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rreskk · 10 months

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Hey! Can you write a fic about groki.aep, sangsluvr and planetlamar in the GTA universe? They’re my favourite editors ever!!!

The editors were very happy to have a fan request this (as I had to make sure they were comfortable). Follow them on tiktok: [email protected] -@Planetlamar -@sangsluvr

Summary: Three editors had fallen into the GTA verse. The beginning of their adventures were riddled with shock and fear, but they managed to loosen up and found themselves in favour by one criminal in particular.

TW: -Suggestive content (near the end).

Word count: 2070

“Who the fuck are you?”

Trevor, Michael, Franklin stood opposite these newly (not to mention confused) strangers. Each of them looked fearfully alarmed of their new surroundings. They were stood within the busy streets of Los Santos, happening to be situated outside a strip club called “The Vanilla Unicorn.” They found these three strangers coincidentally; until one of them recognised the Unholy criminals, their eyes growing wider in familiarity.

“Hellooooo? Am I speaking to myself here?” Trevor growled – taking offence to their startled silence.

“Chill out, T. They’re probably tourists.”

“Franklin, when have you ever seen tourists stand miserably outside of a strip-club? I’m just sayin’… It don’t sit right with me.” The aggressor spoke again before pointing at the middle stranger, who happened to be the well-known “sangsluvr”, but of course… None of the Unholy trinity knew currently.

“You.”

Sangsluvr pointed to themselves, clearly intimidated by Trevor’s unpredictable nature. They tried to take a step back but he was already in their reach, pushing a finger into their chest with no mannerism.

“Don’t run away, I don’t bite,” Trevor mewled, “Now… Where’d you come from, ay? Where are you and your friends based? You got kidnapped? Oi!” He snapped his fingers to recollect all of their dazed attentions (thanks to the surreal situation) – “I’m speaking to you all. Why ain’t you in there…? Havin’ some fuckin’ fun, hm?”

They all followed his finger which motioned towards the strip-club.

“Oh, Jesus… Leave em alone, Trevor.”

“No can do! Mikey, hey, come on… Look at these losers… All they do is stare. Fuckin’ rude, am I right?”

“We ain’t got time for this.” Franklin breathed out, finding himself fed up and tired of Trevor antagonising these poor strangers. He noticed how pressured and panicky they were. I mean… Each of them failed to form words in response to Trevor’s aggressive (and disrespectful) curiosity.

“Fuck… Not you too, ay? Frankie, c’mon –“

“This is… Los Santos?” One of the strangers weakly said. People called him “Planetlamar”.

“Yeah, this is Los Santos. This ain’t Liberty City, or Vice City.” Michael squinted his eyes at the strangers unusual inquiry. He observed the three of them; thinking it was too niche to call them tourists since they aren’t even aware of what city they’re in.

“Los Santos? Not… Los Angeles?” Planetlamar found his heart beginning to race faster.

Trevor scoffed, “Los Ang – what now? You playing games with us, huh? You think this is fuckin’ funny?”

“Man, he must be high as shit.”

“No, Franklin. They just don’t…” Michael found himself looking at “groki.aep” with sudden curiosity. He tilted his head and uttered some of his own conclusions and questions; “Do you all know each other?”

He hoped “groki.aep” would speak considering she remained quiet amongst her group. This had captured Trevor’s observation. He maintained sturdy eye-contact with her, an attempt to scare out some more information.

“Uh, yeah… We do know each other.” Groki-aep peered at the two others beside her, and they nodded at her answer.

“Huh…” Franklin crossed his arms and studied each of them, “How’d you get around here then?”

“We don’t know.”

“The fuck? How the fuck do you not know, sugartits?” Trevor glared at “sangsluvr”.

“We literally don’t know – “

“Oh, shut up!” He shouted at them again before Michael held him back with a firm grip upon the shoulder.

Sangsluvr seemed relieved when the main intimidator was restrained from approaching them further. Nevertheless, the one who recognised the criminals first (Planetlamar) had found the confidence to speak up after Trevor’s almost fatal barking rage.

“Are you… Michael… De Santa, Franklin Clinton and – “ He paused; speaking of the Devil, “Trevor Philips?”

Suddenly the group of men in front of them grew stiff and silent. They were completely took off-guard with these bundle of strange super-recognisers. It made Michael wonder if he was familiar with the wrong… Idea.

“How’d you know us?”

Planetlamar looked at Groki.aep for support, realising it was a bad idea to confess knowing the criminals. While they both seemed speechless with not a single explanation that could possibly convince Michael.

“How do you know us?” He’d demand again.

There was silence.

“Fucks sakes. They’re definitely high,” Trevor grumbled darkly as he inspected the three strangers, “I want what they’re on… Shit… Oi, you!” He pointed at Groki.aep with a grin – “How ‘bout we trade, ay? The finest meth for… The stuff you’re on. Ain’t that an idea…?”

She was beyond flabbergasted, her mouth open ajar at the weird request.

“Unless you’re actually a customer and living on my meth. I don’t know…” Trevor scanned her confusion, “My meth don’t make anyone this demented, unless you’re overdosing. Are you?”

“Trevor, come on bro… Leave her alone.”

“Frankie, they know us. Now- now, I know you ain’t that familiar with the criminal lifestyle, but it’s not exactly a friendly thing to be recognised. Especially when you don’t know the bastards.”

“Shit, man, they are all probably high or somethin’.” Franklin sighed.

“Why? Do you know some weed that makes you act like a total clown?”

“Maybe not weed… But I’ve seen drugs do stuff like that.” He replied to T.

Michael ignored their bickering as he glared towards the unknown visitors. His mind was racing. He has a family, a life, a “normal” record – but also promises he has to keep. He can’t let these people run off without knowing how they know him. It was all too much to understand.

“- In my opinion, Frankie, I think we should… Maybe test them.”

“Not with a fucking gun, you idiot.”

“You’re just like Michael!” Cried Trevor and turned his back to Franklin. He huffed childishly before reinserting his focus upon the situation.

In the meantime, Sangsluvr had managed to use their limbs after the momentary phase of shock and fear. They took a few steps forward and glanced back at their friends, urging them to follow. Initially it was a definite no, but they had to either avoid or merely… Gaslight the guys. Whether or not the “Vanilla Unicorn” would make them seem less suspicious, maybe a bit of fun would help defuse the tension.

“Woahhh, hey! Cupcakes, where ya goin’?” Trevor snarled and stopped Groki.aep from walking with the rest. His hand lied on her stomach, the force upon his palm so inhumanly difficult to project and fight against.

“The club.” Replied Planetlamar. He reached for Groki’s hand and untangled her from T’s massacred hands.

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s gonna happen.”

“Oh, shut up, Mikey. Let’s join em.”

“Join them?” Michael laughed in disbelief, “Trevor, are you kidding me?”

“Dead serious brother. In fact, they seem like great fun. Maybe I can persuade them for the drugs they’re on.” He sparked and smirked, rushing after the group in anticipation.

Franklin had no other choice but to walk beside Michael as they trailed Trevor’s footsteps. When they entered the club, they both saw Trevor leant against the table of the strangers with a pathetic grin. His whole demeanour had changed from hostile and “macho” to sensual and a little bit eager. The whole belief of drugs had made him skip from one personality to each other. While the three groupies were consistently dismaying the presence of substances and drugs, it wasn’t convinced, instead, Trevor likes the challenge.

“Oh, come on now… Just because I was a little mean…” He gave them all pleading eyes, “That shouldn’t stop you from giving me some.”

Sangsluvr shook their head – “Trevor, we don’t have anything.”

“If you ain’t on anything, you can fuck me sideways and under. That’s hard to believe.”

“Leave em alone.” Michael warned as he sat on a nearby table with Franklin. They were close enough to eardrop the conversation and maybe stop T from causing a scene or catching himself a case (legal and illegal cases).

“Ignore him, cupcakes, he don’t know what fun is.”

“Anyone want some drinks?” Planetlamar offered with the menu in his hand.

“Ooooh! You guys want to party, ay?” The menu was snatched from his hands as Trevor threw it away, “You don’t need that propaganda shit. I know a good cheap and strong drink. Who wants one?”

Hesitantly nodding, this sent T into a trance. The man shook his arms in excitement and jumped towards the bar to gather the ideal drinks for his newly interesting “friends”.

Meanwhile, Michael was watching the scene and frowned.

“I don’t trust em.”

“Shit man, I don’t know… They seem harmless.” Franklin placed his cap down and observed the strippers walking by.

“Yeah, well, whatever happens. We’ll put the blame on Trevor.” He’d respond in a monotonal voice.

“Pfft… Yeah, sure man.”

The “retired” criminal slumped into his seat further before making eye-contact with Planetlamar. Michael tried to shake it off, but he couldn’t help looking back again. He got curious and wanted to know more. He couldn’t help it. Franklin watched as he gestured the stranger to come over, presumably wanting to talk in a more friendly manner. Mikey had shuffled aside for Planetlamar to seat himself at. Unlike the other table where it was more in the open, the booth they were currently under had dim lights and more privacy. It suited Michael more.

“What’s up?” Planetlamar asked with a raised eyebrow, plotting beside the older man.

“Oh… Uh, we just wanna talk.”

“Alrighty, sugartits, we have ourselves some fuel for tonight.” Trevor snickered and slammed down some bottles before realising an empty seat. He frowned, “Where’s the other rascal at?”

“Michael called for him.” Groki imputed. She was sat on the chair besides the madman himself while Sangsluvr was tucked further away.

“Unlucky guy. He’s probably gonna deal with Mikey’s whining and shitty family life or whatever that is. Hey, let’s not get into that bouche shit. We are here to drriiiinkkk!”

Sangsluvr nodded and raised their drink, “Amen.”

They all took a sip of the alcohol.

And it was like a baptism. Groki immediately gagged at the taste. It tasted like pure gasoline and beer combined. Both their throats began burning at the strong sensation, but Trevor was gulping his drink without a reaction. He let it dribble down his chin in the process as well. He was fully immune to the acidic drink, it was quite absurd and… Well, purely insane.

“How are you drinking that?” Sangsluvr coughed.

“Ahh, you’ll get used to this,” Trevor outstretched his arm around Groki’s shoulder, giving her a playful shake before grinning at Sangs, “Alcohol makes me very endearing and warm inside. Why don’t we share a nice hug, ay?”

They were both pulled into a hug unwillingly. He wrapped his arms around them, occasionally lowering his hands but it was dismissed once the two grew uncomfortable at his sudden antiques.

“Oh, come on… Not a little playtime? If you ain’t gonna gimme some drugs, how about something else? Why don’t you get your friend in the shit as well. The more, the merrier.”

Glancing over, Planetlamar was being haggled and held captive. Michael had a beer in his hand, rambling on passionately while Franklin seemed to be in the same sticky situation, just watching the older man fall into a complete emotional abyss. Trevor snickered and intertwined his fingers with Groki.aep and Sangsluvr.

“He’s having some fun, ay? I told you; Mikey ain’t a fun guy to be around… For a long period of time. He’s a little snake in my ass.”

“In your ass?”

He raised an eyebrow at Groki, “Yes. In my ass, up my ass. Whatever. The moral of the story is – “ He gently nudged her shoulder before winking at Sangs – “Don’t befriend turds. Get yourself a guy like me. Got that, sugartits?”

“Sounds reasonable.” Sangsluvr remarked.

“Oh it is. Very reasonable. You know what else is reasonable?” Grinned Trevor.

He watched them both look at each other.

“It’s either the drugs or something other. Choose your pick. I have a lap and two legs for a reason. I’m a two seater joyride…”

It’s not every day you wake up in the GTA universe. It’s either they’ll wake up at home or this is a continuous nightmare… Either way, the two editors mutually agreed through non-verbal communication. The odds of sharing a moment with your favourite character and not experience it again. Heads or tails; giving heads, or being kicked in the tails.

“Something other.”

Trevor smirked, “Jackpot.”

#trevor philips #grand theft auto 5 #gta v #grand theft 5 #grand theft auto #gta 5 #trevor gta #michael de santa #michael townley #franklin clinton #trevor philips headcanons #trevor philips fanfiction #michael de santa fanfiction #franklin clinton fanfiction #my fanfic writing #my fanfiction #gta v trevor #grand theft auto v #grandtheftauto

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askthejourneysgang · 1 year

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groky no more friends to eve. Eve stink and is bad.

Groky angy

Goh: YES

Chloe: NO! BAD GROOKEY!!!

Apologize, now! 😡😡😡

Goh: Grookey has just realized the truth that Eevee is a bad influence 😎 My baby is smart

Chloe: Untrue! Eevee is a well-mannered girl! If anything, it's your monkey who's the bad influence!

Eevee:

Chloe: See? He hurt Eevee's feelings!

Goh: It's obvious from how angry he is that she hurt him first! Probably because of how flightly she is 😤

Chloe: YOU TAKE THAT BACK

Ash: Why are you guys so selfish?? 😠 Your pokémon are friends! You should want them to stay friends!

Goh: I-

Chloe: But-

Ash: I just made you guys do another errand, don't make me do it again!

(Meanwhile)

Eevee: See, Grookey, now that they think we don't like each other, no one will suspect we're hanging out in secret 😊

Grookey: You so smort, evie!

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444names · 8 months

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every preset on the site i'm using to generate these BUT excluding "e"

Abank Abujin Acarg Acislypop Addyos Agichy Agund Akasto Alaka Alatuno Albul Alfrorpri Allaurun Ampur Anart Andin Angal Anitr Ankan Ankingob Ankish Ankots Ansta Aphinat Apitu Apsycnir Arban Argarmason Aridouth Aring Armich Aschawk Aurguin Avkslau Avörn Aylagnda Azban Balankofna Baliong Ballia Balný Balsk Balta Banbratfu Bancs Bandra Bandrimi Banka Banodon Banswarus Bantomala Barafjii Baria Barsighs Bgforantim Bhald Biankroin Biarnías Bisatismon Blank Blith Boatokism Boattry Bodbana Bondy Brafoun Brako Brani Brany Bromart Brosan Brosut Bríður Buchi Bulanorn Burgard Calan Caraquan Carbira Carlil Carstangs Cartank Cashi Chais Chamurn Chnkors Chria Clagno Clich Clocki Clogy Coang Cobunst Colich Coluor Comasy Condo Conian Cootis Corist Cosarrat Cosion Couganm Craingmirō Crang Crowgzhon Cuith Cumops Cycratforn Cytos Danch Dancorn Darinia Darstríður Dicsalsdal Didia Dinacàban Dincord Ditassauru Dolgonocom Dolíl Domboa Dombor Dylvörg Dytus Dósban Dögropan Facia Faguns Fband Figma Fingtal Fispado Fjophyott Flialka Foorp Fricroil Frinat Frion Friphid Frist Funha Furitcooin Fuzmanko Gancapso Garta Gashy Gasidio Gaétulart Gianksh Gilli Gisout Gitia Glindu Glish Glomin Glómi Golankga Goling Gorgmod Gorsosaur Gosay Gragal Grogy Groki Groothi Grosa Gríundu Grück Gubhrút Habarawnc Hacilia Haictoir Hambia Hambur Hanak Hanalt Harair Hautfur Hinnwë Hiyaki Hofrin Hophy Hopsald Horpical Horta Houts Hucks Hugall Húnín Icaldu Iconsna Ikarja Ikofarn Iljantrosm Inspoplin Intoplo Iougo Iwaimstri Jalbus Jiabar Jialvia Jilysingh Jorio Jorthsta Justomild Jónþóra Jóðuri Jørnbanip Kagascan Kathrick Katios Kinma Kinod Kinopadma Kjard Korgo Kovoka Kramat Krazu Krich Kroia Kröbancogy Ktalcal Kurubo Lamboxbion Lankga Lickja Lintar Lisbu Locan Lokop Lotocomby Lucki Luguss Lumarharu Lúkiting Macarr Macataka Machin Machū Maciann Macifino Macono Macro Magabanc Malamah Malby Malgh Malmör Mankforou Mardbana Marðr Marðurn Matho Mathon Matilla Matimin Maton Matris Maulpizu Mazighs Minat Miummir Miyaz Miysqualim Monolagana Mookinit Mtoric Muddco Muncs Muninstra Murus Mutcofing Móður Narus Natics Nibank Niccalil Nichs Nikor Nisigh Nonill Nosti Níass Obank Ology Olzht Onidd Oringsm Orosauvar Ostitism Otift Otlarms Parsta Pasal Paton Patrosa Pdosg Phaing Pobha Pokinn Poldis Pology Poonarus Prabacis Praby Prishi Prisōji Prona Proutald Psyon Puravlogy Purus Puykal Rachbo Rapinolìom Richinnay Robur Rolfsporia Roommotill Rophis Rosaugida Rovarp Rowat Rustrok Rycard Ráðurcra Röging Sacar Saing Samon Sankal Sastro Saugua Saugur Saurg Sciarn Scorfürta Scorg Shans Shappall Shizu Shmolpin Sighthor Sillsia Sitat Skazz Smodo Snodis Snædía Solufuj Sosodot Spank Spatism Sping Stagalarg Stasí Stopli Strau Suhún Sukus Sunold Swaton Swirin Swoopoi Sæbjörna Sólbamusta Súlthpick Taing Taingg Taksau Tanur Taradolog Tarta Tatoniang Tatrus Thipt Thitio Thrimukov Thróstris Thyūji Tiotchy Tizum Tolorp Tomon Tonal Topolakur Torooda Tosarn Triank Trics Triousal Trochic Trogy Trowpon Tuaigar Uhisch Unfoxmlan Unsotni Urubi Urufijō Utink Uudis Uvfish Varmand Varozy Vasdomiro Voadkow Vobsuy Vobus Vogris Vortfon Váfna Víómi Wafbar Wakamar Walpfrus Warjóf Whistía Whoot Wichu Wicorp Wincins Wooko Wulvít Yamur Yanít Yosaut Yosby Yugasy Yunds Yuragibalt Zaking Zaurg Zhulgordt Árþór Ástop Ævang Élishancan Óttsca Örður Ōnardirus Ōshit

just to illustrate what "everything" is:

#444 names #444names

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historical-gays · 1 year

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Grokies

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spacebronco · 2 months

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i forgot i didn't have another bread in the freezer and didn't get bread at the groky store. butt end sandwich on wednesday no lunch on thursday iguess

#y'eEgh #uuughhhhh i guess i'll walk to buy a sandwich on thursday #i don't want to go all the way there again

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dolewhiponfeabie · 1 year

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I will be the official MC of Groki-Con and I'll do the opening like how they do at Blizzcon when they're like "Lemme hear the zerg make some noiseeee!!!!"

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morgannox · 3 years

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A messy doodle involving a friend’s Kobold, Groki, and his War Lizard mount, Fifi. Slowly learning where all the features of Clip Studio are...but there isn’t a Crop tool? The search continues

#kobold #war lizard #dnd ranger #clip studio paint #clip studio art #digital art #digital painting #dnd #dnd character #dnd 5e #midgard campaign setting #dungeons and dragons #artists on tumblr

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kaijusplotch · 3 years

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Gator Loki! GROKI!

Give himb feesh....he may give back hand

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saltycharacters · 1 year

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Can u tell us about Baxel? How did ey come to be?

[ID: A digital sketch page compiling multiple ocs. The top left features 5 different species; from left-to-right are the Grokies, slug-inspired creatures with sharp teeth & huge arms, the Seikorg, snail-inspired species with rolled-up eye stalks & shell-hats, the Lumids, jellyfish-inspired species with large hands & decorated caps, the Glix, magnetic-fluid creatures wearing masks & stomach plates, & finally the Sabergrits, a reptilian & avian combination with a large main eye & winged arms. Below them is someone named Baxel, who is black & white, curly eared, with a spiked tail, underbite & tired eyes. Fe's shown to be an artificially created amalgamate of all 5 species, plus some dog dna. To the right are their parents, a Seikorg/Grokie mix called Slug & a dalmation reporter called Broaden. End ID]

Lore-wise, Baxel was originally commissioned as a test-tube baby by their parents (common practice, esp for those who are sterile/don't have means of natural reproduction) and was only suppose to have the DNA Slug and Broaden- however, fe ended up being illegally modified by their bio-engineer, and was later even stolen by said engineer, raised as their own kid after they claimed skull died due to complications. Parents and child continued not knowing the other existed for 16 or so years, until Baxel got involved in a bunch of stuff that led vox to learning about their conception, as well as about the species they're related to.

Baxel's "bonus" modifications included the addition of Lumid, Glix and Sabergrit dna, which coupled with the Seikorg and Grokie dna from Slug, made them a rare and unique mix that's also potential cause for corporate conflict. See, the 5 aforementioned species are technically copyrighted, super secret, artificially created, and incredibly destructive creations of bio companies that went missing a couple years back. Not only do/did the creators hate each other, but they kept them a secret to deter copycats, and to perfect them until they could be weaponized. Most of these species ended up breaking away from their birth companies but, for one reason or another they maintain their secrecy and few know about their existence at all. The bio-engineer who "created" Baxel use to work for these companies and managed to steal some samples/ building instructions, hoping to create something really powerful with a five-way amalgamate, something that would rival all species in raw ability. As Baxel grew though, the engineer's disappointment turned into verbal abuse and skull ended up running away at age 16, getting imself into a bunch of shenanigans and potentially stopping an apocalyptic war.

#baxel isnt powerful but their dna lets them bypass a bunch of company locks and secrets so thats cool. plus they get some cool abilities #as for how Slug got out when their species is suppose to be in isolation #they were stuck in a time-out cell for being a nuisance while Broaden snuck in as a reporter and got captured #and they both escaped to avoid Broaden from getting eaten and for Slug to hide some mysterious documents they stole #thats also how they became a couple so that all leads up to Baxel being born #anyways sorry if thats confusing hope that answered ur quesion tho #lore #baxel #sabergrits #grokies #seikorg #glix #lumids #ocs #my art

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