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So I saw @michaelscaprisun post and be like, "I need to make a fanfic of this ASAP"

So here you go,

Imagine Gavin being taken away by the bad people and the others couldnt save him. And it seemed ridiculous that a god could been taken, could be kidnapped but it did happened after all. Ryan, the Dark God was so livid that someone dare to take what his, that he sweared he would save Gavin but he couldnt. Not only Ryan, the others too. The other gods were so frantic when they receive the news that Gav had been taken and they also had did everything they could but they just couldnt. Surely those people who kidnapped Gavin were professional. But why? Why Gavin? As a leverage against the other gods? Gavin wasnt weak they all know that - he's from being one. So why?

And Gavin cursed himself for being so kind to others that he couldnt see their wickedness. He try to get out of the bind (rope? a piece of cloth?) but he cant. Why the hell he cant get out? And why was he kidnapped? Who knows for that answer. But Gavin wasnt so worried, he knew the other would come and save him. And by the time they come, they would regret doing this to him. So he waited.

Time passed and he didnt know how long he had waited. Hours? Days? Weeks? Probably some minutes. So he waited and waited and waited and hope for the others to come. But they never did. The captors had come wearing mask (typical), torturing him and then left him to bleed in the darkness. They never say anything to Gavin, never telling their purpose for kidnapping him and it was driving him insane. He needed to know why? Why him of all gods? But they never tell and he was left in the dark.

Then time passed, he was tortured, he was bleeding, and the others still hadnt came. Everything hurts, his body (sure hes a celestial being but he could still feel pain), his mind, and most of all his heart. He was abandoned wasnt he? The others had left him to die. At first he doesnt want to believe that, he still hold on to 0the fact that the others would come and save him. But they didnt.... and his mind was slowly breaking away.

He felt the stabbing in his heart, the feeling of betray, abandon, hurt. He felt his sadness slowly turning into anger. How dare these lowly creature, these disgusting humans think they could hurt him without any explaination? Oh, they will face their punishment. The rope binding him was burned away with the sheer fire he ignite. And the darkness surrounding him made him more powerful than he had ever felt. He could see the captors running in the room with guns on their hands but they couldnt do anything as the darkness control their body to kneel in front of him as soon as they enter the room.

And they were begging to let them go, to release them. Oh, how delicious their begging were. Gavin craved for more. The darkness that control their body make them raise their hands (the one holding for the guns) and point at their other hands. Those hands which dare to kidnapped him and torture him and he command them to shoot. The screams were like melodies to Gavin. He needed to hear it more... and so he did. Make them point at their legs and shoot, make them point at their ears and shoot, make them point at their stomach and shoot. And lastly make them point at their forehead and shoot.

Gavin walked away. The darkness following him but oddly his whole being glow like a sun. It was too bright but too dark at the same time. As soon as he was out of the building, he was met with the setting sun. Its dusk now and Gavin could felt the darkness bowing down to him, could felt the light bowing to him. Gavin smiled and relinquished in his newfound power.

The captors had pay for what they did, now the others should have too.

achievement hunter live, perth 2019

“What happens when you give the Achievement Hunter boys a disposable camera during off topic?”

i saw that jack post and now i'm craving that pattillo sweetness. can you draw my ginger chub father pls?

Omg Have you all see that video about a seal on its back and it was smacking its tummy like a drum and it was so cute and funny. Imma take this chance to draw jack doing just that. :DD

the end

The stars are beautiful. Aquarius. scorpius. Orion.

so are the people, were the people. Beautiful humans shining brighter than the stars. He was Midas, the king of gold. She was strong as strong as there was. he was loud boisterous and excellent. He was smoke, he was fire, he was everything and nothing. he was proud a fighter through and through. He was the silence the space between spaces, all that is left.

“he loved you, more than he loved anything else.” “really? Tell me more.” “he had a silver tongue and a heart gold, when he spoke the world held its breath. but he was also clumsy and shy and loving. And he valued you above all else.” “why?” “because you were his everything.” “who is he?” “gavin free”

“she wanted to put the whole world in your hands.” “how?” “she had it all at her feet. she was the king and the queen. she owned it all, just to give you a gift that meant something in her eyes.” “what do i remember her by?” “jack pattilo”

“in his eyes you turned water into wine.” “i dont understand, why me?” “he was poison, he was loud, and some dared to call him insane. but you were the reason he came home. he loved you.” “who?” “geoff ramsey”

“you were his sun but he burnt for you.” “tell me what he was like.” “he was like unlit dynamite just waiting to explode; he was love, he was hatred, he was anger, but you were everything.” “what was his name?” “michael jones”

“he valued you above everything else.” “why?” “because he was pride, vanity, and insanity. But somehow he found you and when he did, he had something to live for.” “what did you call him?” “jeremy dooley”

“and who are you?” I am the lonely record keeper. I’m the whisper in the wind, the fall, the rise, the feeling for no reason, and the thought you can’t remember. I am the man of the stars. For they keep watch just as I do, they see it all and they remember, just like me.

“i am ryan haywood. the last. the victor. the memory. im your link to the past and your connection to the future. the end but also the beginning.”

i literally dont remember what i followed u for.. i think u had a jack pattilo icon and i was like "omg im a jack stan to bitch!!"

i followed u bc i liked godzilla and u had him as an icon i think

im still a jack stan!!! i love him, hes my husband

When you really think about it a cunt is a hidden box.

Jack Pattilo-Crash Bandicoot

brian from dream daddy is jack pattilo

So... im into SCP things now and there is an SCP called Mekhane The Broken God (the god of Machines and knowledge) that really remind me of Ryan in Skyfactory God AU..... And now I want crossover of The SCP creatures and Skyfactory AU

ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

I’m old as balls, so all i want is to be tagged in cute shit and stuff with burnie in it. also i want more adam ellis / gilby  content, and for people to appreciate Jack pattilo.

And wrestling. yes thats it.