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monarchisms · 1 year
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if i post new fake AH content in 2023 again, just assume that my account got hacked
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heisttheblackflag · 1 year
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For the AH asks!! 5, 6, 8, 22, 37, 38 and 49!
AAHHH thank you erin!!!!!
5: Favorite team? oh team short temper obviously. if I could be known for one thing in the fandom I want it to be my deep and abiding love for team short temper lmao. honorary mentions to team little britain/tea party and elden bros though; some dynamics I can't get enough of.
6: Favorite ship? ...I mean obviously it's jeremichael sdkfjsd. alfreyco, jeremavin, and the stream team are my other favorites though!
8: Favorite AU? FAHC BABY!!!!!!!!!!!! FAHC!!! I have such severe FAHC brainrot that my main original fiction I'm working on is inspired by FAHC lol. I also have an R6 Siege AU I keep meaning to write though and that's my other favorite!
22: What series got you into their content? my friend that got me into them showed me all the Offense/Defense GTA videos and that's what got me hooked, and then GO! is what really solidified their hold on me lol.
37: Favorite Minecraft mini-series? sky factory!!!!!!!!! I miss sky factory SO MUCH I used to rewatch it all the time. does it get any better than blood magic, Gavin and Michael getting engaged, Geoff's chicken farm, and the nuclear heat death of the universe?
38: Favorite GTA mini-series? CRIMINAL MASTERMINDS BABY. I genuinely really hope they redo crimmies at some point (hopefully w Jeremy still!) because they were so fun and good and I love it so much. honorary mention to cunning stunts though, those are the ones I rewatch the most I think.
49: What's your favorite RT production outside of AH? you know I gotta say Red Web. or Lazer Team actually; that was the first movie I ever watched with my girlfriend before we started dating and we're still together 5 years later lol. it used to be Camp Camp but uhhhhh yeah. Red Web though!!! I recommend it to people all the time!
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alfryco · 2 years
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Got tagged by @miss-ingno! Thank you lovely :3 Sorry it took so long to do this, I was waiting for the RT Writing Springfairy event to be done!
Rules: List the LAST lines of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any. Then tag some friends.
1) A Love as True as Mine (Alfreyco, T, hurt/comfort Western AU)
With the warm reassurance that the person he loves feels the same and has his back just like he always has, he falls into the warm embrace of sleep.
2) To Shelter You (co-written with @confusedeevee; WIP, Alfreyco (and later Jackeoff), M, RT hybrid AU)
Their hands reach out to squeeze Michael and Alfredo’s, and then they lead them obediently back out into the lab.
3) I'd Rather Stay in Bed With You (Alfreyco, G, fluff GTA AU)
Both men fall asleep buried beneath the blankets of their bed, wrapped in each other’s arms. And if they don’t get up till well past noon that day then, honestly, who can blame them?
4) The World in My Hands (Alfreyco, G, hurt/comfort GTA AU)
His broken arm is resting between their chests, his ribs might be aching a little bit, and Trevor is almost falling off the bed but they both have to admit that there is nowhere else they would rather be.
5) To Hell With Good Intentions, To Hell is Where I'll Go (no pairings, M, horror GTA AU)
Because, even though he was put in a coma for two weeks, he still feels like he could sleep for a year. He lets out a deep breath and settles into the bed, finally safe at last.
6) Kind of Perfect (Rewrite) (Alfreyco, G, no specific AU just fluff)
Driving down the highway with the smell of salt and suntan lotion filling his nose, a cute boy in his passenger seat singing off key to some pop song, and Geoff’s barbeque in his near future Alfredo came to the conclusion that maybe this move wasn’t such a bad thing. That it actually might be kind of perfect.
7) Wolves Will Take Me Home (Mavin, T, hurt/comfort Werewolf AU)
The only sounds filling the room were those of soft breathing and two hearts connected, beating in time with each other as the rest of the world woke up around them.
8) In the Woods Somewhere (no pairings, G, Fantasy AU)
As his eyelids shut, with the sound of sleeping creatures around him, Dan’s last thought before being overcome by sleep was that it was a good thing to have met Gavin today and that hopefully he had all his limbs when he woke up tomorrow morning.
9) Lights Will Guide You Home (Jackeoff, T, fluff and angst AH Kings/Fantasy AU)
And with a sudden rush of relief and joy that almost knocked him off his feet, Jack realized he would be able to hear it for all of eternity until time itself decided to stop.
10) A Stray in the Wasteland (Stucky, G, Mad Max AU)
The man’s arms encircled his waist when he increased the bike’s speed. Bucky wondered what Natasha and Sam would think when they saw what he brought home.
I'm gonna tag: @confusedeevee, @jusst-you-wait, @futureboy, @everamazingfe, and @boulangerlee (you don't have to do it if you don't wanna, and for anyone else who didn't get tagged mutual or not you can do it you wanna!)
The most common thing I notice is that I love the hell out of comfy, happy endings where usually one or both people are asleep apparently. It's just so cute to make everyone fall asleep after they've had a rough time and they deserve it! You just can't go wrong with a good snooze!
Also (which tbh I already knew) I love me some fluff and hurt/comfort. That shit just hits DIFFERENT. And happy endings (even if the plot itself is sad).
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firefighting-idiot · 7 years
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“Why is she called Miss Death?” “There are many theories as to why. Some say she got into the mercenary work thanks to The Vagabond; others say that she comes as quietly and as swiftly as Death does, but some say, myself included, that she is Miss Death because she never fades away, she never dies, like the concept of Death.” RT GTA Au Meg Turney playlist.
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mc-glare-is-king · 3 years
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Incorrect Achievement Hunter Quotes #2
Jack: *looks at Fiona and Gavin*
Jack: *mouths* not guilty
Fiona and Gavin: Hot milky, Your Honor.
Jack: *slams her head on the table* For fuck’s sake, just lock them up!!
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s0fars0perfect · 7 years
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the sugar pine crew
a rough origin ficlet of the sugar pine crew
Steven didn’t set out to become some big bad in the city of Los Santos. He showed up to the city to do what every little kid who played with a camera in their childhood wanted to do, he wanted to be a filmmaker. He liked the idea of it, he liked the feel of a camera in his hands, directing people in home movies that merely laughed and ruffled his hair when he was a child. Steven Suptic was a cameraman, a director, a creator of film. It was why he wanted to head there in the first place.
But not every road ends at its expected destination. Some have twists and turns and some end halfway on their way to their destination. Steven worked his ass off to get to where he wanted to be but he fell short, just a little, and fell back on his best friend.
Cib was a vaping, drug-runner in the Los Santos area and Steven turned to him when he didn’t have anything other than a small amount of savings and his camera. It started that way, the two of them making stupid home movies and throwing them on the internet haphazardly. Cib set up a jammer on his computer to stop the police from finding him, making it the perfect place to upload videos from.
It was a short journey, this time, for Steven to end up helping Cib. He had little else to fill his time with and he needed money. It was a fast, short-term solution, as far as he was concerned at the moment. He helped Cib sell on the streets, a lot of people double taking at the gangly guy in the driver’s seat of the fancy sports car Cib was hanging out the window of. A few customers turned tail when they saw it, but good regulars only liked it better. Liked that Cib had a cover story and unfortunately, that was what Steve was at the moment. A really good cover story.
The videos started featuring a couple of drug runs, the two of them laughing while they sorted and sold to criminals. The videos worked as both incriminating evidence and resumes for any crime bosses who were looking for new dealers.
James came back into Steve’s life not long after they started up the business, James being an old friend from the film industry. What Steve wasn’t aware of, however, was that he was an ex-military man with experience in criminal circles. He was the most ruthless enforcer on a recently disbanded crew under the name Water Warriors, a collective of ex-Navy Seals that were forced to turn to crime as a way to sustain themselves. Steve was both very concerned and very intrigued as to why James had gone looking for him.
“You guys have a good thing going, and I needed another job. I assume you’re playing with drugs not because you want to,” James commented, nodding to the baggies of pills on the counter. Cib swept them off the table and into a briefcase with one smooth motion. “I can help you. I can hold your camera, but I can also keep other dealers off your back. What do you say?” James offered, holding out a hand.
“It’s hard to deny something like that,” Steve agreed, shaking his hand.
The three of them were more capable than anyone in the amateur game thought possible. A well-oiled machine of sorts that was both interesting and very worrisome for some bigger names. And, knowing better than to go after a crew, a few of them befriended them.
Fake Chop and Fakehaus from the Rooster Teeth collective were the first ones to reach out to them, offered them a few business opportunities, things that Steve wasn’t stupid enough to push away. Especially with a few freelancers still offering up their services on the side. Steve was growing a web of resources that had him on the map quite a bit faster than he was anticipating.
His short-term solution was turning into a long-term plan quite quickly.
Parker was an old colleague of Steve’s, a guy with every finger in a different pie and no one was stupid enough to ask about all of them. Not until Steve came around, inquiring about his business to the, rather easy to control, Parker. His roommates were men in the business as well, good to have around but not keep around. They made good business partners and crew mates to get started but Steve knew that they were all… time sensitive.
It was around this time that Steve realized that his films, while they had managed to cause enough attention to get them on the RT collective’s map were as causing quite the stir with the L.S.P.D. He would have to do something, and do something fast, when he remembered a little editor that he used to work with that always seemed to have more to her than what met the eye.
(But honestly, who in Los Santos doesn’t?)
Steve hired her in to fix the computer, putting an extra strong jammer on it. Autumn was quite the computer whiz and he couldn’t just hang her out to dry like that. Autumn held promise and when she quite literally saved his life from the office, lifting her head from the scope of a sniper rifle, Steve knew she was invaluable.
Freelancers came and went, a slight altercation between Parker and Cib had Parker running for the hills, and it was the last they’d seen of him, in person, since. His roommates seemed to go with him and a few new artists came around. A couple of them were big actors with a dark side, and since they had solidified their partnership with the Rooster Teeth collective, they had more resources than they knew what to do with.
Steven Suptic didn’t come to Los Santos to become a crew boss, but he wouldn’t deny what a lucrative business it was.
“Jeremy, I don’t know that body exists,” Steve said to him. Jeremy nodded without saying a word and disappeared, shovel in hand. Steve tucked his gun back into his shoulder holster and lifted his hand to rub his eyes under the frames of his glasses. Shaking his head, he headed out of the warehouse and climbed into his car. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel for a moment.
“Fuck,” he said and then peeled out of the parking lot, headed out of the warehouse district back to the Sugar Pine office. It was the most modest looking office anyone in the RT collective had ever seen, and Aleks had told him this the one time Fake Chop had showed up to bother them.
Steve climbed the stairs and let himself into the office, finding Autumn cleaning her sniper rifle. Steve was aware that she had saved his life with the thing, but it still made him very uncomfortable to look at it and he shut the door a tad harder than he intended to. Autumn didn’t even flinch, causing him to roll his eyes, taking off his blazer to toss it on the couch and picked his flannel up off the back of his chair, shoving his hat on his head.
“How’d it go?” James asked, coming out of the other room. It was mostly empty, sound foam leaning against the walls and trash on the floor, most of it from construction of the desks and chairs in the other room. There was a reason it was in here, and a reason why no one but the crew could go in here. No one else needed to know that an, albeit very small, crew got their furniture from IKEA.
“Fine. If someone asks about that guy-”
“What guy?” James replied.
“Thanks. Is Cib on a run?”
“To Macklin’s. If we keep fucking paying for overpriced, shit tier dope, I’m gonna lose my shit. I sent James with him. Hopefully they don’t get themselves killed,” James commented.
“James Allen McCune? You should’ve sent Autumn, at least she can defend herself,” Steve reminded him.
“It was supposed to be straight forward, don’t worry so much,” James told him.
It was useless. Steve was always worried.
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thefakeahcrew · 4 years
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...... Okay but what if...
Minecraft Youtube... but GTA AU....
Jschlatt as a Shady Business Exec.
Wilbur and Tommy making a gang to combat this shady Exec.
Dream being like a higher up in Los Santos and being the puppet master.
Techno and Tubbo both adjacent double agents for the respective crew.
Ex-Employees that worked for Jschlatt are now a part of Wilbur's gang.
GUYS. I'ma hyperfixate on this for the next 3 weeks.
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I know this is a long shot, but does anyone have a copy of AH GTA AU The Great Sealand Takeover? It’s gone from ao3, I’m assuming because of the recent situation with a certain person, which I totally understand. It was my favorite AH fanfic though and I’d really like to read it again. Thanks!
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i-would-eat-worms · 3 years
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This is a.... reach. But.
Is there anyone that has the downloads for some of WhaleHuntingBoyfriends fics on ao3? I never got the chance to download Them when.... you-know-what happened, but they were something I really adored. AH kept me going through some tough times and even though a lot has changed, I suppose I'm still clinging onto my past. The memories I hold to those fics I'm still reminiscing on. I don't even read RPF that much nowadays, but their fics were always something specia.
I'd be happy with any fic, but in particular, The Great Sealand Takeover and Wonderland ( I think it was called? God, it's been so long... ) were my favorites.
Please contact me if you have them. Or if you could direct me to another person who has them, that would be great.
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bugsquish · 5 years
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my jack cosplay is done!! i cant wait to wear it at tekkoshocon!
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5lbsofsmarties · 5 years
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59 gta au with sam ?
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Word Count: 649“I almost lost you” kiss
It was as though a fist of orange flame had decided to punch it’s way out of the main complex. Windows shattered. Smoke and fire rushed out. Thousands of pieces of glass and steel, a deadly rainfall, showered down all around you. Alarms - shrill and deafening- erupted. A huge bite had been taken out of the side and the roof of the building. The ringing in your ears was disorienting to say the least.
You struggled to your feet and looked around the parking lot in front of the warehouse that FakeAttack had been calling home. The lot is empty except for two vehicles. The one that you had just gotten out of, and a familiar looking all black muscle car that now looked like it was beyond repair due to the freefall of debris.
“Sam,” you gasped, rushing towards the inferno.
Heat licked at your face with every step you took and billows of smoke filled the air as well as your lungs. The large steel door had been blown almost completely off its hinges. You pulled your shirt up to cover your mouth and nose before forcing your way into the building. “Sam!” you called, hardly hearing your own voice over the crackling of the flames.
Support beams had fallen to the ground around you and you tried to maneuver around them to make your way back to the makeshift office area where you assumed that Sam would have been. However, before making it there you spotted a slumped over figure along the far wall. A fiery bit of something came careening from above you and you had to very nearly roll out of the way to avoid being crushed underneath.
With a bit of speed and strength you weren’t aware that you had, you pushed your way through the mess until you found yourself crouching next to Sam’s body. “Sammy,” you said, shaking his shoulder. He appeared to be breathing and he definitely stirred slightly but he did not wake up. You let out a low groan and slipped an arm underneath his in order to haul him to his feet. If making your way into the building had seemed hard, it was nothing compared to trying to escape with an unconscious man slumped against your side.
As you neared the door heading outside, the sound of frantic shouts and distant sirens met your ears.
Outside the warehouse, you gasped for fresh air and hardly noticed someone taking Sam from you. You all but collapsed to your knees and coughed violently as your eyes watered and tears streamed down your cheeks. It took some time to regain your composure but once you had, you looked up to see Ben and Chad crouched down with Sam leaning back against Chad’s car. From where you were it appeared like Sam’s eyes were open.
You pushed yourself unsteadily to your feet and tried to run over to the three of them, tripping along the way but never falling. Chad saw you coming. Both he and Ben moved out of the way as you approached. Without much thought, you fell to your knees beside Sam and took his face in your hands. He was covered in soot and ash but appeared no worse for the wear. You let out a relieved breath as you leaned in to all but crash your lips against his own. You pulled away almost as quickly as you had gone in and he looked back at you with wide eyes, and a slight grin.
“I gotta be caught up in gang warfare more often.”
You rolled your eyes, “I’m going to wait to make sure you’re okay before I kill you.”
“Good thing all your cool guns were blown up,” Sam laughed softly, cutting it short as he coughed loudly.
“I don’t need a gun,” you teased, pushing back his hair. “Knives are more intimate.”
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dooliaz · 5 years
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hey fellas quick question
has anyone considered the raw chaotic otter energy that would ensue from gavin/cib
i need to know. for Science
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settingorange · 6 years
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Piercing Red Wick 4 / 11
Meg Turney
Did she love Gavin? In the beginning. How could anyone not love him? He was safe by Los Santos standards. A charming man with gold sunglasses and a grin that said “Everything is going to be alright.” A crew to back up the statement. She wanted for nothing. The most expensive jewelry, lingerie, a cat or two. But she did want something. Something he couldn’t give her. She wanted to be free, or rather to not be Free. You can't be someone’s famous “girl” forever.
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firefluxx · 7 years
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Some FAHC Trevor because it's my favourite AU
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aplaceforrtprompts · 7 years
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Hey friend! Could you do a fahc!Ryan thing with "Who did this?"
Ryan stared down at you, his gaze cold and steely behind the colorful face paint. It didn’t scare you though, Ryan never scared you.
“Who did this?” he demanded, pulling one of his hands back, taking the rag with it to look at your bullet wound.
You winced but it was a clean shot through, you were going to live.
“Does it matter?” you shook your head. “I’m alive. We’ll get them later.”
“But they-” you didn’t let Ryan finish, you leaned up to press a kiss to his lips and after a moment you felt him relax for the first time all night.
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darkkkun · 7 years
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I am convinced that the Vagabond picks up stray pups during heists and-“What the hell IS that noise, Ryan?”
*quiet bark/whimper*
“.....NOTHING.”
(inspired by this Kingsman gifset)
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