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Title: another duck joins the flock
Fandom: FAHC
Character(s): Geoff, Michael
Rating: T
Warning(s): blood, handcuffs
Wordcount: 728
Summary: Or how the Fakes gained their most famous muscle. [tidied up/expanded this never-to-be-posted fahc wip for whumptober]


“Lieutenant Jones.” The redhead was staring with pointed focus at the table. He looked like he was just a kid. Baby faced. Pretty bangin’ sideburns, but all that did was make him look even more like a thug. The man speaking rubbed a hand against his own scruffy cheeks. “Twenty-five. Specialized in hand-to-hand and proficient with a short blade.” The fastest way to test the merit of someone was to twist the knife. And the leader of the Fakes was so very good at twisting it. “No family, no loved ones. Nobody to use as leverage.” The young man’s shoulders hunched over just a little. Good. Good. He still had emotions. Maybe there was hope to take him in and forge him into something more than just a common thug.

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I’m still working on my family soulmarks au

And like

I’m stuck on what marks Fiona and Geoff might give. If y’all could give a theme for marks each of them might give, what do you think they would be?

It could be literally anything. From a color to like a specific thing they can all do (like things that can fly) to an animal, literally anything. A type of food…

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Geoff being a young cop in Los Santos trying to make difference in the city - He fails and loses hope. His friend has become corrupt, no one believes in him - he’s alone. He’s about to call it quits when he meets Jack. She’s a petty criminal with heart of gold. She steals to give to others in need.

She tells Geoff that he dosen’t need to be a cop to make change. That he can help people if he’s willing to get his hands dirty.

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boy/lad. (a tribute  to mogar.)

look at how far you’ve come.
you’re no longer a boy
on the streets
playing with rock and dust;

you are a lad
in a fancy suit
playing with fire and lives.

and you are immortal.

running from bullets,
laughing at explosions,
breathing in smoke,
stepping on glass,
drenched in blood.

you are immortal.

you’re standing on the roof
wind in your hair,
mud on your face,
dynamite in your hands,
crew by your side.

you are immortal.

or so it feels like.
you light another cigarette;
you’d rather kill yourself,
than let them get to you.

32 notes · See All The Raging Fiona Nova In the list of FAHC Playlists of mine (while there are some songs that aren’t really like her personality, it’s what I picture would play when she goes into a rage.) also the song “Fire and Gold” is supposed to be referring to The Duo of Gavin & Fiona. (Purely platonically)


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on my last blog. the only discourse i ever got into was about trans fahc jack.

so. im gonna talk about trans jack. AND trans michael!!!

i don’t rly know where trans fahc michael came from for me, like my brain just decided. hm yes. he’s gonna have a nice dynamite binder (drawing to come). but regardless. he ended up joining the crew before transitioning and by the time he legally and medically started, the crew was pretty well established and had some good power. so, of course, he had geoff and gavin literally erase his deadname off the face of the fuckin earth and get him a false birth certificate. theyre a supportive crew, damnit!! no one even remembers his dead name at this point. he originally wanted to go stealth for personal comfort reasons, but he ended up being a little more on the ‘oh fuck yea i love my trans body fuck cishets’ side after a while (no one on the crew is cishet, this is the hill i will die on), so he was definitely on and off about top surgery until he realized binding could be a liability in hostile situations. comfortable lungs and ribs are pretty necessary when you’re running from the cops, and especially in a stolen jet where the air pressure gets fucky. ended up getting some cool tattoos over his scars but is shameless about them.

now. jack. she was 1000% stealth to everyone except geoff. besides being tall and a little deep voiced, there was no telling. until someone made a bad joke in the very early crew days and she put them in their fuckin place, outing herself in the process because she knew she could take any of them down anyways (being out changed nothing for her, really, everyone was already intimidated by her because she’s not afraid to kick ass with grace and style). however, after that, she leaned into the pride a little more too; and then A LOT more when michael started transitioning because he was pretty young at the time and she wanted to be a good example (it did work, despite michael pretending it was all himself. unyielding stubbornness is a wide accepted headcanon if not fully canon). she actually wasn’t fully transitioned physically, her and michael got their respective top surgeries in the same month. she always jokes about how geoff paid for her boobjob even though he’s gay because she’s just that charming (geoff is yet to dispute this). 

also, an additional not trans based headcanon: before the crew, ryan was a mercenary (i think everyone hcs this too), but it wasn’t actually making him enough money because san andreas has LA housing prices and it was too inconsistent for him to keep up with his bills. so he took up a dayjob; at a year-round discount halloween store. usually it’s goth teens working those places, so the 25 year old, 6′2, resting-death-stare man who was covered in very obvious knife and bullet wound scars, wearing a stupid little canvas vest ringing up peoples garbage costumes.. it was the most intimidatingly hilarious thing that’s ever happened. michael and geoff were the only ones who had lived in los santos their whole lives, so of course they’d been there. somewhere, deep in a closet, theres an old picture from a disposable camera that geoff took secretly because it was hilarious before he’d met ryan.

my favorite headcanons are ‘someone has a slightly embarrassing secret and only geoff knows it and he uses it against them (in a wholesome way, ‘ryan go make me a sandwich’ ‘what no’ ‘remember that picture i have of you at the halloween st-’ ‘OKAy okay fine’)

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This is so genuine! I love it so much! Fiona truly is the best addition to the crew. Can we just unpack the idea of Fiona doing one heist in her Po costume just because she could and now the city has sort of … latched onto that. And instead of her getting a cool nickname, she’s just known as Po now? Hahaha.

But YES. Her and Gav would be true little menaces, wreaking their own personal havoc on the city. Robbing candy shops, Fiona always having to replenish her supply of lollipops. Gavin likes painting the chungeshaw logo in bright gold spraypaint on whatever store they hit. Frankly, other than the bit of property damage, the candy stores in LS kind of … like the hits?

For one, they pay. Which is weird, but hey, the owners don’t think about it too much. And second, they get a lot more business for being promoted on the news and things. So if candy stores leave their doors open for these demons, who was going to say anything about it?

Geoff just shakes his head. To be honest, he’s just happy Gav has someone to meet him on his level. ;)

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Tonight on why Elliot is up way too late:

I’m thinking about my family soulmarks au and giggling as the ideas for marks get progressively less serious and more and more just things I find absolutely hilarious.

Anyways all of Fredo’s marks are sauces, Jeremy’s mark from Lindsay is just a tabby wearing a cowboy hat, Fredo has a purple and orange version of Jeremy’s siege loadout with the silencer and red dot from Jeremy, and Fiona has a fucking golden chungə logo from Gav.

I still haven’t decided on what Fiona and Geoff’s themes should be yet, so if anyone has any ideas for them please hit me up. Also if anyone has ideas for stupid things they others might have, or opinions on what sauce each member of Fahc is, please let me know. Give me all the opinions.

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Honestly a first date is them on a heist together getting shot at–

and Ryan goes: 
“Wanna go out?”

“Like? Right now? You’re doing this NOW?”

“I meant after work, just you and I, probably blowing shit up for funzies or get food.”

“Out of any time to ask me, you choose during a HEIST.”

Listen, I didn’t know what to say and it’s just in the moment while my adrenaline is pumping.”

“Fine, fine. Just let us get out of this ALIVE, we can shower and get ready.”

We can shower, huh? Together?”



It could’ve gone in a more, less intense state like what Lindsay suggested, but Ryan and making words without fumbling without the adrenaline is just a mess.

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FAHC!Michael growing his hair out mostly out of laziness, partly because the longer it gets the more Fiona, while in meetings or chilling at the penthouse, will come up and start to braid or plait it for him. At first they’re stubby and she does it because Michael always gripes about it. But the longer and longer the curls get, the more the braids fall right and it’s nice. Because while she does it, Michael gives her tips or tricks, or they shoot the shit, or she tells him he’s most definitely not putting that .45 that he just cleaned back together properly. Michael won’t admit it’s because for three seconds he got a little sleepy and wasn’t paying full attention. 

And in meetings, Fiona giggles and mutters snide comments. “That’s some white people shit, what I’m not finna do is that.” It makes Michael snicker too as he mostly pays attention, his hat in his lap, while she stands behind his chair, fingers deftly tucking strands underneath each other. This then sparks Michael to comment about anything, about nothing. More than once Ryan has to snap them back to reality because they’ll take one joke and run it into the ground only to turn around and ask, “Wait, what were we talking about? What’s my job?” 

And when Michael and Fiona bump heads, never seriously, but just a tiny bit, she’ll always through out, “I won’t braid your hair.” 

That usually shuts Michael up or it fuels him to dig his heels even deeper. “You wouldn’t dare. You come to me to braid it anyways. So good luck punishing yourself.” His voice is high and he’s huffy and all Fiona can do is laugh as she screams back. And it eventually dissolves just as quickly as it sparked. 

Once after a playful spat that turned more heated than usual, Michael kept one of the braids she had done a couple days earlier, tucked it under the baseball cap but as he was readjusting it, she noticed the braid was still there. Albeit it was a mess and mostly unravelled but still there. 

“Didn’t take you as the likes to care,” she says softly just as the meeting starts. 

“I was just lazy,” he returns. But he looks over to her with a tiny smile. “And maybe it’s kind of cool looking. Maybe.”

Fiona shoulder bumps him but her smile is big. She digs out of her pocket a piece of candy. “Want some?”

Michael takes the lollipop. “It ain’t no chocolate bar, but it works.”

“Chocolate melts too easily. But how about the corner store after this? I need to re-up.”

Lollipop tucked into his cheek, Michael nods. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

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