The story of how an infamous crime lord became the guardian of three children and a teenager.
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I got to meet one of you guys recently!! I was selling at a local comic convention and spotted @ethankeepsondoingstupidstuff ‘s Vagabond jacket from a mile away! It was lovely meeting you!!!
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Also, I Haven’t really been keeping up with the GTA videos for like a year now! Please recommend your faves for research purposes
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Guess who’s not dead!!
I want to get back into writing, so hopefully this weekend I’ll have some new content for y’all.
Please send me requests/ prompts / let me know anything that I didn’t ever finish!
I also recently became addicted to Tik Tok and I’ll be doing some videos in my Rimmy Kim (the 50’s prom dress I wore to RTX) soon. If you want to follow me on there it’s: kellisinaj
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Are you going to finish the unwelcome visitors arc? Or add in Fiona to the fic??
I’m not sure about the arc, I’m getting back into writing so I’ll have a look and see what needs extending/ finishing.
I actually haven’t seen any content with Fiona in at all!! If you guys can recommend some videos to start off with that would be great
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It’s my birthday! 🍰 🎉
I’m hoping to get some writing done this weekend inbetween celebrations.
Part one of the birthday weekend is a Harry Potter themed escape room!
How do you guys think the AH fam would handle an escape room? :o
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Here’s a life update!
I’m in Manchester right now. I just saw Jimmy Eat World and Frank Turner and the Sleeping Souls on a last minute whim. (I havent heard of either bands before. And I haven’t been to a concert since S Club 7.)
Tomorrow I’m watching Welcome to Nightvale. Then Monday I’m on my way home. I’m going to try to fill all the prompts I have in my ask box on the train back home!
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I’m selling some of the merch I got in the RT Box at RTX London.
Everything is brand new and was only taken out of the packaging for a picture.
Check it out on eBay or drop me a message for info!
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Hey! I know it's been a long while but I decided to try and write some more for We Could Have It All. I was looking back on the High School Years fic and I know you have specifically said Ray is Ace (as a fellow ace YAY!) and that Ryan feels the same as he does. So does that mean that Ryan is Ace as well or more Aro? I just want to make sure I honor your AU as much as possibly in my own AU! lol
Hey!! I’m glad you’re back on the writing bandwagon, I’m pretty hyped to be writing again too!
Ryan is demisexual. But hasn’t found someone he loves enough yet, so to make things easier he probably just tells the family he’s ace too 💕
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Mean Girls: Part Four
Orphan Brigade [High School Years]: Geoffs boys are growing up fast. They’re attending High School, meeting girls and participating in epic heists.
“Why are you hanging out with them?” Lindsay asked, more curious than upset.
“I think they’re interesting. Especially Meg.” Mica explained as she took a drink of her coffee.
They were sat at the dining table of the Fake AH penthouse, waiting for the boys. It was heist night and unsurprisingly, the boys were spending hours choosing outfits before hand.
“Why Meg?”
“She has a weirdly.... criminal vibe to her.” Mica admitted her suspicions. “I can’t really explain it.”
Lindsay laughed. “She has the most normal family i know. They’re just rich snobs.”
“She’s more than that.” Mica mused. “I want to keep a close eye on her. It would be good to get her away from the other girls. You know? She might let her act down a little bit if it’s just us.”
“Well, she has a big charity ball thing coming up. Why don’t we invite her shopping? She wouldn’t think its suspicious. I date Michael, she’s dating Gavin and you’re close to the family now too. ... You don’t have a thing for Jeremy or Ray do you?”
Mica laughed. “Absolutely not.”
“Just checking. So, shopping trip?”
“You’re not planning a shopping trip without me, are you?” Jack gasped from the doorway, walking in to grab a drink from the fridge.
“You’d want to come?” Mica arched an eyebrow.
“I need more girly time. It’s been years with just the boys. Indulge me.”
Lindsay smiled. “The more the merrier. We’re investigating Meg.”
“You’re the worst at keeping secrets.” Mica rolled her eyes.
“What? If Jack is coming too, she might as well know what we’re up to.”
Jack shrugged. “I won’t tell anyone. Unless you find something that Gavin needs to know.”
“Deal.” Mica nodded. “We’ll need to get Gavin a decent suit too if he’s going to this charity gig. I’ve seen his wardrobe. It will not cut it.”
Jack laughed. “We can take care of it.”
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Send me some stuff? (Remember this is a family AU so no inappropriate ship prompts!)
Dialogue Prompts
Hello again, here’s another list of dialogue prompts because I really liked doing them and they make me super creative compared to other people just telling me what plot to write. My writer’s block is killing me so I think this might help. I’ll probably close my ask box once I reach like thirty requests though so do it while you can!
“Marry me.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“You are not going without me.”
“I can’t believe you!”
“I swear it won’t happen again.”
“What did you say?”
“I’m not jealous.”
“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”
“We can’t keep doing this.”
“Isn’t this amazing?”
“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
“Stay the night. Please.”
“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”
“Run away with me.”
“Quit whining.”
“Get outta my sight!”
“Why are you so annoying?”
“Were you ever going to tell me?”
“Never in a million years.”
“Don’t ask me that…”
“I might have had a few shots.”
“What’s with the box?”
“W- What are you doing?”
“Say it!”
“I could kiss you right now!”
“Are you done with that?”
“What’s going on here?”
“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”
“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”
“Did you do this on purpose?!”
“Kiss me.”
“Are you still awake..?”
“Excuse you?”
“This is all your fault!”
“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”
“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”
“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”
“It’s not fair!”
“I could kill you right now!”
“Knock it off!”
“Screw you!”
“You’re a complete moron!”
“I can’t be in love with you!”
“Make me.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
“I hate you.”
“You are infuriating!”
“Just shut up already.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“Bite me.”
“Eat me.”
“Kiss my ass.”
“Just admit I’m right.”
“Just admit you’re wrong.”
“You are being ridiculous!”
“That’s irrational.”
“Listen to me!”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”
“Don’t yell at me.”
“That’s it. End of discussion.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You shouldn’t have said that.”
“Fuck you!”
“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”
“How dare you?”
“I dare you!”
“It’s you, it’s always been you.”
“Well this is awkward…”
“Just pretend to be my date”.
“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”
“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”
“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”
“Can I touch your boob?”
“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”
“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”
“Give me cake or give me death.”
“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”
“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”
“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”
“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can��t.”
“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”
“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”
“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”
“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”
“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”
“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”
“I vote today to be a pajama day.”
“You have to tell me why we’re committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”
“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”
“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”
“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”
“I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”
“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”
“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”
“This would not happen if I had a penis!”
“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”
“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”
“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”
“To the night you’ll never remember!”
“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”
“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”
“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“
“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”
“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”
“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”
“I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”
“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”
“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”
“It’s midnight, what do you want?”
“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”
“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”
“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”
“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”
“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and fourth wheeling.”
“Your hair is so soft…”
“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”
“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”
“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
“Are you wearing my shirt?”
“You are ridiculously comfortable…”
“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”
“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”
“You’re beautiful, you know that?”
“We should get a puppy!”
”Don’t apologize. That’s not the point. Did you mean it?”
”This is an apology pizza. Please take it or I will start crying right here.”
”I thought I lost you”
”Okay, when you say love, do you mean love as in like loving pizza or as in love, love?”
”They don’t like dogs. It wasn’t going to work out.”
”The hills are alive, with the sound of bullshit.”
“I feel like I’m losing control.”
“Okay, am I drunk or did you really just say that?”
“I’m too sober for this shit.”
“God, I missed you.”
“I let you down. How am I supposed to forgive myself for that?”
“Okay, the blood isn’t mind, calm down.”
“Did you really think I’d leave?”
“There’s a difference between being brave and being stupid.”
“You’re proud of me?”
“If love was easy, we’d be writing songs about better things. Like pizza.”
“Is this supposed to be this hard?”
“They’re going to hate me.”
“Like I’d choose the laws of physics over you.”
“Did you just blue shell me!?”
[text]: What do you want now?
[text]: Do you want to bet on that?
[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…
[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!
[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.
[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.
[text]: I call bullshit.
[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?
[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.
[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!
[text] I know what you did last summer…
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Mean Girls Part Three
Orphan Brigade [High School Years]: Geoffs boys are growing up fast. They’re attending High School, meeting girls and participating in epic heists.
Mica’s starting point for helping Gavin impress Meg was to infiltrate the ‘Plastics’. She knew that wouldn’t be too difficult. She already looked the part and had the money to back her up, slipping into their group wouldn’t be too difficult. The harder job would be to work out what kind of rich girl Meg was.
After a few conversations, Meg seemed like the typical popular girl. But Mica got the sense that there was something more going on there. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but her vibe was different to the others.
Meg was definitely smarter than her peers. She was less obsessed with fashion and boys, and seemed to spend more of her time observing people and their interactions.
Mica had a good sense of people. And Meg’s vibe was less valley girl and more like.... Mica.
Mica had done a full background search on her family and there was no signs of criminal activity. But Meg seemed like she was hiding something of that variety.
Mica’s goal was starting to move further away from helping Gavin with his girlfriend and becoming more about finding out Meg’s secret. Mica did like a good mystery.
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After reading Tiny Dancer, I want a follow up story where Ryan has been picking Gavin up once a week from school and taking him to lessons and now it's time for his recital. He's nervous and Michael thinks he is amazing but is hurt that he kept it a secret.
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To make up for “A Horrible Idea”, where Ryan does feel like part of the family, here’s a post where he’s the best big brother!
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Tiny Dancer [Part Two]
Orphan Brigade [Baby Years]: The story of how an infamous crime lord became the guardian of three children and a teenager.
After Gavins passion for dancing had been sparked, Ryan had a quiet word with Jack and Geoff and started taking Gavin to dance classes once a week after school.
Gavin was too embarrassed about it to tell Michael and Ray what he was doing, so Ryan just told them that Gavin was going to a science club. Michael was far too uninterested by science to ask anymore questions.
After a few months, the class put on a recital for all their family members to watch. When Ryan picked Gavin up that day, they had a long discussion about whether or not Gavin wanted everyone to come.
“Do you think they’ll make fun of me...?” Gavin asked meekly.
“I can’t promise that they won’t. But Michael teases you about a lot of things, doesn’t he?”
“Yeah...”
“He’s not being mean when he does it. He’s just a brother. That’s what brothers do.”
“...I think I want everyone to come. The dance is really fun. I want everyone to see.”
“Okay Buddy.” Ryan smiled. “If Michael teases too much, I promise I’ll stop him. “
Michael and Ray didn’t find out what they were going to until the show was just about to start.
“Why are we heeeeeeeere?” Michael complained loudly, slumped in his chair.
Jack prodded him in the ribs. “Sit up, it’s about to start.”
“Where did Gav go?” Ray asked.
“He’s in the show.” Ryan informed them in a casual tone.
“He’s what?!” Michael bolted up straight. “Since when?!”
“He’s been practising. Hush, it’s starting.”
The show was surprising to say the least. Geoff had been expecting the typical kids dance show, little kids doing a quickly thrown together, shambling version of swan lake. But this show was a lot more planned out and adapted to the kids strengths. Gavin was playing a soldier. He was dressed in camo and had black face paint smudged across his face. A wide grin spread across Geoff’s face as he watched Gavin try to put on a serious face, but constantly break character, giggling to himself as he danced.
When the show was over, the family met Gavin at the side of the stage. Gavin ran over, the happiest expression on his face. He dived onto Ryan, hugging the teen tightly.
Michael watched, an unsure expression on his face. “That....was....awesome!”
“Really?” Gavins eyes lit up.
“Yeah!! When the lights changed and all the soldiers started fighting-” Michael started punching the air, mimicking the dancing he’d seen. “It was really cool! But.... why didn’t you tell me about it?” Michaels enthusiasm suddenly dropped and he looked genuinely hurt.
Gavin froze, not sure how to answer that question.
Ryan knelt down so that he was at eye level with the boys. “He wanted to surprise you. And it worked, didn’t it?”
Michael thought it over. “Yeah!” He laughed. “Big surprise.”
Gavin squeaked with excitement and pounced on Michael to hug him.
Ryan patted Gavins head and stood back up. Geoff draped an arm over Ryans shoulder, proudly watching his boys talk about how great the show was. “Thanks Ryan.”
“I didn’t do anything.” Ryan arched an eyebrow.
“You found out he liked it. Found him a class. Took him every week. Got all of us to come here. Kept him calm about the show. That’s not nothing.” Geoff countered.
Ryan shrugged. “It’s all a part of being a good big brother.”
Geoff ruffled Ryan’s hair. “They’re lucky. They have the best big brother.”
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For a short prompt while you travel: “You don’t know how to drive stick?! That’s a problem!” "Why is that a problem?" "BECAUSE YOU ARE OUR GET AWAY DRIVER!" Maybe with the focus being Micheal, Gavin, and Jeremy?
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I think I nailed what driving stick means. We don’t use that term in the UK, but we do have the whole manual vs automatic gear shifting cars so I assume that’s what it means.
I learned how to drive manually. It was terrible. And I haven’t driven since then :’) If I did start driving again I would definitely go automatic.
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I’m planning on leading the ‘Mean Girls’ storyline into something a bit more ambitious with the ladies.
If anyone has any prompts with Meg, Lindsay and Mica this is the time!
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The Getaway
Orphan Brigade [High School Years]: Geoffs boys are growing up fast. They’re attending High School, meeting girls and participating in epic heists.
Michael was starting to struggle with this heist. It was just him and Gavin and he’d already saved his brother from being shot about five times already. There was a small cut on his forehead and blood was starting to slide down into his eye, blurring his vision. He also suspected that his wrist was sprained, if not broken. It was starting to throb painfully.
Luckily they were almost done. Michael grabbed Gavin by his collar and rammed him into the getaway vehicle. “....Where the fuck is Jeremy? I thought this shit was perfectly timed. He should be here by now!”
Jeremy ran over from the opposite side of the street, diving into the drivers seat. “Sorry! A cop asked me what I was hanging around for, it took a little time to get rid of him.”
“I don’t need your life story!” Michael barked. “Just drive!”
“Okay! Okay!” Jeremy grabbed the wheel, then froze.
“Fucking go!”
“....I can’t drive stick.” Jeremy admitted quietly.
“.....You’re our get away driver. What do you mean you can’t drive stick!!!” Michael’s face was starting to turn a startling shade of red.
“I didn’t realise! Geoff just said he’d sort a get away car!”
“We’re fucked!” Michael hissed.
“Gavin! You drive!” Jeremy suggested, reaching for the door handle.
“I don’t drive!”
“What do you mean you don’t drive?!” Jeremy’s eyes widened.
“I’m British! I’d drive on the wrong side of the road!”
“...That makes no sense!!!”
Michael grunted, he got out of the car and stormed over to the drivers side door, yanking it open. “Move the fuck over.”
Jeremy slid into the passengers seat and Michael started the car up. “You owe me for this.” Michael snarled as he placed his aching hand on the steering wheel, racing away from the scene of the crime.
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