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My yumeship Colonel Void or Skylar Winston and Lieutenant Ghost, Simon Riley.

some graves angst perhaps?

what’s the fun in having a blorbo if you don’t put him through the horrors™ every now and then?

If its not too much trouble, id love to request phillip graves being all comfy and cozy!! Id love to see your take on his lounge wear 😂

Uhh my take is kinda boring haha 🥲 i imagine that he’s always busy and around other people that he doesn’t have the time or freedom to get properly comfy

his loungewear would probably just be a rotation of a warm jacket + t shirt + soft enough pants/shorts. shadow company issue probably heee

part 1/3

Translation:

Question: Why are you so angry at Elias that you decided to take revenge not only on him, but also on his children? Is it only about the betrayal, or is there something else involved?

translate: Rorke freezes. The hum of the bunker's ventilation suddenly seems deafening. He doesn't look at his interlocutor—his gaze is fixed on the wall where, once, in another life, their shared operation map hung. His voice, when he begins to speak, is devoid of its usual metallic edge—it's hoarse, almost confessional.

"We weren't just a team. We were... symmetry. He was the order. I was the shadow that carried it out. We understood each other without words. Knew what the other was feeling in the lull before the assault. It was... synchronicity. Far more dangerous than trust."

He slowly pulls out from his breast pocket not a weapon, but a crumpled black-and-white photograph. In it are two young soldiers by a helicopter. Elias is looking into the frame, smiling. Rorke is looking at him. On the back—faded coordinate numbers and a smudged inscription: "Behind you. Always."

hello!! here’s some graves with child 👶

*They think of each other as dumbass*

🪦 (His cigarette smells like girl's...)

🐯 (He is sitting with his legs crossed wtf...)

🪦 Hey~ Horangi, you did well. Are you interested in Shadow Company?

🐯 Umm~ I don't wanna die early lol

🪦 Nice joke ^^

*real mind*

🪦 (I'm sure you'll gonna die soon even if it's not my company.)