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pyrotic-goat · 7 months
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Returning to my roots.
Something about AH ending, despite not watching for a few years (stopped around time of The Asshole Getting Outed)
There's some part of me that has found peace. I'm putting my grubby little hyperfocus all over specifically FAHC stuff. I've had Good At Being Bad on loop for a few days even! I've been far more into yogscast (both current and old content) for the last few years. I have a separate blog for that fandom, since it's a much smaller fandom on Tumblr, and this blog has always been writing/whump/AH focused.
You will likely see fahc content from me in the coming months, and yes, the character Vagabond will be in it. I will put his actual name as a tw on the tags, but he will be heavily referred to as Vagabond.
I will state it once here, that I do not support his IRL self, and vehemently hate him.
A note: I will actually be removing my ah mc au fic from AO3 at the end of December! I will be making it into an original story.
Feel free to dm for the link to the ah mc au fic collection if you can't find it.
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becausevyvyan · 2 years
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i havent been in the rt/ah community in a couple years and im starting to come back in...can i have a debrief of who all the new people are? also the new fandom fahc lore, is vagabond gone completely in the fan stuff (?)
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treh-co · 4 years
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Fake AH Crew Twitter Account
“It’s the popular belief that the twitter account ‘@therealfakeahc’ is in fact actually managed by one of the infamous Fake AH Crew’s members, known as Supernova- however, due to aggressive countermeasures against tracking implemented by an anonymous third party, law enforcement and twitter officials have been unable to verify these claims.” 
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prince-cally · 4 years
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Commission of the Vagaboi I got from the lovley @bara-kick ( SHIYAA on Twitter) a while back!
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crowrelli · 4 years
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i woke up in a vagabond mood this morning
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cool-loser · 4 years
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Fahc Ryan using electrocution to torture people and then getting curious and zapping himself and just being like, "huh, thought this would hurt more" and he keeps zapping himself
And the person he's torturing is crying, "I WILL TELL WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST PLEASE STOP"
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nighttmaire-writing · 4 years
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FAHC: Sweet Sauce
This is my first time writing for the FAHC. I haven’t really ever written anything like this before, but after reading some of the stories on Tumblr and watching a GTA I had missed from months ago, I was inspired to cover a duo that I haven’t seen on here. Hope you enjoy!
Axial never really goes in the field. Not because he doesn’t want to, nor because he’d be incredibly less effective than any of the others. He tends to hang back to work on the comms and hacking for the team because he knows he’s the best at it. No one else could co-ordinate the communication between the chaos within The Fakes, it takes someone with a will of steel like him to ignore all of the snark and push back with both authority and advice. He also knew that, without specific instructions, no one else in the gang could hack into any targeted building like he could. He also is one of the best at on-the-fly adapting when shit goes south and a plan needs to change. When it comes to field duty, however, he makes exceptions on special occasions. In particular, he will go into the field if requested. 
As it turns out, Matt’s actually pretty adept in at more than just communications, planning and hacking. He’s a stellar driver. This fact wasn’t well known to The Fakes until he trounced them in another Mario Kart tournament, to which a drunk and furious Mogar loudly proclaimed that he could outrace Axial in real life any day of the week. Once everyone was sober, Michael doubled down – and got beaten by Axial. It was a close race, since Michael was brilliant at driving, but Axial had something he didn’t. Knowledge. The hacker knew the city like the back of his hand due to his life on the streets, and once he was told the destination he knew every turn and how to safely make them. Everyone was stunned, as Michael shook Matt's hand with a smirk, calling him a piece of shit. 
Matt only drove for the crew on missions when requested personally, leaving his communications job to The Boss while he would hack remotely from the car. He’s only ever done so for three people, up until this point. Once for Rimmy Tim, since he knew it would be fun. Once for The Golden Boy, because he knew he’d get a good laugh out of it. And once for The Sauce. Almost everything in The Fakes was an unofficial competition. Who got the most kills on a job, who could escape the cops the quickest, even who could piss off The Vagabond first. And there was no one more competitive in the group than Alfredo. Even though these contests meant little-to-nothing, they meant everything to him. He had to win.  And, most of the time, he would. So, when he was told the next job involved multiple hits at different locations, utilising teams of one gunman and one driver, he knew exactly who was going to drive him. 
Convincing Matt wasn’t as hard as The Sauce had thought. Deep down, he had a competitive streak that was just shy of Alfredo’s. All it took was the promise of victory over Gavin, Jeremy and even The Vagabond to convince him. It was getting everyone else on board with having one of their least experienced members in the field to leave the penthouse, to go on a mission with just one other person, that was harder. They knew he could handle the driving job, but they also figured there must be a reason he locked himself in his room during a Heist. The pressure could get to him, and that could get one or both of them hurt. Besides, he’d only ever driven before and this particular job required the use of covering fire from the driver to assist in the gunman’s run inside. As far as The Fakes knew, Axial had no training with a gun. 
With a face that reminded the others of the calm before a storm, Matt pulled out a pistol no one had ever seen on him and cleanly shot three of The Kingpins most expensive vases on the other side of the room in as many shots. As he put his gun away without a word, everyone was quick to agree – Axial was on the mission. 
The robbery teams were; Axial and The Sauce, or 'Sweet Sauce’; Supernova and The Golden Boy, or 'Chungə'; and Rimmy Tim and The Vagabond, or 'The Battle Buddies'. Each team would be simultaneously hitting a different building. Each building was the home of one of the many idiotic celebrities living in Los Santos, those with lots of money and little security. The plan was to steal as much expensive looking gear and/or cash as possible and leave. This was, in turn, a distraction for the main job. With the simultaneous big-name robberies, the police would be spread incredibly thin, allowing Mogar and the Pilot, or 'The Betting Buddies', to 'covertly' enter LSPD headquarters to locate and take information the cops have compiled on The Fakes. Or, as covertly as one could do a job like this with Michael. 
Once Alfredo had recruited Matt to his team, he began to really play up the sense of rivalry they all had. He made sure they all knew the newly christened ‘Sweet Sauce’ were planning on doing everything the best. Fastest to the house, fastest in, most cash grabbed, fastest back to HQ. He enthused with the utmost confidence how they were going to destroy everyone – with a silent grinning Axial standing behind him. The others eventually got riled up enough that they laid down a bet. The team who did each aspect of the job the best would win $1000. Everyone involved in the job, even The Boss and The Wildcard who would both be staying at the penthouse as comms and backup respectively, put in cash to make a prize pool of $3000. Due to the constant feed that would be going to The Boss, he was going to be in charge of timing each team’s work. Michael and Jack then began a betting pool to see who would win the most cash, for those who weren’t participating to have some fun too. In the end, only The Kingpin placed a bet on Sweet Sauce. Everyone thought Matt too inexperienced and Alfredo too cocky. But, for some reason, Geoff saw something different. 
The job was simple, and it went off without a hitch. Each team did their job even better than they normally would, since they had a lot riding on it. Chungə tried to focus on just getting one part as fast as possible. As such, they broke every speed limit and ran every red light to get to their house the fastest. And they succeeded, beating both Sweet Sauce and The Battle Buddies to their destination, both earning $500.  
The Battle Buddies, however, wanted to humble Alfredo, and figured with Matt on the job it would be fairly easy. Even so, not wanting to take the risk, they tried their hardest at getting each aspect as quick as possible, with Rimmy behind the wheel and The Vagabond storming the woefully unprepared home to rob it of as much as he could, before they raced home at record pace. 
They were shocked to see Sweet Sauce had arrived in the garage just seconds before them, with two full duffel bags of loot. Axial and The Sauce had worked incredibly well together, even more so under pressure. It was Matt’s idea for them to take a gamble and both storm the house. If it worked, they’d clear it quicker and they could steal double the gear. The risk was potentially losing their car, which was one of The Sauce’s personal vehicles. Shockingly, he didn’t bat an eye at the idea. Even if, at most, he was only going to make $1500 on this bet and would be losing a far more expensive car the victory itself would be absolutely worth it. And so, they executed their plan to perfection. Axial found the most simplistic and expedient route to their target, they both entered the premises with guns blazing, loaded up their bags and left in complete unison with Alfredo behind the wheel, Axial giving him directions from the passenger seat. Even though he was famously not as good at driving, the two of them wanted to rub in their victory. Matt and Alfredo had just gotten $1000 richer. 
Their victory in two of the three categories had pipped Geoff as the biggest victor in the betting pool, winning a cool $400. After returning from the successful police headquarters heist, Michael was thrilled to learn he won $200 by betting on Chungə. Everyone else don’t make any winnings by betting on ‘the sure bet’ of The Battle Buddies, much to Jack’s dismay. 
This was not the first time that Axial would work out in the field with The Sauce. Doing this job was one of the many reasons that the resident computer expert had decided to be out in the field. It didn’t hurt when The Vagabond tried desperately to earn his winnings back, and The Sauce requested his assistance again. They wouldn’t always work together, but whenever they did it was damn near impossible to top them. 
Hope you guys liked it! I don't know how much FAHC I will be writing, but this was a fun thing I liked in my head. I might try to write more dialogue next time. This sort of recount style fit this story but I want to try my hand at figuring out these characters a little more. If I do more, I think I'll probably focus on Axial/Matt. No surprise, but the boys my favourite.
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voidnirok · 4 years
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they say those who have seen his face don’t live to tell the tale.
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fahcin-it · 4 years
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Woah i actually posted? wack. anyway have a vagabond
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human-collector0 · 4 years
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I'm a big fan of the Vagabond being scolded for doing lone wolf things, like investigating by himself, making dangerous deals behind Kingpin's back and going to danger without back up.
Scolded includes, lecturing, being sent to bed without dinner and grounding him home.
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becausevyvyan · 2 years
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to add on to the other ask, yeah, some people initially were into the idea of reclaiming the vagabond and mad king ryan (and whatever other characters he made), but over time, people realized that it's pretty hard to separate the characters from the creator because every character ryan made was essentially an oc heavily based off of himself. to avoid harming the victims and anyone else made uncomfortable by ryan's presence, fic writers, editors, and artists just cut him out of existing content, deleted fic/art with him if possible, created new content w/o him, or in the case of fahc stuff specifically, killed off the vagabond completely.
in regards to the newer AH members, their names are joe lee, ky cooke, and blackkrystel (or BK for short). ky joined over a year-ish ago, while joe and BK joined late last year. here are some pics so you can match their faces with their names:
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hope all of this helps :D
i 100% understand thank u so much for informing me !! <3
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tiikeria · 4 years
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Today’s Trivial Pursuit video had me thinking: theatre nerd Vagabond.
Like, maybe at one time Ryan had a dream of being an actor (Shakespearean maybe???) but y’know. Crime and stuff happens. So he shelves the dream as one that, in an ideal world, may have happened but no one is gonna cast a known murderer in their plays. But whatevs.
So, Ryan joins the Fakes and they instantly find the guy is a sucker for dramatics. If he could do a villain monologue every time they had a shootout with police, the asshole would. Thank god he doesn’t; Geoff might have shot him himself.
They also realize Ryan has a seemingly random knowledge of plays and musicals. Especially Shakespearean dramas and tragedies (wow, original much?). Then, one night, winding down from a heist - Ryan finally feeling comfortable enough in the crew to forgo a mask and face paint - someone suggests Trivial Pursuit.
Ryan agrees to play, amused by Gavin’s excitement of having Ryan play a game with them, finally. And Geoff and Jack sit back to watch the Lads face Vagabond in a knowledge battle. (Plus heckle them for being so dumb holy shit).
When they get to the “To be, or not to be?” question they’re all startled to silence when Ryan not only rattles off the answer, but continues the line perfectly, as if he had done it a million times before. Which, listen. He gets bored.
Game gets abandoned, because Ryan’s over here spouting off Shakespeare and that may have been the most he’s ever spoken without flubbing??? (“Fuck you, guys.” >:C)
Instead crew makes him quote plays and movies and stories in the most dramatic way possible after he tells them he maaaay have done a little acting in high school? And college? And may have a theatre degree?
(“Holy fuck that explains everything! You’re a classically trained dramatic bitch!”)
Just. Dumb theatre nerd Vagabond. Bonding with his crew.
(Jeremy may volunteer to be Juliet in the Romeo and Juliet “performance” for gay selfish reasons.)
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my-small-universe · 4 years
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I put so much effort into this I couldn't bring myself to delete it but if anyone thinks I should hmu and I will.
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prince-cally · 4 years
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Lindsay and Ryan are unlikely best friends and it throws everyone in the crew for a loop. It took Lindsay a bit to get the other to open up but once she did - they hit it off pretty well.
They go out shopping and racing together. They grab lunch together sometimes and Lindsay will drag Ryan out to local shelters and they play with the animals.
Ryan loves Lindsay's energy and chaotic personality.
Lindsay just loves Ryan.
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The Fake AH Crew AU MoodBoards
Geoff/Kingpin
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Jack/Navigator
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Violet/Vixen (OC) 
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Gavin/Golden Boy 
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Ray/BrownMan
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Michael/Mogar 
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Ryan/Vagabond
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Jeremy/Rimmy Tim
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Trevor/TreyCo
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Matt/Axial
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Alfredo/The Sauce
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Fiona/SuperNova
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Fictober Day 1: “No, come back!”
Fandom: Achievement Hunter, FAHC
Rating: Teen and up
Warnings/tags: Mention of guns,violence, and blood.
Word count: 802
Jeremy couldn't sleep, it wasn't uncommon for him, he'd lay in bed for hours and still nothing.  He'd finally had enough, getting up he made his way down the hall towards the living room, if he couldn't sleep he might as well watch some TV.  Jeremy was about to pass Ryan's room when he heard a scream from inside, it wasn't loud enough to wake anyone else, but Jeremy could hear it well enough to be startled.  The man stood still a moment, staring at the closed door, he was unsure if he should check on Ryan or not.  The two were pretty close, and Jeremy was genuinely concerned for the man, but he also didn't want to disturb him, for all he knew it was a run of the mill bad dream and Ryan was already trying to fall back asleep.  Jeremy pushed his ear against the door in an attempt to gauge the situation, at first he didn't hear anything and was about to move on when a faint sob reached his ear.  Worry overtook him and without a second thought, Jeremy opened the door.
Ryan could hear his crewmates yelling for him, but he couldn't find them.  He ran through unfamiliar halls throwing doors open as he went, empty rooms met him in return.  Finally, Ryan found them, behind the very last door were his friends.  They were tied up to chairs lined up facing him, everyone yelled and screamed for Ryan to help them, but laughter soon filled the room drowning out the other's cries.  Ryan tried to run, but he suddenly felt as if he was moving through molasses.  Someone appeared behind the others, a dark figure with no real discerning features, the figure raised his arm to reveal a pistol and pointed it at Geoff's head.  Before Ryan could react a loud bang rang out and red filled his sight.  Not only was Geoff hurt but the others were as well, bullet wounds littered their limp bodies, and glassy eyes stared at Ryan.
Letting out a scream Ryan woke up with a jump, breathing heavily the man propped himself up for a moment before falling back on the bed, grabbing one of his pillows he held it close to his chest as a sob left his lips and tears began to work their way out.  The door to his room suddenly swung open, causing the man to jump once again, Ryan could see a silhouette standing in the doorway.  At first, Ryan was unsure who it was, but the figure quickly spoke.
"Ryan, are you okay?"
Jeremy, it was Jeremy.  The man took a hesitant step forward into the dark room, Ryan just stared at him, still processing everything that had just happened.  Jeremy shifted his weight from one leg to the other nervously.
"Jeremy?  What?"  Was all he could get out.
"I heard you scream, and then I thought you were crying."  Jeremy pulled at the bottom of his shirt and took a step back.  "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bothered you."  Jeremy turned and started out the door."
"No, come back!"  Ryan called, reaching out his arm.
"Ryan?" Jeremy took a hold of the door frame, turning to look back.
"Please."  Ryan could hear the desperation in his voice, but he didn't care, he wanted no, needed for Jeremy to stay.
Making his way over to the bed, Jeremy sat down next to Ryan.
"What's wrong?"
Ryan's stared at Jeremy a moment, blue eyes peering out from behind dark bangs, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to find his words.  It was only when Jeremy placed his hand atop Ryan's that he was able to speak.
"Everyone was dead."
"What?"
"I had a nightmare, everyone got killed, I wanted to save you all but I couldn't move."  Ryan clenched his hand below Jeremy's and looked away as if he were ashamed.
"Ryan," Jeremy stroked the older man's hand with his thumb. "It's Okay, everyone is safe, I promise you that."
"I know, but it still felt real."  Ryan looked back at him with tired eyes.
"I understand, is there anything I can do to help you calm down?"
Ryan turned his hand so the two were palm to palm, squeezing Jeremy's hand every so lightly he took a deep breath.
"Could you, stay with me?"
Jeremy smiled and nodded.
"Of course."
Ryan scooted over making room for Jeremy to lay down beside him, once Jeremy had gotten settled Ryan laid his arm over the other man and pulled him closer.  Ryan buried his face in Jeremy's chest and held on to the other as if he were his lifeline.  Jeremy combed his fingers through Ryan’s hair, humming softly as he did.  The two laid like this until both of them had fallen asleep.
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