

𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞?

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭?

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞/𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨?

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨?

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭?

𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞?

𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫?

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬?

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬?

𝐉𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭?

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱?

𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭?

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞?

𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦?

𝐀 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞?

𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝?

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝?

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞?

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫?

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞?

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫?

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫?

𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞?

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞?

𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝?

𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝?

𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲?

[doyouwannahearmescream]

@mrsphillipgraves abused a 13 year old on X.

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@mrsphillipgraves bullies minors - block, report!

Before I go and block anyone I’m going to look in to it for proof and evidence, also minors shouldn’t be on my page.

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AHHHHHH RAHHHJ RAHHH

@xxshadowbabexx @mrsphillipgraves

Phillip Graves’s little soldier gets on her knees, MDNI!!! smut xoxo

A/N: Ngl Graves kinda gives me the ick at times.. however he’s good looking and i’d definitely get on my knees to suck him off! Enjoy!! Ps: (if you’re up for it) drop a comment or suggestion or smth!! I love love LOVE feedback 🫶!!

tags: phillip graves, graves cod, graves call of duty, philip graves, philip graves x reader, graves x reader, philip graves smut, for smut, call of duty x reader, call of duty smut, call of duty graves

cw: smut, degradation? kinda?, roughness, blowjob and cock drunk reader, precum, cumming in readers mouth, mentions of spanking and fingering, graves being a little self absorbed (but we love him ofc)🤷‍♀️

As someone who has co operated and worked for various different military branches and companies previously, you’d had your fair share of challenges.

Being shot on foot with no where to turn? You’d been there. Had a missile heading straight towards the air craft you’re inside? That was, what, a week ago? So could someone please explain to you why it’s so hard for you to stay focused.

The Ceo and founder of the Shadow Company had raised a meeting to discuss possible locations and places where Hassan Zyani could potentially be hiding, the meeting was going smoothly and everyone was listening intently- well almost everyone at least.

Phillip Graves was a narcissist, arrogant dickhead who cared little about anything other than his own wellbeing and gain. The smug asshole looked down on anyone other than General Shepherd and despite all the bragging about how huge of an impact his involvement has on the team and his apparent massive cock, you were certain the only big thing about him was his ego. However, that didn’t stop your eyes from flicking down to his crotch now and again.

His monotone voice drug on and on and ached in your fragile ears as your head began to wonder off about other thoughts: wondering what his girlfriend back home must see in him. Is she used to people like him? Maybe he doesn’t even have a girlfriend or perhaps he acts different with her.

You flickered your eyes back up to his as he locked eyes with people around the room progressing into more mission details, important details you didn’t want to miss. He was quite handsome when you ignored his irritating personality, his short light brown hair and piercing eyes, you felt your stomach roll in delight.

You clamped your sweaty thighs under the desk as you straightened your back, flustered. His muscular figure and the slight stubble on his lower face sending lightning bolts to your clit, you almost moaned. Shutting your eyes for a moment picturing what he could do to you, him bending you over and spanking ur ass like you yearned he would, him figuring your pussy faster and faster until you cum on his fingers.

The same fingers that were occasionally trailing up to his lips, tapping against his spit before retreating back to the paper and flipping the page. You felt your soaked underwear in your seat and you exhaled hard and shakily knowing you were turned on.

Your eyes widened quickly and they flicked across the room, heart pumping faster when you locked eyes with the same man you were fantasising about. A certain look in his dark eyes that were staring back in yours and holding eye contact. To others it just looked like Graves pausing while he found the right words but between you two there was a certain tension in the air.

His head tilted to the side a little almost as if he was shaking his head to disagree but he quickly spat out his words and continued on with the meeting, looking away and clearing his throat. You exhaled and spent to rest of the meeting looking at the wall highly embarrassed.

Before you knew it the meeting was over and everyone made their way out of the door, you following until you heard his voice call back your name. Heat coercing throughout your body as you spun back around and walked over to him, his back was facing you as he leaned against the meeting table. You swallowed thickly.

“Yes sir?” But all he did was raise his index finger twice signifying for you to come closer and face him, you compelled as your black shoes gently tapped against the floor, quiet thuds sounding deafening.

He looked up at you when you were finally infront of him, his movements so smooth, slow and purposeful it gave you goosebumps. His eyebrows furrowed and his tongue slid against his lips looking confused, trying to find the correct words.

“So, i’ve noticed you don’t have a ring on that hand of yours.. you’re single?” Your heart slipped and glided into your stomach and you fluttered on your words. Why did he need to know this? You nodded your head hesitantly and a wicked smile casted on his stubbled face.

“That’s great! Fantastic! Perfect even.” You locked eyes with him, a puzzled look on your face as you scanned his reaction. His power and intimidation over you fading partially as you found the confidence to question him.

“Why did you need to know that sir?” But all Graves did was take a long deep breath and look to the side his eyes trailing the wall, biting his lip gently and subconsciously nodding.

“You see, the next mission we, as a team, are planning for is extremely important and needs to be done right. Which makes this past meeting a valuable asset towards it, a lot of information was covered and if you want to know why I asked you to stay back it’s because.. I don’t think you heard a god damn thing. You wanna know why I think that?” You stayed silent.

Despite the question he’d asked you, your lips didn’t move an inch, maybe he thought you were lazy and just couldn’t be bothered? Maybe he thought there was something depriving your attention, other than him of course. Either way you were sure this was it, being told to head back and find a new branch to work for, he was kicking you out for sure right?

“It’s because you were staring at me with them all so familiar “fuck me” eyes, picturing my out-of-worldly, sexy body.” He chocked out a seductive laugh which was more like an exhale and he leaned forward still grinning like a mad man, like a starving wolf.

“I mean, i’m flattered, I really am. It’s just this meeting was so important.. I cant just let it go unfortunately.” His lidded eyes met yours again as he bit his lip, placing his two hand either side of himself against the table before pushing his weight off. His height growing and towering above you and he took in another deep and slow inhale.

“So here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to get down on your knees, and suck me until i’m satisfied, little soldier.” The world around you froze and your skin and blood melted, your soft cunt burning like melted sugar: sticky and clear.

Your lips parted out of astonishment and you felt Graves stare on your face. His own face hovering closer to yours until his nose pressed against your warm soft cheek. It tickled.

“I said get on your fucking knees,” His hand came from the table behind him and grabbed your head, pushing hard and forcing you to the floor. You winced at the sudden roughness, shocked but scarily turned on. You rose to your knees looking up at him and he smiled down at you before fumbling with his belt.

“And take this dick into that tight little mouth of yours.” He unzipped his flier and pulled down his baggy cargos, leaving on his light gray underwear, the ridge of his hardness visable and his size on show to you. There was a wet spot from where his precum had leaked in his underwear and you almost growled, wanting to place your lips against it and suck his juices out of the moist fabric.

Graves noticed this and a tut fell from his lips. He grabbed the back of your head again before pushing your face and nose against his dick harshly, forcing you to submit to his scent. Shit, that was hot.

He felt himself start to grind against whatever part of your face was pushed against him, your tongue prodded at his clothed balls, massaging them and dampening the cotton material with your saliva. Graves groaned leaking more semen before letting his hold on you go and tugging down his clothing.

His cock sprung out of his underwear, thicker at the top and surprisingly veiny, saliva pooled in your mouth from just the sight of it and you couldn’t resist subconsciously leaning forward, needing to taste him and wrap your mouth around his girth.

He chuckled harshly at how eager his little colleague was, how desperate you were to suck him and taste his meat. Your tongue catching all the precum oozing uncontrollably out of him like a broken pipe.

He was salty and quite bitter but in a good way. Like dark chocolate, strong but appetising and it made your stomach ache in need. You swallowed and swallowed greedily, taking as much of him as you could in your mouth as he huffed and grunted above you.

“Fucking jesus, you’re good. You should disobey more in meetings, little soldier because this is cloud fucking 9!” His voice trembled slightly but all you could do is slobber and moan on his shaft. His skin so tasty and warm, you could feel him throb and twitch. You were leathered on his dick, cockdrunk and crazy for it.

After a few more minutes Graves threw his head back with a groan, his eyes shut and his breathing quickened. His noises were so fucking lewd and effortless, he was free and feeling euphoric; you noticed that. More and more precum dripped on your tongue and you teased his tip, his hips bucking slightly as he trembled pathetically at the pleasure.

“Oh my ‘Gah fuck.. Keep doing that and i’m going to cum.” Your lips gripped the shaft of his cock harder and your cheeks shallowed sucking him in more as you teased his tip fast, bobbing your head. You needed his cum, you needed it now. His taste, his seed, his everything, fuck you needed him everywhere and now your body was trembling. A moan trailed from your mouth as you whimpered on his cock, and he exploded.

His deep, gruffly, American voice cracking as his cum full your mouth making you pull away and choke. The rest spurted and splattered all over your uniform and chin as you swallowed and caught your breath. His salty fluids made your body shudder and your pussy clench around nothing, fucking hell. Graves took a deep breath lazily lifting his head back up to admire how you look.

Cum now dripped and stained down you, cheeks puffed out and eyes so shiny and lustful it looked as if you were about to cry. His dick twitched again at the sight and he let out a small laugh, slipping it back into his ruined underwear and zipping up his cargos.

Without waiting he made his way to the door before stopping himself and turning around to face you. You were now sat on your side, your knees a little red with indents of the floor on them. He ran a hand through the hair stuck to the light layer of sweat on his forehead and he smirked.

“See you out there, little soldier.” And he left the room with a wink.

[mrsphillipgraves]

my friendo on twitter drew this out of nowhere and I’m so 😭😭😭 I love my war criminal husband so much I had to bake him into a cookie bc I miss him fr ☹️🩷

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*clears throat and leans into the mic* oc update. *disappears*

Hey!

So. I figured out a bit more about my shadow company oc, and I need to share it so here’s what it is:

I decided I didn’t want him to be a soldier, we already have plenty of those, and I know we already have a medic. I was originally thinking about making him a cook, because someone has to cook for all this hungry babies, right??? WRONG. They can make their own food for themselves and for others. What these lil fellas really need, is some gosh dang THERAPY. So he’s gonna be a therapist and help his precious buddies😌

As another thing relating to therapy, he’s pretty adamant about them not bottling up their feelings, and finding some way to unleash their feelings. If they don’t want to talk about it, he’s turned an empty office room into a rage room where they can safely destroy things (The walls do not count PIXEL. You will break your fist, PIXEL.) My oc has made sure to provide safety gear, and has had soldiers bring back items from the war zone so that the soldiers can take care of pent up energy.

However, if they DO want to talk about it, he would love to sit down and talk with them! Nothing will be shared outside of his office, and he makes sure that they can feel as comfortable as they can.

He’s also REALLY good with his hands. In a crafty way, of course. He’ll often spend most of his free time making plushies, pillows, bean bags, and other things for soldiers. He’s very skilled, and very sneaky about finding out what soldiers would like, in ways ranging from having others ask about it, to sneaking the question into the end of a session. He’ll often make something for someone while they’re on a mission, and then when they come back, he’ll either give it to them personally, or they’ll find it on their bunk with a little note :) Unfortunately due to the danger that’s normally present on missions, there has been a few times where he’ll be waiting outside of the transport vehicle with the thing he made for them, watching for the soldier to exit, only to find out that they died on the mission. He knows how to handle his own grief of course, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.

I had started thinking about what I wanted his first name to be, (because he’s not a soldier so he doesn’t have a callsign or a number) and the first name that came to mind was Adam, and I couldn’t think of anything else so… he finally has a name now! 🥳 I also decided that his last name will be Takker, which is pronounced ‘Tah-care’

Also, here’s a plushie I decided that he would make based off this dog toy that I found!

Plushie Grandpa Russell the Opossum!! Of course, the head wouldn’t be made of rubber, but I’m sure you get the idea 😅 This is just one of the things that Adam would make, including bean bags and other things. He’s also good at painting and stuff and has even drawn on his knife that he has for self defense so it’s a neat little custom decal knife ^^

I feel like he would definitely enjoy having a family, he in fact has a sweet wife who works part time on weekends and bakes him things to take to work and to his friends, and one adorable little girl who he brings to work on ‘bring your kid to work’ day. Her name is Asher, and she carries around this little unicorn plushie that Adam made for her 🥰

I will eventually draw him. (Eventually could be anywhere from today to 5 years later)

@pampanope @mrsphillipgraves @whitewolfmystery @theseareregularthoughts

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Here's a photo of what the transformers' alt/car mode looks like! (it's even got the initals 'ss' on the front so both names work!)

@pampanope @whitewolfmystery @bellgraves @dustofwarfare @imagoddamnonionmason

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[crazyfandomluver]

So, I need some help with my oc-... what height do you think Adam is? Asking because I did choose a height for him... but it doesn't feel right to me. So, I'm going to do a poll, first we will choose the foot height, then I'll do a second poll with the inch's height

Info post about my oc

Picture Post of my oc

Mutuals tags! (If you're a mutual of mine and I didn't tag you and you want to be tagged in my update posts, let me know!!):

@pampanope @whitewolfmystery @bellgraves @dustofwarfare @imagoddamnonionmason @adlersoldspice @mrsphillipgraves @sweet-samnang @theseareregularthoughts @tw1nkee28 @edenkyubiko @lemons-pears

[mrsphillipgraves]

do you think phillip would be a more trad husband, like traditional values (woman stays at home / man works)?

love your work xx

Definitely not, he definitely wants a wife who has traditional values, but he doesn’t believe in the, “woman stays at home and the man works”.

Graves has met multiple working women in his career, from his time in the military to Farah, Roze and more. He would absolutely love it if his s/o was a soldier and would work alongside him, in fact he would kill for an s/o like that because she could travel with him and stay with him wherever he is.

Though does that mean he wouldn’t be okay if his wife wanted to be an housewife? Absolutely not, he would be happy with whatever his wife wants for herself, what I am trying to say is that he wouldn’t hold a specific belief against her and want her to be a certain way, she can be whatever she feels the most comfortable and happy as, he would be just as happy if his wife wanted to be a housewife as he would be if she wanted to work alongside him.

Even though he would want his wife to hold traditional values because he does and he grew up in such, he wouldn’t want her to be any certain way when it comes to working and being a housewife, he would be perfectly fine and happy with whatever his wife decides is best for her. 🩷

[mrsphillipgraves]

would phillip graves allow his shadow wife to still be friends with 141 after the betrayal? like would she still be able to talk to kate or soap etc?

Now Graves isn’t one to be controlling, he wouldn’t tell his wife, “you cannot speak with them”, but he would dislike it very very much if she did and question her loyalty. Most people don’t understand just how big of a deal that whole situation was for both, Shadow Company and the 141, Graves obviously really dislikes the 141 after they tried to kill him, and considers them an enemy.

When I speak of how much Graves values loyalty when it comes to his significant other, I am not just talking about flirting with other guys or cheating, but also situations like this. He wants an absolutely devoted and loyal significant other. The “Your enemy is my enemy” kind, and he is the same way back, it is definitely not one sided at all.

If his significant other was still speaking with the 141 after all that’s happened, it would lead him to question her loyalty to an extreme level, because that is his enemy, even if things did die down after awhile, he would still not be okay with his significant other remaining contact with the 141. Also, I personally feel even the 141 would not want to remain contact with her as she is Graves��� s/o.

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THANKS FOR THE TAG @xxshadowbabexx and @cntloup !!!

fluorescent adolescent by Arctic Monkeys

bite my tongue by oli sykes and you me at six

sweet by cigarettes after sex

bulls in the bronx by Pierce the veil

doomed by bring the the horizon

catapult by Arctic Monkeys

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6 random songs from my 'On Repeat' Playlist

1. aerials - system of a down

2. hypnosis - sleep token

3. climbing up the walls - viscera

4. the jester's dance - in flames

5. cirice - ghost

6. how i fall apart - currents

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[mrsphillipgraves]

there’s something inside you, it’s hard to explain…

[mrsphillipgraves]

and the best husband award goes to,

Phillip Graves 🩷

(grafia is our ship name, my name is

Afia, so Graves + Afia = grafia 🥺)