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Graves + Shadows Headcanons [Part 2] [Part 3] Words: 585

Unsurprisingly, he's very protective of his Shadows. Yes, they're mercenaries and soldiers and very much capable of looking after themselves, but he will not tolerate it when clients treats his Shadows as expendable. They are his soldiers.

Graves has absolutely gone out of his way to get to know the Soldiers that work under him. He knows each and every one of them by name, a random fact about them and at least one of their interests.

Would and has killed for his Shadows at one point or another and would do it again. The same goes vice versa.

Movie night at least once a month in the rec room is compulsory.

Team bonding exercises/days out are also compulsory. They all need to get along one way or another if they're going to be relying on each out out in the field.

Has offered himself in exchange for the safe return of one of his soldiers who was captured during a mission.

Actually put an age restriction on becoming a Shadow. Being a mercenary isn’t easy and it’s very different to being a soldier in the army. All shadows are over 21 when hired, but even then most are over the age of 25.

Due to the nature of their roles, being injured enough to lose a limb isn’t as rare as Graves prefers. When this happens, he has always made sure the Shadow affected has access to the best medical care as well as prosthetics should they want it. If they decide to leave/retire from Shadow company after that, they are still given access to the best medical care money can buy funded out of Graves' own pocket.

Is surprisingly good at cutting hair! Some Shadows don't feel comfortable having a stranger cut their hair/see their faces underneath their masks if they wear one often. He learnt how to cut hair pretty well from his momma.

HUGE on his Soldiers going to therapy. Some missions are harder than others and especially stressful, it's important his Shadows have a place to vent.

Has several chefs with different specialities in the kitchen who are all able to create and cook nutritional and delicious meals that all cater to everyone’s eating preferences.

Many of the younger Shadows have called him dad at least once by accident. It’s a running gag at this point and Graves always laughs it off and then goes to his room to cry a lil bit.

Expanding on this, a lot of the Shadows view him as a parental/familial figure and Graves prides himself on that fact. He doesn’t see them as his own kids, considering some of them are older than he is, but he definitely considers all of them part of his family.

Further expanding on that, some of the older Shadows have called him 'son' on several occasions and he has caught himself almost calling them dad more than once.

One of his Shadows named their first born son after him. They brought little Phil to base when he was only a few weeks old and let Graves hold the kid and he 100% ugly cried and refused to give the baby back for a solid 2 hours.

Some of his Shadows have kids back at home. Graves has memorised all their names and birthdays and makes sure to send them a little something on their special days. The younger kids calls him Uncle Philly and he absolutely cried when he heard them go “Hi Uncle Philly!” across call once.

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literally me n him!!

cw: gn!reader, brainrot, rough fuck, crying, bit of begging, overstimulation, creampie, bit of fluff, not really angst but comfort, I need him to fuck all the sadness out of me sorry not sorry

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you laid in your shared bed, as you had been the whole day. everything just felt too much and too heavy, your own mind torturing you with overwhelming sadness. you only lifted your head when you heard the keys jingle at the front door, followed by some footsteps and the quiet sound of the keys getting thrown into the bowl next to the door. "Doll?" he called out, your heart fluttering a bit. "Where are you?"

"Up here.." you called back, your voice a little hoarse since you havent talked the whole day. His steps quickly got closer and he entered with a bright smile, which quickly vanished as he saw you lay there.

"Hey.. what's up?" he asked gently, closing the door as if someone might walk in on you. you just shrugged slightly, not even looking at him as he stepped closer to the bed. "Having a hard day?" he asked as he sat down behind you, rubbing your back gently. you nodded slowly and sighed, cursing yourself out for ruining his day internally. Phillip pressed a kiss to the back of your head and sighed softly. "My poor darlin'... is there anything I can do for you?" he asked, he was so caring. For a moment you thought before turning onto your back and looking up at him, then pulling him down by the collar of his blue button up and kissing him deeply.

Graves made a surprised noise, yet quickly caught himself and propped one of his hands up next to your head, the other one cupping your cheek gently. You held the kiss until it got hard to breathe, gasping against his lips to get some air. His forehead was leaned against yours as he took a deep breath. "Jesus..." he muttered under his breath, now looking at you again. For a few seconds you just looked at each other, catching your breath and processing what happened.

"want you.." you finally choked out, your hands finding their way to his strong shoulders. "please.." you pleaded quietly, he furrowed his eyebrows. "Phillip... please.. I need you.. need you to fuck the sadness out of me.. please.." you were begging him at this point, your cheeks lighting up pink with blush.

"I-... you sure baby?" he asked softly, caressing your cheek with his thumb; you nodded frantically.

"please... promise it's okay.." you muttered, he couldn't help but chuckle a little but nod. "dont stop until I tell you to okay? don't wanna be able to think anymore.."

"Anything you want, doll." he said, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before bringing his lips to your neck. soft kisses turned into biting and leaving hickeys on your skin, making breathing harder for you. His chapped lips worked their way down to your shirt, which quickly flew to the ground; he stopped a second to admire your naked torso. "my pretty baby.." he hummed, making you blush even more as he went down to trail kisses down to the rim of your sweatpants. His calloused hands wandered to your hips, playing with the fabric a bit as if he was waiting for your go-ahead to continue. With a quick nod from your side he opened the tie at the front with his teeth before undressing you completely in one go. "Look at you.. so needy already, arent you?" he asked, spreading your legs a bit before trailing his fingers over your hole.

"no- just go in, please.." you huffed, making him look at you in surprise. "can't wait.. please.." Phillip chuckled quietly but nodded, raising his hands for a second before quickly grabbing the lube from the nightstand. His cock was already aching against his pants, he let out a relieved sigh as he finally took it out and began spreading the lube on it generously, not wanting to hurt you.

"you good to go angel?" Graves hummed softly as he crawled over you, sucking on your neck again.

"fuck... yes..." was all you could choke out. Just seconds later his cock was pushing inside you, the burning stretch being overwhelmed by the immense pleasure you were feeling. You whined loudly, your nails digging into the fabric of his shirt, your legs wrapping around his waist already.

"god, you feel so good.." he whispered against your skin, breathing heavily and holding still to let you adjust. He cooed some sweet praise at you as he patiently waited, making sure you were okay, until you gave him the go-ahead. Graves quickly adjusted his position before beginning to slowly thrust into you, groaning loudly with pleasure as if fucking you was the best feeling in the entire world - which it probably was to him. After just a bit of time he could hardly even hold himself back anymore, especially not with your pleas for him to go harder and faster. Hearing you beg for him like that made his head spin, his hips snapping into you quick and roughly, his hands gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were turning white. Within just minutes of the brutal pace you came, whining loudly as tears pricked at your eyes.

Of course, Phillip began slowing down but you violently shook your head. "nonono, dont stop, please phillip.. need your cock inside me... please.." you babbled, goosebumps scattering over his body. His pace picked back up, thrusting into you and ruining your little hole, hitting the good spots over and over; hot tears streaming down your face.

"Does that feel good sugar?" he huffed, getting closer just by the sight of you. You sobbed loudly and nodded, babbling little thank you's, pleas to go on and whatnot. It made him chuckle between his moans, seeing you feel this good almost immediately sending him over the edge. "fuck.. gonna cum.." he muttered, pulling back slightly before you stopped him.

You locked your legs around his waist tightly and pushed him back into you, crying out as his cock hit a good spot. "no, please- don't pull out-" you begged, grinding your hips against his desperately. This made him snap, his head was now completely empty except the thought of filling you up and making you feel good. He sloppily continued thrusting, huffing and groaning as he shot his load into you, the hot feeling sending you over the edge yet again.

you were spasming around him, your legs shaking slightly as they slid down from his body - and yet Phillip didn't stop. His groans turned into slightly high pitched moans, his face was buried into your neck again where he was biting and sucking much less gently than before. You felt the familiar feeling of everything being just a little too much creep up in your stomach, sobbing and crying as he fucked his cum deeper into you. It felt like hours when he finally stopped, his hips shaking as he only lazily grinded into you while sucking on your neck. One last time he bit down harshly, shooting yet another load inside you - his body going limp on top of you. Both of you took deep breaths, trying to get down from your high and calm down.

"feeling better, doll?"

"mhm..."

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