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Ghost: My hand would match nicely
(Y/n): Excuse me!?

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(Y/n) getting ready: Damn I don't have a necklace to match this~
Ghost: My hand would match nicely
(Y/n): Excuse me!?
MW men reacting to you wanting a baby
Ghost 💀
(Y/n): Can we please have a baby?
Ghost: Eat shit, I'm not putting a demon in you.
Soap 🧼
(Y/n): I really want a baby Soap.
Soap: Let's go to the baby shop then.
Gaz 😶
(Y/n): Gaz, I want a baby~
Gaz: I'm a baby!
Graves 🐍
(Y/n): Can we have a baby?
Graves: I can pick up one next week, what colour do you want?
Price 💰
(Y/n): Honey, I want a baby
Price: Mine?
(Y/n): Yeah, who else's?
Price: Simon's.
Soap: Hey, do you guys think I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?
(Y/n): You're a danger to society.
Ghost: And a wuss, do 20.
*(Y/n) kisses Ghost on the mask*
Ghost: Disgusting.
Ghost: Do it again.
Graves: Sorry about betraying you and your amigos
(Y/n): If you were really sorry you'd untie me.
Graves: You enjoyed being tied up last night.
(Y/n): You motherfu-
Graves: You look so cute when you're mad doll~
2 Shadows cringing on the other side of the room
Shadow 1: I'm gonna give up repaying my college debt.
Shadow 2: I'm gonna hand in my notice.
Shadow 1: We deserve better man!
Shadow 2: We fuckin' do bro
They walk hand-in-hand as they leave to start their new life together in Mexico
Graves: Hey ya'll, anyone tryna' catch the soccer game?
(Y/n): Shat up fam' or I'll knock yowr teeth out!
Soap: Aye I'll be joinin' ya if he keeps his mouth runnin'
Ghost: Fuckin' Americans
Gaz: Bruvs jus' lookin' for a fight
Graves looks at Price: Was it somethin' I said?
Price: I'd run if I were you.
OMG DO YOU WRITE FOR GRAVESS??? (I can fix him fr I swear).
IFFF soo, could you write a graves x reader, where she/they(can be gn or fem, whatever u r more comfortable with), get(s) captured along with Valeria?
During the time being interrogated, reader flirts with Graves, and he's kinda flustered? though he'd probably not get flustered at all.
sorry for my bad english btw😭
Omg YESS!! Graves is my boy, I wanna watch him squirm 😈 so happy other people love him the way I do~
Hope you like it xx
。゚•┈୨♡୧┈•゚。
Graves x F!reader
Warning(s): Graves, flirting, sexual tension🔥🔥
"There's no gettin' out of here, you might as well tell us everything ya'know sweetheart". You raised your head, shifting your gaze from the floor to your captive, Commander of the Shadow company AKA Phillip Graves.
You let out a little chuckle as he paces around the room "Why would I wanna leave? I've got quiet the view right here~". You give him a quick wink as he rests his hands on his waist.
His mouth motions into a slight pout, he wasn't expecting you to be so forward in your circumstances.
"Commander don't look so surprised, I'm sure girls are gunning for you left and right". Graves kept his eyes glued on you, he wasn't going to let your words get into his head.
"How about you shut that pretty mouth of yours". He pauses as he makes his way towards you, resting his hand around on ypur shoulder "Unless you have something valuable to say"
"I can think of several ways you could shut me up". You slowly lick your lips as you maintained your gaze on his bright blue eyes.
Graves was the first to shift his eyes away, he couldn't face you when you looked at him like that, he turns around, standing directly behind you, trying to keep some composure. He runs his free hand over his face, wiping the few trails of sweat on his forehead, the grip on your shoulder tightend due to his frustration. The room felt so hot for him all of a sudden, he debaited taking off his vest but he wasn't letting you win against him with your flirty comments or your enchanting gaze.
"Cat got your tongue Sir? You're awfully quite, you can't hide from me~". He couldn't see your face but he knew you had a grin plastered all over it, why were you running through his mind? He was the one interrogating but you had him wrapped around your finger.
"Maybe if you ask nicely with thoes puppy dog eyes, I'll reward you with some intel, how does that sound hmm?". He swung around the chair and placed both arms down on your wrists that rested on the arms of the chair.
"This ain't no joking matter doll!". He shouts, his face only a few inches away from yours, you could feel his ragged breathing on your lips, and his chest heaving slightly, he smelled like gunpowder and cinnamon, his blue eyes glimmered in the dimly lit room.
"Oh I'm dead serious, how about we call a truce? I'm sure you'd love to blow off some steam, right?".
Graves bit down on his lip, his eyes narrowed towards you, he couldn't deny it any more, he was slowly falling indeed your spell.
You slowly raised your hand towards him, his hand still linked onto your wrist, you gently placed your palm onto him caressing his face with your fingers, tenderly tracing over the scars along his cheek.
"Are you afraid you might like it too much?". You asked as the gap between your lips drew closer and closer, you closed your eyes as you leaned in and could feel Graves pull you in by your wrists, his lips softly touched yours for a second only for you to pull away last minute.
"Oh were you expecting something else?". His face was bright red, he looked at you in a mix of frustration and betrayal. He clenched his jaw as you smiled back at him, he was speechless, his head swung down in defeat, he played right into your hands like a love sick puppy and he knew it.
"Don't look so down Commander, I ment every single word".
"You're a cruel woman (Y/n), ya'know that?". Your hand met his chin and you slowly raised it to reunite with his gaze.
"Love is cruel, don't you think?".
Price: Good job Sargent (Y/n)
(Y/n): Thanks dad
Gaz: Did you just call the Cpt, dad?
(Y/n): What? No I didn't, I said 'thanks man'
Soap: We heard'ya say dad lassy
Price: (Y/n) do you see me as a father figure?
(Y/n): No if anything I see you as a bother figure, 'cause your always bothering me.
Ghost: Oi don't talk to your Father like that!
Ghost standing in the corner
(Y/n): Wtf are you doing ?
Ghost: He's coming
Soap crashes through the door: SCOTLAAAAND FORRREEEVAAAA
How well would they style your hair
Characters: Ghost, Soap, Graves.
Ghost 💀
He makes it seem so easy, French plat, buns, curls, straighten, anything you can think of, he's your man, literally.
He's a natural, he knows how to use his hands (wink wink) and he will always be there if you're having a bad hair day.
What you don't know is that he secretly watches tutorials when he gets a chance, he won't ever admit to it, he's gonna take it with him to the grave.
Soap 🧼
This beautiful man gets an A for effort, he tries his best.
He volunteers to help with your hair but has no clue what he's doing, he couldn't tie a basic pony tail to save his life but you love him none the less.
All he's trying to do is play with your hair, he loves the way it feels when he brushes it out with his finger, and he knows you love it too (Big puppy dog energy)
Graves 🐍
Do not trust this man, he will burn the whole house down trying to figure out how to turn on the straighter.
Will call your hair utensils, gizmos.
Does not understand what knots are and will accidently make you cry when he brushes your hair out.
Price: Is Graves sleeping or dead?
(Y/n): Hopefully dead, I hated his guts.
Soap: So do I, fuckin' git!
Graves: Ok first of all, fuck ya'll-
They find you singing along to your favourite song
Characters: Ghost, Soap, Graves and Gaz.
Ghost 💀
He prefers the silence because nothing can distract him, his guard is always up even if he isn't on a mission.
As he walks by your room he stops to listen to your voice, it soothes him, for a few minutes he can feel your voice warming his heart, he wants to knock on your door and get as close as he can but he's not sure if he should.
"Oh Simon? What are you doing stood out here all alone? Did you need somethi- wait was I being too loud?". He had been taken aback and hadn't even realised you were stood right beside him, you had no idea the way you made him feel, he was completely starstruck.
"...no, your voice, it's beautiful"
Soap 🧼
He's glued to you constantly so when he searches around the base to be back at your side he follows the sound of your sweet voice, even if you can't sing very well he will still love your voice unconditionally, he's just so in love with you.
He walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist as you both sway in beat to the song, he doesn't know the song but he does know it's your favourite so he hums along and tries to sing with you but ultimately fails which results in you both giggle.
"Don't stop singin' luve, I wanna hear yur voice"
Graves 🐍
Much like Ghost he prefers silence, maybe turn the radio on low volume occasionally in his office but he's always got things to do and issues to solve, he's got the shadow company to worry about after all.
So when he takes a break from work he passes by your office and pokes his head in to catch a glimps of you, only to find you with your headphones on singing away.
He stands by the door, leaning against it as he watches you with a smile on his face. He slowly pulls out his phone and records you, just a little something to watch when work gets him down.
"What a doll~"
Gaz 🎖
He knows you like the back of his hand, completely smitten over you, so of course he's gonna know the lyrics, word for word to your favourite song.
He'd be coming back from training with Price and would hear you in your shared apartment, you were cooking up dinner whilst singing to yourself, your favourite song playing in the back.
To get your attention he'd start singing along behind you and you'd turn quickly welcome him home with a warm embrace.
"You've got this song stuck in my head babe"
No one seems to be talking about Phillip 'Twink' Graves, as much as we all hate his guts with a passion this man makes me question all my morals and values in life. How can I stay mad at this man when he's whispering in my ear saying 'Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby...' LIKEE OKAAAY SIR, LEMME SUCK YOU SHADOW COC- Pardon my vulgar tongue- Although this man is a bitch ass snake, I'd like to come home to him, maybe it's the Stockholm syndrome in me talking but fucccck I want to have his kids so much, being in a relationship with this snake would be toxic as hell but he'd always try to make it up to you, you keep telling yourself this is the last straw but then you find yourself on your knees sucking him dry JUST TO HEAR HIM PRAISE YOU LIKE 'I'LL BE YOUR GOOD GIRLLLL'. This man is making my life a living hell because he ain't in it, thanks for listening to my TedTalk.
Graves: I said I'm sorry (Y/n)
(Y/n): You said my fish was in a better place??
Graves: And that's the truth honey~
(Y/n): HOW IS MY STOMACH BETTER ??
Graves: Look on the bright side, at least your together.
Soap unbottons shirt: It's fuckin hot out 'ere
(Y/n): So why are you taking off my shirt?
Can we talk about how down bad John 'Soap' McTavish would be. He is such a slutty man and he knows it, he's got the bod, the cheeky grin and he's got a hot tongue, like anything he says just makes you cream on the inside (and out). He will wrap you around his finger and tease the ever loving shit out of you, Soap is such a sly dog and will stop and nothing to shower you in ways you wouldn't even expect, forget about the deadly weapon in his pants, my man spits fire and he's got you all blushed up and heart throbbing. Just let him live between your thighs and he will worship you, CANON.
Farah: Can he be trusted? (Y/n): Without a doubt .
You both look back at Soap trying to balance a gun on his head.
(Y/n): On second thought, we're doomed.