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heyyy… been a while since i actually had motivation or went on here.. do you guys still like trikey and fanfics of such things ?
👀 becauseee i might start posting again!! im currently dating someone and they honestly give me that boost to get back into writing! i might dabble w some newer stuff, maybe even introduce ocs? i still love gta and trikey tho :p my partner gives me sm inspo to write fanfics abt them 😭😭
hope y’all are good! much love to this community, y’all have always been so welcoming ❤️
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every art piece from this fandom is amazing 🙏 i love this sm
MICHAEL DE SANTA
GRAND THEFT AUTO V
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currently trying to beat this game for the first time
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i write fanfiction for other things but i never talk about my other interests on here it’s so baddd 😭 i love writing blurbs all throughout my notes app tho, maybe someday i’ll infodump about other things on here
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Tons more at the source!
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!!! and yeah i should’ve mentioned that it also can change depending on who you start the mission as :) it’s cool stuff , ty for giving the link too !!🕺
y’know replaying gta v you get to hear this thing i call “a/b dialogues”
it’s usually if u die during certain (or generally most) missions !!
idk if any of y’all know abt it but it really puts a lot into perspective. like for example during the mission where u drive up to paleto bay w/ mike and trevor, usually the conversation is about trevor being a hipster right?
well if part way through you die or something else gets you a “mission failed”, you’ll hear different dialogue.. 👀
now i can’t recite verbatim but i do remember the two of them criticizing one another for their actions (trevor points out michael’s hypocrisy, michael points out trevor’s general deranged behavior); the thing that gets me though is when mike says “that’s my trevor” half jokingly, and at the end of their conversation says: “your midlife crisis started the day you were born. i’m just catching up.” LIKE DAMNNNN
anyway i wanted to bring this up bc a lot of the “b” dialogues r sooo rough bro 😭 like they’re usually pretty different than the original (or “a”) dialogue
do w that what you will for writing tho 🕴️
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y’know replaying gta v you get to hear this thing i call “a/b dialogues”
it’s usually if u die during certain (or generally most) missions !!
idk if any of y’all know abt it but it really puts a lot into perspective. like for example during the mission where u drive up to paleto bay w/ mike and trevor, usually the conversation is about trevor being a hipster right?
well if part way through you die or something else gets you a “mission failed”, you’ll hear different dialogue.. 👀
now i can’t recite verbatim but i do remember the two of them criticizing one another for their actions (trevor points out michael’s hypocrisy, michael points out trevor’s general deranged behavior); the thing that gets me though is when mike says “that’s my trevor” half jokingly, and at the end of their conversation says: “your midlife crisis started the day you were born. i’m just catching up.” LIKE DAMNNNN
anyway i wanted to bring this up bc a lot of the “b” dialogues r sooo rough bro 😭 like they’re usually pretty different than the original (or “a”) dialogue
do w that what you will for writing tho 🕴️
#gta v#grand theft auto v#grand theft auto#michael de santa#trevor philips#trikey#angst dialogue#idek tbh#this was silly for me to write#idk why i rambled about dialogue like this#i usually listen to both dialogues and compare#shits tough#sorry lol
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IM SO HAPPY Y’ALL LIKED THE LIL BLURB I WROTE !!! i miiight expand on it later cuz all the hangouts between michael and trevor have tension 🕺 also i had to fix trevor’s line at the end bc he says “mike and trevor” 👀 I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE !!!
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i still don’t know how to use this site can anyone hear me 😭
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HEY !!!!! so so sorry i’ve been on hiatus 💔 i hope y’all didnt forget about me 🕺 i lost the motivation to write sm but now i’m kinda getting back into it. also life update! i’m currently in college :D i have a lot of free time on my hands w the semester wrapping up so i miiight post more on here again and hopefully not go ghost 🕴️
with that being said……….. 👀🙏
i finished this prompt finally 🤯 i might add more to it or fix it up depending on how y’all feel, i’m always open to reworking !!! this is actually based on what i did bc trevor was already at his trailer 😭 so i just had them hangout
sorry if it seems not finished! i never really knew where to take this story tbh 🤔 i hope it’s decent tho!!! enjoy 🫶
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Well shit.
What time was it? Michael was supposed to be home with Amanda and both of their kids. Not hours away, sitting on the roof of his car in fucking Grapeseed. He hadn’t been out this far in so long.. how did he end up here?
There was no room left to wonder exactly what drew him out in this direction. He looked across the water briefly, shamefully turning when he saw a red truck kick up dirt far away.
“Fuck’s sake..” He sighed, releasing his breath after holding it in for what felt like forever.
How many times was he going to do this? When was he gonna grow out of this 80s fantasy? Sitting so melancholy on the roof of his car, rock ballad playing faintly in the speakers. It was like a replay of what it was like when he was young, driving endlessly to forget his problems.
But that’s not who he is anymore. He’s too old for dramatic epiphanies. He knew how wrong this whole situation was. The thoughts running through his mind. He should’ve been home already, in bed. With Amanda. Yet he remained motionless where he was, longing for something he couldn’t describe. It just didn’t compute with him. He had it all, why was he still here? What else could he possibly desire?
It was like hell in his head. Arguing internally. He knew he had no right chalking this up to a desperate attempt of reliving teen years. He knew why he was drawn out here. He just never came to terms with it. Couldn’t accept the reality he was running from for years. He just stuffed it down, like everything else. It was always shelved for another day.
So then what was he expecting? Digging up shit from the past was never good, he knew that. Stirring up memories forgotten for a reason. I mean, his life was finally in fucking order. He had his family back, he had more money than he knew what to do with, a stable career he been wanting forever. He was the happiest he could possibly be. If he was so determined to start something he could regret, what made him stop here? It was a waste of time to pull over and hesitate. What did he think was going to happen if he didn’t stop though? That he would toy with the past? Bite his tongue while kicking rocks? Mope about the “what ifs” and “what could’ve been”? Driving mindlessly was a mistake, and another mistake was waiting right across the water. He needed to get back.. before somebody at home started to wonder why he was gone for so long already. Before he spiraled even more. Shit. How long had he just been sitting there, thinking?
“This is so Goddamn stupid..” He muttered, running a palm over his face. Slipping his coat back on, he got into his car and began to drive back. He groaned loudly as his foot hit the accelerator.
“Fuckin’ idiot.”
That was the plan at least, until he turned right into Sandy fucking Shores, passing by an all too familiar trailer. A slender silhouette was lit up by the grungy streetlight, shouting out to him. He knew this would happen. But he wanted it to.
The drive to the closest bar was short and sweet, but the conversation on the way felt like years. After hours of torment in his brain, he couldn’t be more relieved to have a drink. Each one eventually made him forget why he was beating himself up in the first place. There was nothing to stress over. He just missed spending time with an old friend. Nothing more.
The two shortly stumbled out of the bar in a fit of laughter, like a pair of schoolgirls gossiping. Michael lifted his head up to meet a face that knew him too well, his laughter dying down as he stared. He didn’t like the feeling that sat in his chest as muddy eyes stared right back. All the bullshit melted away when he got drunk. He knew what this was. He knew that he was lying to not only himself, but to the man standing in front of him. He knew…
“We’re back baby! Mike and Trevor.. top of the world!”
He should’ve went home.
tell me why i switch to michael and he’s at the alamo sea at night 🤨 wyd here bro last time i was playin as u i left u in the city 🤨🤨🤨
mf sitting on the hood of his car looking out at the water n shit bro what i miss……….
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my heart 😭🙏
it was all going well, before one day, just before he got his wings, an evil witch in charge of psychological evaluations told him he was unstable, and grounded him for life.
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notice the top surgery scars
reblogs appreciated!!
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A Lamar Davis Appreciation Post:
Lamar is that friend who:
Would suggest and/or excitedly agree to random 3 AM trips to the GTA Equivalent of Waffle House with you.
Would laugh at all your jokes, even if you aren't the best comedian.
Get your pet and Chop matching costumes to take photos with on Snapmatic.
Would stick up for you when others want to bring you down.
Would call you to fix what most people think are easy problems to solve. (i.e. "Homie, my Wi-Fi is acting up and I need help!")
Calls you up so you can watch your favorite series together and react together as an episode plays on TV.
Orders such drastically different food pairings at restaurants. (i.e. Burger as a main course but the sides are a bowl of soup and garlic bread) May or may not be based off of what I actually do IRL, no not at all.
Gets into a mutual, friendly competitive spirit when you and him play some boardwalk games at Del Perro Pier.
Even moreso when you are racing go-karts. Lamar will roast you, but you can dole back what he throws at you.
The same applies to video games.
Any time is a good time to go to Burger Shot with him.
Encourages you to be yourself.
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1992, somewhere in the midwest michael in trevor’s favourite bomber jacket
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