#Gta trevor

[ever-animatezzz]

Keep forgetting to post here, whatever

[tapeworrmart]

More Trevor sketches 🦂

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[thunderrrat]

She Grand on my Theft till I Auto, anyway gta art

[hey-shug]

[heraxic]

harry in trevor gta v's iconic lil dress

[aisacang]

I’ve always been very creative during the final week oh god, I probably should study for my exams….

[chloe12801]

hi hiii ! hope ur doing well 🩷 i have a request for u if u'd like ! im curious to know how u think trevor would be with an s/o who is very quiet/shy/anxious? could be a headcanon list or a short fic or whatever u want ! no pressure and no rush ofc 🩷

Thank you so much for the request! Hope you are doing good as well :))

Headcanons: Trevor with a shy/anxious partner

TW: Drugs and violence mentioning

- He would take it personally at first, feeling that you think you’re better than him

- Really, that’s just because he’s never been shy himself so it doesn’t make sense in his head

- Once he realizes it’s not just a reaction to him and that’s just who you are, he’s way more understanding and respectful about it

- Essentially, it stops being a point of tension anymore

- He gets really happy once you start talking more and more, opening up to him as you get comfortable

- He sees it as his success

- If anyone is mean or even just says something teasing to you about your shyness like “cat got your tongue” or “wow, you talk so much I can’t even get a word in” Trevor will take offense and will start a fight over it on your behalf

- Sometimes the fights end in someone being dead and you being a bit mortified to say the least

- You’re used to people’s reactions about you being shy, it’s at most a bit annoying, but for Trevor it’s extremely disrespectful and makes him see red

- He makes sure your voice and opinions are heard even if he has to say them louder and with more force, getting mad that others aren’t listening close enough or at all

- For example, if you say something and no one pays attention, he’s going to yell at everyone to “shut the fuck up” and that “y/n just said *insert comment you made* but you fucks are too busy being pricks to hear them”

- His reactions might make things worse or embarrass you, but he’s honestly just trying to be helpful

- It would piss him off seeing how often you get pushed around and overlooked due to your shyness and anxiety. He never really experienced that and hates that you deal with it all the time, so he’s going to do everything he can to prevent it

- He always makes sure you’re comfortable and not overly shy or anxious

- If you do become anxious, he’s more than happy to go somewhere quiet with just the two of you to help you calm down

- He prefers your company over everyone else’s anyways

- He’s constantly checking on you and giving you support, even if it’s just him wrapping an arm around you, he always does something to keep you comfortable

- He likes talking and since you’re quiet, it works pretty well. You can listen to his ramblings and enjoy doing so

- He draws attention to himself and therefore to you, so you will likely fight about that. If you bring it up he will take it personal, like you’re embarrassed by him

- His lewdness and worshiping towards you is going to make you blush and feel awkward at first, but after a while it’s one of your favorite things he does

- If you bring up anything the helps you become less shy and anxious he’s going to make a note of it and have it in his mental or physical toolkit when you’re around

-He will probably offer you drugs to stop the anxiety, not realizing it would just make things worse

[dam-a-fish]

Dont think I've ever showed yall my GTA 5/RDR tattoo lol

[rreskk]

Things to consider about Trevor and his character:

Everything is draining me but I got some energy for some “consider” factors :)

-We all know Trevor is maths smart and very intelligent. He is no idiot. He has some serious gut intuition and, despite being so undermined, his intelligence is extremely high through knowledge and street-smarts. However, I’ve noticed low literacy development from his text messages and subtle handwritten notes around his safe houses and liquor store. Although he speaks in metaphors and riddles, I can only imagine he may suffer from slight dyslexia. Whether or not that’s him being lazy (most likely), but it would make sense considering his broken education and temperaments. It’s something to consider and suits his character!

-Also consider the fact that maybe, due to his drug and substance use, his height shortened from over the years. He may be 6’1 now but before he fell into the addiction loop, he could have been possibly taller. Like 6’2, maybe a bit taller? Shit like that happens when you grow older with such addictions.

-Trevor mentioned to Michael before that he’s “in the best shape” of his life. This makes me all giggly because — as a North Yankton slut — this basically implies that he was a bigger boy before Los Santos. Man had some fat on him, and his ID from 2004 (cos of his old picture) says his weight initially was 206. A BIG boy. Need to serve him on a golden platter.

-The biggest question in my mind: who introduced him to helicopters and planes. Trevor joined the military with talent of flying. He had his cargo-plane side-job before meeting Mikey in the Midwest, where they met. This brings to think about how exactly he managed to get hands on a plane in the first place…

-Think about his life-style, and think about how flexible his sexuality would’ve been before the professional criminality happened — or just after it started. His ability without the drugs washing the chances of impregnating. His likeness of sex and intimacy. Expect him to have unknown children roaming the states with his genes and DNA.

-He mentioned doing only “petty” crimes before Michael, meaning that he probably hadn’t of killed a human person. (Unless I’m wrong). Petty crimes, for those who don’t know, includes offences like shoplifting, disorderly conduct, common assaults (usually drunk). Real petty crimes without purpose or intent. This meant that Trevor was weirdly innocent, if we are comparing him to present Trevor. With his anger issues as well. Without Michael, he would’ve had a relatively different life with a CHANCE to reparate himself and become something more.

-Following this, consider that it’s not all Michael’s fault that his criminality and incline in mental health was partially responsible for his discharge of the airforce. We all know how Trevor felt about it, I shouldn’t have to explain how distraught he was about it.

-Also consider Trevor and Michael fucking :)

[paulsram]

Haven't touched gta v in so long

[ever-animatezzz]

I was playing the mission where Trevor saves Michael from Merryweather in the building thing and he turned up in his dress and it was the best thing ever

[tapeworrmart]

Yankton Trevor

[marchsfreakshow]

Angels Can't Cry Darlin [Trevor Phillips]

Hurt/Comfort //Drabble. My specialty; Halloween. You're feeling insecure about yourself, and Trevor is surprisingly comforting. In his own weird way.

Halloween was so shitty for me, I wrote this out of pure comfort lol.

It's Trevor so you know it's suggestive.

No one's perspective.

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Cars zipped past, they shouted party music. All of them. Despite Sandy Shores being decently quiet on a good day, something was always happening around the corner. It just so happened that today was a big 'happening'. Halloween.

What a day. Trailers had one piece of music playing, and beers were drunk. People danced, made out, did any and all types of drugs. Most you wanted to do was drink, and people watch. It was your favourite pastime. That's how you met your boyfriend.

You were sat on a little sandy hill facing the entry to Sandy Shores, legs crossed, and finding a piece of real life entertainment to make your day. Today was the day that a guest's car was parked out one trailer. You always kept your eye on the person in this trailer. He was entertaining you, even if he didn't have a clue about it. But, he welcomed a guest into his 'home', despite his demeanour. They spoke about a 'score' and how 'The Chinese..' would be following them or something. It confused you, but you were so intrigued in what happened.

Before you knew it, the man you were watching for entertainment, was staring at you. You were sort of leant on the trailer's front porch, watching the cars. "Why aren't you at the bar with everyone?"

"You weren't there." Trevor just chuckled and stood next to you.

"Why didn't you go baby?" He asked, staring that dark stare at you.

Your answer was a glance down at yourself. You were dressed as an angel. But not a teenage slutty one. Big wings, a headband as a halo, and everything in white. Trevor thought you looked wonderful. He just couldn't stop staring at you, and how wonderful you looked. "What's wrong with that? You look great!"

"No I don't. I look so shitty, and fuck ugly."

"Shut up. You don't. You look fuckin sexy like that."

You just smirked and swatted Trevor away. He didn't take that as a no, and wrapped his arms around you, leaning on your back. "Nah you look amazing. Want me to show you how great you look angel?" He leant you back using his own strength, kissing the sides of your tear stained faced.

"What are those tears for?" He let you go, and you turned around, holding onto his arms. There was some recognition of comfort in the man, and he took off the wings that really weighed down on your shoulders. You took a relaxed, deep breath, as your posture became less stiff.

"I'm sorry Trevor..."

"None of the apologizing bullshit angel. C'mon." He threw the wings and halo into the road, letting whoever drive over them. The cold air brushed past you, and he took your worrying look into the nothingness as a confirmation you needed to be inside. Your back found the bed as you wriggled around trying to find a comfortable spot. Not like Trevor's bed was very comfortable anyway. He sort of held you best he could. Comforting and cuddling for long wasn't his strong suit. "Your costume looks fuckin brilliant. Don't say shitty things about yourself. Understand?"

As a response, you nodded, your arms wrapped tight around your boyfriend's back. It didn't last long as Trevor had you pinned down slightly, and was placing kisses everywhere. He moved parts of your costume around so he could place a kiss on every part of you. "You're gorgeous. Shut up and don't forget that."

"Okay Trevor."

"Not good enough."

"I'm pretty, and nice looking. All for you." You sighed happily, hoping it would satisfy him.

"Good Y/N." He grinned, finally kissing you properly.

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[thunderrrat]

Trikey posting

[gtavblogside]

He got caught noooo

Damn I am so sorry for the 5 day break I got sick

:,< but now I’m back yay :D