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would y'all like to see makarov and his konnis as duckies or graves and his shadows as duckies.. or perhaps both ?

Y'all really like the shadows more, huh? 😭

would y'all like to see makarov and his konnis as duckies or graves and his shadows as duckies.. or perhaps both ?

they're finally here... and Graves is bald lmaooo get them at the redbubble shop <3

i need more ducky ideas :( hand the characters over pls

also maybe different fandoms if y'all want different ducky stickers...

catboy luci as an apology for not posting !

all I could think abt since I saw the post.

Phillip Graves Headcanons

Starting with the obvious - this man is southern as hell - probably owns at least three pairs of cowboy boots and 6 different hats.

Grew up working on his wealthy daddy's farm and stables.

His family still own the farm, the stable - the town they're in relies largely on the family.

So naturally Graves was born hardworking but he was entitled as fuck. Duh.

He loves the heat. Hates the rain. Adores horses and owns two of his own.

Will forever say no one can ever beat his mama's cooking.

Because he is 100000% a mummas boy.

Probably got away with all sorts of shit as a kid and teen just because his mama would be squished his cheeks and said 'not my precious boy!'

Thinks America is the best place on earth and will slander anywhere else - "Can't nothing beat America, greatest country in the world!"

I'm sorry but this man would probably support trump lol say what you want but he is more right wing leaning - we know he's a dick.

Expects a stay at home wife who raises his five kids and cooks him meals from his mammas recipe book.

When he's at home he drives an obnoxious pickup truck with america stickers on the back.

Will settle down with a bottle of southern comfort every night and probably watch old gameshows.

No interest in sports what so ever unless his kids do any.

Definitely that dad to do whatever he can to make his kids get ahead. This wouldn't exclude threatening other parents or cheating.

"Anything for my little rascals."

Has a stag head on the wall. Loves hunting. Takes his kids and teaches them. Fishing, too.

Invites all his shadows round on 4th July for a big ass barbecue.

Possesive and jealous as fuck! Don't even breathe in another direction or this man is grabbing your face and staring you down as he reminds you quietly you are his.

Will happily dispose of a body if they look at you wrong.

If you have an attitude? Whew! Battle of wills - constant fucking fighting but he kinda likes it secretly.

Wants you to sass him so he can put you over his knee and get the ropes and paddle out.

Slightly sadistic in bed. Just a smidge.

Country music! Nothing else. Hates the modern stuff. If it isn't 80's/90's country then he is turning it right off.

Part of the neighbourhood watch and shit.

Look this man is a wanker lol but that's why we like him! And he'll charm the shit out of you even if you hate him!

🥵🥵🥵🤰🏾🤰🏾🤰🏾

the father who stepped up

cw: age gap, step-cest, dub-con, forced impregnation, breeding, daddy kink, degradation, graves sucks as a step-father, dead dove-don't eat

well, weren't you just a beauty? graves could understand why he simply couldn't control himself around you. it was an obsession. that was why he hated when you left for the new school year. summer was coming to an end, which meant he didn't see you for many weeks while you were out of town for school. it honestly broke his heart.

he didn't hate your mother, after all he did marry her. but he wanted a newer model. and that was where you came in. at home for the summer. it started out slow, when your mother was out of the house he'd put kisses all over you. then he groped your breasts and ass. until finally you crumbled into him.

then the true fun began. almost every night in your childhood bedroom he rammed his hard cock into you. he watched your breasts bounce with the force of his fucking. he often had to put a hand over your mouth to keep from being too loud.

you weren't even in your mid-twenties and he was having thoughts about leaving your mother and marrying you. he hoped by that point you had a sweet little belly. a sign that he was the only man who ever got to seed you. the thoughts raced in his mind often, even when he wasn't fucking you into the double mattress.

he hated that you had to leave soon, but if anything it made him want to get you pregnant faster. his voice was a low purr in your ear as he said, "you like that, sugar? you like when daddy fucks you nice and good?" then gave you a hard slap on the ass. the house was empty expect for the two of you.

he currently had you on your elbows and knees with your face buried in the pillow and your ass in the air. your tight heat was constricting his cock while made him feel hot all over. he got rougher when he was drinking, the drive to impregnate his step-daughter only became more intense after a few drinks in him.

and after all, you two were home alone so he could finish in you as many times as he wanted or needed. you were on cloud nine with the feeling of his cock stretching your more intimate area in a position that left you vulnerable to pregnancy.

"yeah, daddy wants a full house. and you got a lot of time left to give me all the kids i want. leave school and be my bride, sweetheart." he purred.

you whimpered, "I can't, it's my last year." you wiggled a little but it only enticed him more. you moaned into the covers and arched your back further as he got more aggressive with his thrusts.

he yanked your hair and pulled your head up, he leaned forward to your ear and said, "see, that's the problem. you don't get a say. you're mine, and nothing is going to stop me from breeding that sweet little cunt of yours." he said matter of factly.

you gripped onto the covers and felt butterflies in your stomach. the bed creaked with each of his movements and his heavy breathing was hot in your ear.

he chuckled and gripped your strands closer to the scalp, "you're mine, and once biology works its magic and you end up saddled with a few of my kids you'll see it my way. this is better for you than any degree." he then pushed your head back into the pillow and kept you there by your neck as he continued to ram his cock into you.

it felt like heaven, like the sweetest euphoria he could ever have. he never had it when he fucked your mother. only your sweet pussy left him yearning for more. he knew he'd still want it, even after a little wear and tear from having his big babies.

he continued to thrust in and out of you. he held you down and had his way with you. he was glad you were slowly seeing the picture. he let go of your neck, assured you were going to stay down and his hand trailed along your stomach.

he got aroused further by the idea of you being the most perfect wife for him. he'd cut up your credit card, burn all your shoes and keep that belly nice and full. you only had to rely on him. he was a traditional man and he'd take care of what was his. most times he would consider himself a gentleman, but it was hard to argue for it when he has your back arched and your pussy full. his cock bullied your cervix.

you whimpered and moaned, you clawed at the bed as it hit against the wall. such a sweet symphony. graves' cock twitched inside of you at the idea of you wearing his shirts to cover your swollen middle.

in all fairness you could be nude in your shared home, no one would see you. there wouldn't be a neighbor for miles. whatever his little wife felt comfortable in.

with a few more hard thrusts he finished inside of you, then laid his chest against your back, smothering you. he reached for your pussy and played with your clit as your hole contracted around his still hard cock.

you flailed and tried to move away but he kept you pinned down as he placed with your nub. eventually orgasm crashed down on you like rain and your felt a moan be pulled from your mouth before you felt the energy leave you.

you laid on the bed, soft and limp. but graves wasn't done. your mother would be home in an hour, he thought he could get at least two more orgasms in before he felt content with his breeding.

he slapped your ass once more and growled in your ear, "look alive, sugar, i ain't done with you."

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you came back that winter break with a slight slope in your belly. all graves could do was smile by the rim of his scotch glass. he could feel the twitch in his pants, especially when your hand went to the bump. he knew, no words needed to be spoken.

he had planted his seed in his step-daughter, and soon he'll suggest that you take some time off school to raise that little baby. after all his brats weren't going to be raised without a mother.

xoxo, bunny

Ебучий

I've seen that t-shirt on pinterest and decided to draw it on graves........

Roach is my favorite little cryptid like fella

Roach in Las Almas what will he do

For some reason, I feel like Philip Graves would try and call Zoey the g-slur on numerous occassions

Only to be met with either death glares from her or pull an interrupting cow on him

Work’s been kicking my ass lately, so I destress by drawing COD meme redraws

Graves fics from other creators

Red= dark fic

Orange- fem reader

Green- g/n Reader

Purple- male reader

? - I'm not exactly sure

(I'll keep adding DONT get mad bc there may be more than others..)

War is over and what have we done p5 - @akingdomscrypt

Past present future - @coyote-with-a-keyboard

Over Stimulation with graves - @captainfern

Go fuck yourself graves - @gaycragula

Throat mics - @tocka-ibris

Your being… detained - @writersdrug

Graves and his housewife s/o - @lunarw0rks

Graves x shadow - @spicyspiders

Learn how to take a joke - @mr-bas00nist

To innocent for graves - @last-starry-sky

Dividers from - @cafekitsune

Header from - Pinterest

Happy Fourth of July drink responsibly and be safe!

Merry 4th of July

(This is not mine!)

Gotta show appreciation for my little Americans 😘