#fahc!geoff

[gvnchvcks]

One of my favorite underrated fahc dynamics is Ramsey and His Two Frontmen, Gavin and Trevor. They’re like his Pokémon he sends them out for deal making depending on whether he wants the client Annoyed as Fuck and Scared or actually on his side And Scared

[rimmothy-timmothy]

Bitttch tell me all the fahc head cannons

i'm not gonna give you all of them, because where's the fun in that? but i'll give you some general ones >:3

if anyone wants to know more about a specific person, my ships, or teams/platonic pairings (like the lads, dusk boys, etc), hmu!

Geoff meets Jack when she's in her final year in vet school. She's working at a seedy bar, early in her transition, so she knows the worst of the worst in Achievement City. When Geoff rolls in, they immediately get along, and he respects her in a way no one has before. He starts talking about his dreams of making his own crew to clean up the city, to rule it in a way where the people are protected, from the cops, from other gangs, and she's sold.

Meanwhile, Ray and Michael meet when they're teenagers/young adults (around 18/19), both having moved to AC because it's cheap and it's somewhere that isn't home. They quickly get sucked into the life of crime to make a living for themselves. Ray's deadly woth a sniper, and Michael took to demolitions like it was second nature. They become mercs and start to get a name for themselves.

Jeremy is a retired boxer. He gets badly hurt during a fight, and he's told he's never going to box again. In need of money, he becomes muscle for hite for any crews who need him, and picks up weaponry rather quickly. He gives himself the moniker Rimmy Tim for fun, and it ends up sticking.

They all work with Geoff for a while before he decides they're the crew that he wants, they'd be perfect. They all get along with each other, they work well together, and every one is down to go along with Geoff's hairbrained schemes.

Meanwhile, Gavin is over in England with Dan. They're a two-man crew, and neither seem keen to join a larger group. Dan sticks mostly to being the muscle and weapons expert, Gavin ends up learning how to do... everything else. Stealth, negotiations, snipjng, but especially Hacking. Gavin and Dam end up in some really hot water, and Gavin is forced to leave the country.

Gavin moves to AC and gets right back into the swing of things. He needs money, why not take up jobs he knows he can do? Unfortunately, this has the side effect of messing up the Fakes' plans, and, well... they aren't happy. (I won't go too much into depth about that because... spoilers for a fic I'm working on)

Geoff is the best cook out of the main crew, and ends up the defacto chef whenever they eat together. Jack is good at cooking, but she doesn't enjoy it as much as Geoff does, sl she lets him do it most of the time. Michael can cook, he just doesn't bother because he has Geoff and Jack to.

Ray, Jeremy, and Gavin are NOT allowed to cook. They're lucky to be allowed into the kitchen at all. The three of them when not at the penthouse live off of prepackaged food, ramen, and take-out. They can't cook to save their lives. It's a travesty.

The last time the three of them tried to cook while the other three were out, well... they ended up setting a pan on fire. And then panicked like sims about it, which caught more of the kitchen on fire. When the others got home, they tried to lie about it, as if Jeremy wasn't holding a fire extinguisher, and as if there weren't scorch marks on the ceiling. Geoff was pissed.

Michael is honestly the only motherfucker to clean the penthouse. Geoff gets mad and tries to make the mess-maker clean it, which means it doesn't get cleaned, which means Michael ends up cleaning when he gets upset at the mess.

While they all tend to destroy things and make messes because they like to throw things and play stupid games like The Floor Is Lava, Gavin is by far the worst. His mess is mostly contained to his areas, but don't give him anything throwable, or breakable, or that can smash things, because he will cause trouble.

Trevor eventually gets wrangled into helping clean, mostly so he can 'beautify' things, but also because he's afraid Michael might actually kill him if he doesn't help.

Gavin likes to make stupid dares and challenges. Geoff, Michael, and Jeremy fall prey to these most often. Geoff because he can't say no to any dare, from anyone. The second someone sahs, "I bet..." or "I dare you..." he's already doing it. Michael and Jeremy just can't say no to Gav. Well, they can, but they immediately turn around and do whatever he asks.

Uno is banned from the penthouse. The last time they played it went on for three hours and Jack, Jeremy, Gavin, and Geoff wanted to kill each other or themselves. Ray and Michael just watched from the sidelines and reveled in their loss of sanity.

Gavin and Michael are neighbors! Michael's appartment is directly across the hall from Gavin's, much to his chagrin in the beginning.

Ray and Jeremy live about a 5 minute walk from each other, 10 minute drive from Michael and Gavin, and a 7-and-a-half minute drive from the Penthouse.

Jack and Geoff live full-time at the penthouse. They sometimes find it a little lonely, but then they remember how chaotic everyone is, and decide they enjoy the peace.

[cannibalisticcorpse]

me: im a multishipper

me when seeing what other ppl ship: why is there stuff that is not my otp :[

[urfavesarequadranted]

Geoff Ramsey and Jack Pattillo from the Fake AH Crew are moirails!

[namnworb]

Geoff Ramsey from Fake AH Crew / Achievement Hunter

[genius11rare]

Am 1000th note :)

Vids private :(

-did anyone save it?-

THANK YOU ACHIEVEMENT HUNTER FOR A DECADE WORTH OF ENTERTAINMENT AND AMAZING CONTENT! HERE’S FOR A DECADE MORE!

Also check out this awesome video by @duoachievement! It really shows how far they’ve come ;) 

[fakeahgems]

disclaimer: very old au

tw ryan is still in this au since this was created and worked on in like 2019 subject to edits

Info: Mostly based around an au of the fake ah crew and some of their minecraft series.

fahc gems:

Geoff- Rhodonite Jack- Larimar Ryan- Bloodstone Michael- Tourmaline Gavin- Yellow Pearl Jeremy- Overcooked Ametrine Ray- Ametrine Lindsey- Sunstone Meg- Cherry pearl Matt- iolite Alfredo green jade Trevor orange jade Fiona: Boulder Opal

[crash-bang-boom]

Naturally, Tumblr dot com reduced his resolution to the size of a modest postage stamp, but I thought the least I could do is free him from my drafts folder. Get ‘im here x

[the-art-pile]

The Golden Boy

Ship: Ryan Haywood/ Gavin Free (Freewood)

Word Count: 1,999

Prompt: Gavin has the whole crew wrapped around his finger. His words flutter around them and they do as they command. Why would they deny their golden boy?

Notes: This started as a kind of character study of my favorite headcanon of Golden Boy!Gavin and turned into a self-indulgent Freewood thing that makes no sense. Anyway, enjoy!

AO3

Most of the other crews and gangs saw Gavin as a side piece, an accessory that the Fakes lugged around, and who could blame them? At meetings, he hung off Geoff’s arm and simpered. He crooned into Geoff’s ear about wanting something and later others would seem him with said item, whether it be some sort of jewelry or fancy gadget. Some tried to use that little detail to their advantage, a way to hit the Fakes at their weak spot but little did they know, Gavin wasn’t a weak spot, and every other crew had to learn this the hard way.

Their first mistake was assuming that Gavin was Ramsey’s twink. To be fair to them, the evidence they were presented with gave them no indication that he wasn’t. In meetings, Gavin was plastered to Ramsey’s side. He would stroke his hand up and down his chest and fan his eyelashes up to the kingpin. A picture of sinful innocence. They never realized it was an act. They watched as the blonde-tipped male flirted with the leader. None of the others of the crew made any movement of discomfort at the display and a couple would roll their eyes in annoyance. They were none the wiser.

When the Fakes first started up, it was just Ramsey, Pattillo, and the Golden Boy. They watched as the Golden Boy earned his name. His finery becoming finer with each successful heist, and jaws dropped when the golden pistol made its appearance. Reports of Ramsey appearing in the jewelry shops starting springing up, and they were surprised to find that it wasn’t to case them, but a legitimate purchase. The procured items soon making an appearance on the Golden Boy. Thus, the idea of the Golden Boy being a sugar baby and Ramsey his sugar daddy was born.

This idea was shut down immediately by those that spent an iota of time with the Fakes. Whether it be a gun for hire or held for interrogation, these people tried to dissuade the rumors. Many even claiming that Ramsey wasn’t even the leader. They yelled about how it was the Golden Boy. Gavin was the one who pulled the strings, but no one believed them. To them, Gavin was simply the Golden Boy, a glorified kept boy.

~

When Mogar joined the Fakes, people were understandably afraid as he was a known pyromaniac, but at the same time, their fears were quelled as the arsonist would be on a leash under Ramsey. They were fucking wrong. If Mogar and the Golden Boy were seen within an inch of each other during a heist you fucking ran if you knew what was good for you. A well-placed word or two from the Golden Boy and suddenly the building was exploding and you were watching your hopes and dreams die. If you had made it out that is.

If you saw the two at a bar, your alcohol intake dropped drastically. You weren’t having a good time anymore. You’re cautious and watchful, waiting for the newbies that don’t know any better. You see the nudge and the whisper and suddenly Mogar’s eyes are burning. It’s 5 v 1 and the five are losing. No one intervenes. The fight only stops when the others are unconscious or the Golden Boy decides the fun is out of the moment. He then takes Mogar by the arm and saunters out.

~

If you receive a report of the Golden Boy and Pattillo being seen, you avoid the streets. There’s no telling when one of the speed demons will come flying around the corner. Or even come in guns blazing with a new attack chopper. There were no restraints on the two.

Monster trucks barreled down the roads. A jet swoops too close for comfort. No vehicle or location is entirely safe while the Golden Boy and Pattillo are out.

~

Most outside the crew didn’t see the effect the Golden Boy has on Rimmy Tim.  They only saw the aftermath. The ever-changing rainbow of hair. The reduced amount of words one week that was later met with the rumor that he had basically fried the inside of his mouth with sour candy,

The list went on. Little dares and bets that Gavin would present to Jeremy and would accept with little hesitation. Gavin knew not to go too far, but he couldn’t help but test it once or twice. See how far he could push the purple and orange man.

He wasn’t disappointed with the results.

~

Most can’t pick up on the Golden Boy and Vagabond dynamic. Even the crew couldn’t until it was thrust into their face. Gavin’s hypotheticals and seemingly idiotic questions were met with groans and eye rolls from the other members of the crew, including the Vagabond. There were those times though when the crew saw the Vagabond’s eyes sparkle a bit and suddenly he and Gavin were at each other's throats debating the everything to do with the little question. Multiple times the rest of the crew feared they were going to have to stop Ryan from killing Gavin. What shocked them the most was they would be in the middle of an intense verbal battle when would say some inane line, and they’d both stop, laugh, then go their separate ways while the crew stood blinking in awe.

They all knew that Gavin had all of them wrapped around his ring clad fingers, even Ryan. They could be driving somewhere for a heist, nothing going wrong, a simple peaceful ride. A motorcyclist would appear aways in front of them, and Gavin would lean over, hand caressing Ryan’s arm. A ‘please’ pressed to the mask covered ear and suddenly the cyclist was pasted across the window and hood of the car. The rest of them would laugh at the poor man’s demise, but they’d miss the knowing smirk pasted across their Golden boy’s face.

No one really questioned why Ryan listened to Gavin, seeing as they all did it. Blinded by their own trapping, they missed the gentle touches and whispered words before both disappeared. Later, they’d assume they were just hooking up, something they didn’t put past Gavin. No one visited Gavin’s or Ryan’s apartment, if they did, they’d realize they didn’t have a separate apartment. They lived together. In a house. With two cats and a dog, that the neighbor girl was all too enthusiastic to watch when they got busy. In fact, the couple was well liked in their neighborhood, and the crew never knew about it till they were forced to bunker down there one day. They soon learned that Ryan and Gavin had each other wrapped around their fingers, with silver bands.

~ “FUCKING GET DOWN!”

“WHO THE FUCK ARE THEY!”

The heist had been going well. The stealth part had gone phenomenal, the rest following through with their parts perfectly. That was until another crew showed up. They knew too much about their whereabouts with the heist meaning that they had to take care of a mole once they got out of this situation.

In a bullet-riddled vehicle, the crew is screaming through their coms. Talks about where to go as they race down the streets, a few of them being bandaged as the conversation goes on. If they had a mole, they obviously couldn’t go to any of their safe houses. They were probably already compromised. The talks turned to going to someone’s apartment. Michael vetoed his, as it was mostly just a front for civilian life and he mostly stayed at the penthouse. Geoff and Jack obviously lived at the penthouse. Jeremy had an apartment and volunteered, but was shot down because it was too small. They then turned to Gavin. He liked to spend money and the crew was assuming that he probably spent tons of money on some sort of bachelor pad. Their questioning leads to a blushing Gavin.

“Um, Ry? Can we fit everyone?”

“Probably, though they might have to bunk together in the guest rooms.”

This lead to them freaking out because holy shit they live together?! The long drive to their neighborhood brought up even more frantic questioned that was simply met with a silent Gavin and Ryan. When Ryan stops them in front of their house, the two turn to the crew and sigh.

“You’re gonna have to wait a bit until you can come in. We had a dinner party planned with the neighbors, plus we gotta pay the babysitter.”

“YOU HAVE KIDS!?”

“Furry kids, yeah,” Ryan snorts, “Hope no one is allergic to cats or dogs.”

“You’re fucking with me.”

“No Geoff, I’m fucking Gavin, very lovingly I might add.”

~

Four hours later and Gavin and Ryan return to the vehicles, dressed up and smelling of home cooked food. The crew watches as they wave at some of the people down the street before ushering them inside. What greets is so domestic that some of them feel like they stepped through a portal into an alternate reality. They can see the touches of Gavin and Ryan respectively throughout the humble abode. There’s a cat curled up in an armchair and one staring down at them from the cabinets. The giant ass dog that bounces up to them makes them all recoil. The animal bowls through them in excitement.

“THE FUCK IS THAT?!”

“This good girl is Strudel. The lazy ass is Pancake, and the lurker is Raspberry.”

“Why are your animals named after food?”

“Why not.”

Lindsey descends on Pancake, causing purring to overlay the current conversation. Slowly the crew settles down and Raspberry comes down from her perch to be pet after a bit. The panic of the earlier ambush seems to be completely gone now and a different panic sets in. Geoff is the one that breaks the silence.

“Since when did you two live together?”

“I think we’re coming up on seven years.”

Any and all movement that had been occurring grinds to a halt at that.

“We, uh, we’ve only been a crew for, um, three years?”

Simultaneously, Ryan and Gavin raise their left hands, displaying matching silver bands. There’s no sound for a second or two before suddenly they all break out screaming and yelling, a few going over to the pair to examine the jewelry more closely.  

“Kinda surprised you guys didn’t know… I mean we were in the newspaper and on the news for a few days after our wedding because someone wanted Ry dead, and shot it up with a bunch of hired guns. News crews were hounding us for weeks.”

“THAT WAS YOU GUYS!? I WAS FUCKING ON THAT JOB!”

“Small fucking world, huh?”

“Can we go back to the fact that they’re fucking married?”

“Yeah, the fuck you guys?”

“Well, we obviously started by dating.”

“No fucking shit.”

“Gav was just a hacker when we met, but he still had a mouth on him. We both were freelancing and got hired for the same job, and just kinda clicked? We’d meet up outside work and stuff. It was kinda an unspoken thing that we were dating, and then about a year after meeting, I proposed. Moved here, adopted our kids, became the token gay couple here, met you guys… Short and sweet.”

“Why the fuck did you act like you haven’t met before when we brought you into the crew?”

“Eh, just a game we like to play.”

“YOU SPENT ALMOST A YEAR AT THE PENTHOUSE CAUSE YOU SAID YOU DIDN’T HAVE A HOME?!”

“Again, little game. Gotta spice life up sometimes, and Ryan and I may have been fighting at one point during that and I stayed at the penthouse as a way to cool off.”

“Un-fucking-believable.”

“You try living with his snore denying ass and then tell me that living in the penthouse wasn’t justified. Took a fucking sleep study to convince him to buy snore strips.”

“This is too fucking domestic for me. Show me where I’m sleeping.”

[imladris-soldier]

So, I used the Wombo Dream app to create AI generated art. I used Achievment Hunter as the prompt and did one of each available style. I LOVE that through it all, the green persist. (Note, I omitted the Festive and No Style ones due to the 10 image limit)

[gvnchvcks]

what's the silliest headcanon that you really love?

It depends!! I have so many, but a personal fav I’ve had in mind lately is that fahc!gavin KEEPS trying to like make social media accounts for the FAHC. Geoff and Michael (and everyone else) keep yelling at him like “dude are you fucking stupid the cops will find us because you keep poorly vague posting about our jobs” but he’s just like BUT THIS IS MARKETING LOOK WE HAVE SO MANY FOLLOWERS WHAT IF WE GET PEOPLE ON OUR SIDE- “NO!”

A week later a 4th FAHC twitter account pops up and Gavin wakes up to his phone with a bullet hole through it

[rimmothy-timmothy]

Any ot6 headcannons? (Like big polycule crew vibes not necessarily just 6 ppl)

shit uhh, if you had asked me back in the day (like 3-5 years ago) i'd have so many! because ot6 was my jam. now, though, the pairings i have for my version lack the polycule i'm sorry anon 😔

lemme cook you up some!

if you want to know anything about a certain person, ship, or team, hmu!

The poly ship is Geoff/Jack/Michael/Gavin/Ray/Jeremy

They all start out as individuals relationships before they all end up intermingled

Jack and Geoff are kind of in a will-they, wont-they situation in the beginning. They obviously have something going on, but neither will act on it.

Michael and Gavin start dating somewhere along the way, on Valentines day, of all things.

Ray and Jeremy start sleeping together, if not romantically involved, because why not? And then they develop Feelings.

Gavin is the first one to realize he has feelings for someone other than his boyfriend. Much to his horror he realizes his growing crush on Geoff. And he panicks about it, tries to hide it, and things grow awkward as hell. No one knows why, though.

Jeremy has a crush on both Michael and Gavin, and not long after realizes his crush on Ray which is what causes them to get together.

Everyone else realizes their clusterfuck of feelings and there is a lot of talking, and conversations, and communication, and more taling about all of it. Boundaries and relationships and who is okay with what, etc.

Jack and Michael are the first to act, because everyone else is too chickenshit to do anything about their feelings. After an intense heist, he kisses Gavin like always, but then turns and plants one on Jack who responds in kind.

Everyone just kind of goes "!!!!!" and its like they were waiting for permission or some shit because after that things get less awkward. And they start experimenting, a kiss herr, a held hand there, sleeping together (both sex and actual sleeping).

They're all open with their feelings towards each other, and relationships bloom.

Some are quicker than others. Like Geoff and Gavin, or Ray and Michael. Some are slower, like Geoff and Jeremy are the last to even kiss each other, and Ray and Jack who are the last to share a bed. But it works itself out in the end.

They try to keep it a secret, because its hard enough with their enemies knowing about the individual relationships, knowing they were all dating, or whatever they call it, only puts more of a target on their heads.

As much as they'd love to, all 6 of them can't fit on one bed.

Sleeping arrangements are usually Jack+Geoff, Ray+Jeremy, and Michael+Gavin (when he sleeps), but it changes up often enough where it's a crapshoot as to who is where. Sometimes is Geoff+Jack+Michael, or all the lads together, or Ray+Geoff, or any variation you could think of.

The easy camaraderie never leaves, in fact, it gets easier. there are a lot of stolen glances and little touches and staring at someone's ass or lips.

Gavin somehow grows clingier and is almost constantly hanging off of someone.

Ray, too, likes to put an arm or a leg over someone when he's close to them physically

There's almost constantly some anniversary of some kind. There's the anniversary of the initial relationships, then the first time any given pairing kissed/slept together, tbe. the anniversary they all decided to try dating each other... no one is safe. Someone inevitably will forget some anniversary or another and get mercilessly teased about it.

The mother-henning from Michael, Jack, and Geoff get thrown off the charts now that they're all dating. Worryworts

Gavin plans elaborate dates, for himself, but for the others, too. Jeremy helps. Sometimes they'll corner someone and be like "here's what you're doing tomorrow night." It almost always works out.

Whenever Geoff has to plan a date it always kind of sucks? But in a good way? Like it's obvious he put a lot of thought and work into it, but he always ends up choosing the worst restaurants or the movie is trash, or the likes.

They have their ups and downs, their fights and makeups. Not everything is sunshine and rainbows, and its a lot of work, but they're all happy.

If the Fakes ever dissolved, they'd end up moving out into the countryside together, where Geoff can have his farm and Jack can raise animals and everyone has enough room to breathe, but also still be up each other's asses if they wanted.

Other ships I'm a fan of but aren't canon to my events; Mavinsay (Michael/Gavin/Lindsay), Lads (Michael/Gavin/Ray/Jeremy), B-team (Matt/Trevor/Alfredo)

[scarlettheknight]

fahc

[cornfields-and-bad-dreams]

For writing ideas, what about fahc geoff first meeting jack when she helps him get out of a botched robbery and that’s how they form a team?

So I finally got around to finishing this. It's probably not my greatest work but it's something.

Rating: Teen and up.

Warnings: Mention of blood and Knives.

Word Count: 1,100.

Jack wasn't entirely sure how she ended up working as a maid, but she did. Cleaning up after rich people was unbearable, her feet and back would ache after the long days spent working. The rich clientele were insufferable, these people obviously had never had to do anything for themselves, they would leave the biggest messes imaginable. On top of it all, they were assholes through and through, plus they didn't even pay well. Despite it all, a job is a job, and when you're in a city like Los Santos living ain't cheap, so any money Jack could get was greatly needed.

Jack woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing on the nightstand, checking the time her clock read 4:00 A.M. Groaning she reached over to see who it was. The contact photo for one of the houses she worked at greeted her on the screen.

"What now?" Jack sighed, not only was it early but it was supposed to be her day off.

Answering the phone Jack listened as the Lady prattled on about how they had a big party last night and were supposed to be heading for the airport soon so someone needed to clean the house, and if Jack would oh so kindly do it they'd pay her double the normal amount. Putting on a happy voice Jack agreed and asked when they'd like her to come in.

At 7 o'clock Jack got out of bed and by 8 she was at the house. Entering Jack was met with an unsurprising mess, the place was trashed and of course, it was her job to clean it. Starting in Jack began picking up and throwing away all the trash, she hadn't been at it very long when the sound of movement upstairs caught her attention. She was sure the lady had said no one was going to be home. Despite her better judgment, Jack proceeded up the stairs to the second floor in search of the source of the noise. Jack's first clue that something was horribly wrong was the sight of blood leading from one of the bedrooms to a bathroom. The sound of water soon drifted out from behind the almost but not quite closed door. Now Jack is not one to frighten easily and living in Los Santos had left her a bit desensitized to certain things, this shouldn't have been one of them but somehow Jack retained a calm composure and proceeded towards the door. Pushing it open Jack was met with a sight she hadn't expected. Leaning over the sink was a heavily tattooed man holding a towel against some sort of wound on his upper right arm. The man's head shot up at the sound of the opening door, his eyes were wild yet sunken, and his face seemed pale, overall the man looked rough. The man dropped the towel as he backed up away from Jack. Fishing a knife out of his pocket he slid it open and pointed it at her.

"Stay back, I don't wanna hurt you."

Jack threw her hands up and took a step back.

"Alright, I'm not gonna try anything."

The two of them stood there a moment in silence, the man seemed shaky, Jack wasn't sure if it was nerves or blood loss but either way, Jack knew that the situation was tense.

"Can I ask what you're doing here?" Jack spoke softly.

"I could ask you the same, wasn't supposed to be anyone here."

"I'm a maid, I got a call asking for me to come in today, supposed to be my day off but they offered double my usual fee. Now, you?"

The man let a breath out through his nose, the man's shoulders sank a bit as he seemed to relax. He still held the knife, but he brought it down to his side.

"It was supposed to be a quick job, in and out in less than an hour, grab whatever we could and bolt. Unfortunately, my partners had other plans. They shot me and left me here. No honor among thieves they say." The man looked at the gunshot wound. "It's just a flesh wound, so I guess I'm lucky in that regard."

Jack had lowered her hands and was playing with the bottom of her shirt nervously. She thought carefully about her words.

"Maybe you should sit down, you're not looking too good."

The man looked back up at her.

"What do you care?"

The question was more confused than suspicious.

"Fair question, I'd just hate to see you faint or something."

The man laughed lightly and nodded his head. He made his way over to the tub and sat down on the edge, Jack stepped forward into the bathroom more to keep eye contact with him.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Jack, Jack Pattillo. You?"

The man waited a moment, thinking, before finally answering.

"Geoff Ramsey."

Jack nodded leaning against the sink.

"It's nice to meet you, unexpected, but nice."

Geoff laughed and finally put away the knife.

"Likewise. So, how's this gonna go? I take it you'll have to call the cops, and to be honest I'm not in shape to be making a run for it. You just want to talk until the cops get here?"

Jack gave a confused look and laughed.

"Who said anything about calling the cops? Honestly, I don't give a damn about you being here, the people who live here are fucking assholes and in my opinion, I'd find it very funny for them to get robbed."

"Really?" Geoff was surprised.

"Really. I don't see too much difference between you and me. We might have different ways of making money, but I'd bet we're in the same boat when it comes down to it."

"You are something special, you know that?" Geoff grinned.

"Thanks. Now, if you're still interested in getting something out of this, I know where they keep a bunch of expensive family heirlooms. He'll I'll drive ya where ever you wanna go too."

"You're serious?" Geoff was hesitant.

"Look, I'm not gonna turn ya in, and I'll probably get in trouble for that, so if I'm getting in trouble might as well go the whole mile."

Geoff stood up and threw his arm around Jack.

"Why don't you join me? I feel like I can trust ya, and I'm definitely in the market for a new partner. I got a feeling we could go far together."

Jack laughed and threw her arm around Geoff in return.

"Why not? I'm sick of being a maid."

[fstarnd1sco]

im doing a lazy animation of the fahc for art class and this is my fav bit yet :))

[merethessc]

Ydyd,ydwd and fach fanart from me??? No!! How?!!?