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The 141 walk in one Barracks!bunny Graves teasing Bunny!reader, and he ends up getting punished while reader gets the full princess treatment next to him :((

I missed Barracks Bunnies! Graves and Reader :((

While all the 141 and Shadow Company men get to fuck you, they still are fighting over you like wild beasts so jealousy isn't all that uncommon among them :((

Graves while a Bunny too, he's known for being a teasing little shit who will yap and complain about everything because 'he's the man in charge' just to rile the men up, that doesn't exclude fucking with you too, their princess :((

Just imagine how stunned and then quickly pissed the men would be when they barged into your room because they heard some 'weird' noises and they found Philip thrusting into you from behind, your hips up in a perfect arch, your ass on show and Phil fucking into you while loud groans and growls escape him, almost on the brink of cumming but before any of you could reach your peak, Philip was roughly grabbed from behind and pulled out of you by one of his Shadows while you started whining but were quickly shushed by Price :((

They would comment on 'their bunnies breeding without permission' before laying you both out on your backs and sliding into your holes as you and Phil moan and hold hands while taking the rough thrusts :(

→ ⋆୨୧ ;; 𝐘 𝐎 𝐔 𝐀 𝐑 𝐄 𝐔 𝐍 𝐅 𝐈 𝐗 𝐀 𝐁 𝐋 𝐄

→ ⋆୨୧ ;; when he calls, he doesn’t call for her, he calls for you.

→ ⋆🩰 ;; cheater!phillip , phillip cheating on reader but thinks sex can make up for it , NEVER GET WITH A CHEATIN’ MAN ! ! , c^nnulingus , lana’s shades of cool is perfect for this.

he didn’t even try to cover the lipstick mark on his neck. it was there, waving hello to you. it was also reminding you that you needed to leave him. that you didn’t need to put up with him anymore.

“thought you’d be asleep, darlin’.” he walks over to you. “c’mere.” he leans in to kiss you, but your hands raises to push him away from you. you couldn’t even look him in the eyes. if you did, you’d forget about leaving him.

“sweetheart, she doesn’t mean anything.” he lies. “if she doesn’t, then why do you keep going to her?” you counter. he knew you were right. if she didn’t mean anything to him, why go back?

“i come home to you everyday, right? why does anything else matter?” he leans in closer, “look at me.” you shake your head, “sweetheart, look at me.”

when you shook your head again, he got frustrated. “just look at me!” he takes your jaw and forces your eyes to meet his.

“look, i don’t love her. i love you. and only you.” he pulls you into a kiss. “fuck her, she’s not my wife.” his hands caress your waist. “you’re my wife.” he says between kisses. “come on, baby. say you love me.”

the moment you looked into his eyes, every thought you had was thrown out. his charming smirk, his vague country accent. it was all too much for you. that’s why you fell in love with him.

you melt as his thumb rubs on the apple of your cheek. “that’s ma girl.” he smirks in the kiss.

his arms circle around your thighs, taking you to your shared bedroom. “don’t ever leave me.” he rolls your bottoms off of you. “ever.” you couldn’t say you wouldn’t because you knew deep down that you would. you needed to.

he rests your bare legs on his shoulders, looking down at you. “i love you, baby.” he kisses from your ankle down to your inner thigh. “i love you so much.” the top of his tongue drags on the mound of your cunt. you squirm at his teasing actions.

his lips wrap around your bud. “fuck.” you silently whimper. your thighs squeeze around his head, making him laugh. “i’m the only one that can make you feel this way, darlin’.” he licks a stripe between his slit.

you clenched around nothing. phillip noticed. “you want somethin’?” he chuckles. you nod. he sticks his finger in you, thrusting as he continued to lick you up. your eyes rolls back as the band in your stomach began to tear. “you close, sweetheart?” he teases. his tongue flicks at your clit, getting you closer.

the band finally ripped. your juices sprayed out, damping his face and the sheets below you. he pulled back, his lower face glistening.

“don’t leave my sweetheart. please. i can be better.” but you knew those were meaningless words. he couldn’t be fixed. he was just…graves.

why r you such a good writer wtf i love your work 😭😭 i was wondering if you wrote for graves? if so, i was wondering if you could please write smth about the reader being higher military (like a colonel/ssg or something) and is KIA but the actually faked it so they waltz in when graves is grieving?

→ ⋆ title ୨୧ ;; HEROES NEVER DIE

→ ⋆ synopsis ୨୧ ;; graves has yet to figure out your abrupt disappearance after a mission. → ⋆ notes ୨୧ ;; faked death, angst with a full ending, colonel!reader, forgive me . i don’t know shit about the military but my dad’s in it if it counts😭 , i wrote this at 5 am so bear with me , the reader’s race , ethnicity, hair , or looks are not specified

“you know i like that shit!” you exclaim, proud of your soldiers. the shadow company and phoenix force had orders to come together for a save-and-rescue mission in bangkok. a new terrorist organization had disturbed the peacefulness of the residents of their home country

during the multiple operations for the shadow company and phoenix force coming together, graves took a liking to you. it was hard for him to crack your code. you were a woman of morals. work was the most important thing to you.

and falling in love in a work area? not ideal. but, it was graves. he always got what he wanted.

“uh, ya know you got that from me, right?” phillip struts over to you, a hand on his hip. “that just means i hang out with you too much.” you smile, popping a hip out. “c’mere, colonel.” phillip pulls you by one of your loose hooks on your vest, kissing you.

before he could see it, a red dot centered right on your forehead. “mo—”

pang

blood splattered all over graves. he was…confused. what just happened? why can’t he move? why is he breathing so hard right now?

he scrambled to your body, staring at the large bullet hole in your forehead. whoever it was had it out for you.

“no, no, no!” he wiped the blood spilling from your lips. “you can’t. you can’t die.” this was the first time you would see him vulnerable. and the moment wouldn’t even last long.

you weakly lift your arm, caressing his cheek. “it’ll all make sense one day.”

those were the last words you spoke to him. they didn’t make sense. he’d understand? wha—where you supposed to die? was this planned before? where you in on it?

6 years had passed. you were assumed dead by many. you haven’t been seen by anyone. all anybody knew that you were KIA. graves refused to give details during debrief. he didn’t want to remember his lover dying in his arms.

he shook his head at the thought, turning back to his computer. general shepard had sent him some files and forms to look at. he wished to be at his house, laying in his bed and staring at the ceiling. like he’s been doing for years now. but duty calls.

“knock knock, commander.”

he sighed, not wanting to be bothered for the day. maybe even the rest of his career. “it’s open.” he groaned. “well, you haven’t changed a bit, have you?” you chuckle.

his head snapped towards you. he couldn’t believe it. did the government clone you? is this real right now?

he could care less. he missed you like hell and he finally has you in front of him. “you’re fucking alive!” he pushes his chair back, running around his desk to hug you. “jesus, you’re alive.” he sobs, pulling you closer. he puts his hand in your hair, squeezing it to make sure this is real and not a dream.

“phillip, i’m—” “i don’t care what happened,” he sniffles, “i’m just glad you’re alive.”

his tears soak the top part of your tee. but you didn’t mind. you knew how much graves was hurting inside. if it were up to you, you would’ve never faked your death.

“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, graves. i didn’t want to.” you explained. the last thing you wanted was for him to hate you. “i know, honey. i know.” his voice cracks. “don’t leave me again. swear you won’t.” he pulls a few pieces of your hair behind your ear.

“i promise.”

Omg option A, I’m a sucker for a forbidden romance, how ghost knows the farmers daughter is off limits, but even then still flirts with her, it isn’t until bull rider graves comes along that ghost is finally shooting his shot ;)

Ghost is so so pissed when he sees that smirking fuck walking around like he owns the world, all cocksure and boisterous witha winning smile he flashes your way. And the worst part? You always fluster and giggle, chirping a 'Hello Mr. Graves!' at him which only serves to make Philip grin more.

Simon knows that realistically it'd be Graves who your father would rather see you marry; he may be older too but it's Graves who's the wealthy guy who inherited his father's land and fortune, the golden boy whom everyone either likes or is jealous off, the handsome blonde bullrider with many golden trophies to show off-you get the picture.

But does it deter Ghost even slightly? Fuck no. He may not have the wealth and land but in his eyes he's the perfect candidate for your husband! He's strong like an ox, hard muscles covered with a layer of fat to keep the cold away, he's experienced, huge and healthy; probably more fertile than that show-off too, he'd father you many healthy offspring for you to nurture and love :((

Omg,,, that shit with graves ,,,

imagine you, a recently divorced person and Graves is working your case or whatever and feelings get caught in between 😩😩

I kinda wanna write this up now 🗣️🗣️

Edit ; it’s in the wips LMAO

masterlist

smut is tagged with ☆

harry potter:

call of duty:

könig

first time w könig blurb ☆

sub! könig riding blurb ☆

simon ‘ghost’ riley

rough mission? give your bf some head! ☆

johnny ‘soap’ mactavish

john price

lust for life (professor price x student reader) ☆

alejandro vargas

alejandro vargas x thiccckkkk reader ☆

philip graves

oneshots + hcs

141 + könig react to you wearing thigh highs ☆

141 + könig, alejandro,n rudy with thick thighed s/o

141 + alejandro rudy konig graves with plus size s/o

house m.d:

dr gregory house

robert chase

your houses kid and he just wants to treat u good

james wilson

u just wanna have fun but james is mean :(

clear your mind ☆

allison cameron

house is spying on you, cute lovey dovey w my girl

spider-man atsv:

miguel o’hara

a jealous man ☆

riding miguel drabble ☆

brat ☆

hobie brown

music to his ears ☆

peter b. parker

miles morales

earth 42! miles x reader fluff

pavitr prabhakar

the outer banks:

rafe cameron

Hey love, could you write ab what the 141+ Alejandro, könig, and graves would be like with a plus size S/O

141 + könig alejandro rudy n graves with a plus size s/o

a little bit of suggestive content, nothing tooo bad

john price adores you. all of you. like seeing you throw yourself into his arms after a long day, placing his hands on your plush curves brings him immediate peace. he also lovesss it when you wear skimpy little outfits that show you off, he feels like he’s winning in life.

simon riley loves your face the most out of every one of your body parts. he thinks you’re simply breathtaking. from the way you cheeks are rounded to the way your smile never seems to fade. you’ll definitely be the death of him.

johnny mactavish is just in love with how you hold yourself together. it’s truly not even about your looks, just your energy. the way you’ve never given a second thought about ignorant comments, to the way you’ll always get what you want.

kyle garrick loves your body so much. like coming home after a long day and you’re ready to just snuggle until you both fall asleep. of course, he loves being a big spoon. but when you big spoon omg that does something to him. he just feels so content with your warmth surrounding him and he’s so happy your his.

könig loves to just engulf you into his arms. you’ll complain and whine all you want for him to put you down but he doesn’t care. especiallyyyyyy if you argue with him that he can’t pick you up, because ouuu baby, he don’t like that. have fun being in his arms (and under him) for the whole night.

alejandro vargas loves how defined your curves are. it drives him crazy when you wear clothes that enhance them. like this man actually dies. he’ll keep hand on your waist as much as he can, occasionally wandering down further when he gets a litttlllleeee needy for waiting so long.

rudy parra is basically just in love with you. like everything about you. your mind, your shape, your voice, your thoughts. he’s just infatuated with you. he hates it when you talk bad about yourself in any way, because he sees you as his perfect angel.

philip graves is def your number one supporter. like you bought a new mini skirt? bet your ass looks so good in it. decided to try out a new hairstyle? it really makes your gorgeous face stand out. anything you do just know he’s got a sign that says “THAT'S MY GIRL”