So Hi everyone my name is Riya and once again welcome you to the blog of grandgta. mania. Also, I am available on other fandom blogs too if you are a part of them I am also available on Instagram with the same name.
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Introduction:
Name: Riya
Pronouns: She/Her
Birthdate: 23 December
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn
MBTI: INFP-T
FunFact:
I have been playing GTA since 2012 and my first ever game was GTA Vice City
Even though they say don't spoil the game for yourself I did watch RDR 2 video mission but I don't have the game
I am a college student
I love these games
Fandoms I love:
FRIENDS MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE STRANGER THINGS GTA&RDR AND MANY MORE
Fav GTA games
GTA: Vice City,GTA San Andreas,GTA 5,GTA 4,GTA 3,RDR 1 AND 2
Fav Protagonist:
Michael De Santa, Tommy VercettiArthur Morgan, Franklin Clinton, Trevor Phillips, John Marston, Niko Bellic
Summary: As requested by anon here , Michael gets jealous when he sees Trevor flirting with you, and he snaps out, revealing he is in love with you
AN: Dividers by @cafekitsune
Not fully beta read, I tried my best
Masterlist || Michael de Santa Masterlist
Jealousy is a boon and a curse, that's what Michael thought when he was.
You were sitting on the couch, Trevor beside you, and Michael at the other end. Franklin, beside him, was submerged in his own conversation with Michael, but he wasn't paying attention, side-eyeing your and Trevor's conversation, or was it more than that~
"So tell me, gorgeous," Trevor said, taking your hand. "What a girl like you got interested in crazy heists like these?"
You gave a chuckle, shaking your head. This dude and his flirting that you never got tired of-
Trevor grabbed your hands and caressed it which didn't go unnoticed by Michael... Trevor spoke again, "Your hands are so pretty!"
"Oh, thanks, Trev..." you said, giving him a shy smile. He then took your ring finger.
He took your ring finger in his, smirking. “Well… maybe I should put a ring on this.”
You raised your eyebrows, but before you could say anything, Michael yanked your hands out of Trevor’s, out of nowhere, scaring the crap out of you.
"Can you not?"
"Michael!" you screeched, pulling your hands out of his grasp and getting up from the couch. You noticed Franklin coming up behind him. "What is wrong with you?"
"Oooo, what happened, Mikey boy?" Trevor smirked, catching the furious look on Michael’s face. "Did I just step into your moment?"
You furrowed your brows, glancing from Michael to Trevor, then to Franklin, who only gave you a shrug.
Michael clenched his jaw, his hands curling into fists. “Yes, you did… you did—damn it.” He exhaled sharply, like he was trying to stop himself, but failed. “I’m in love with her, alright?”
For a second, no one said anything.
Trevor blinked, then let out a low whistle, clearly caught off guard. “Well, shit… didn’t see that one coming.”
“What-?” you said, holding your hands up, completely thrown. “What are you guys talking about? Michael?”
Michael dragged a hand down his face, already regretting it, but not taking it back this time. His gaze shifted to you, something raw and unguarded in his eyes. “I’m talking about you,” he said, quieter now. “About how I’m sick of pretending this doesn’t mean anything when it does. When you do.”
You blinked, the shock hitting a second too late, like your mind was still trying to catch up with what he’d just said. Trevor and Franklin looked just as stunned, the room suddenly too quiet.
“Uh… really?” you managed, though it came out softer than you intended.
Michael didn’t respond. He just stood there, head lowered, avoiding everyone, avoiding you.
Something in your chest twisted at that.
You swallowed, glancing briefly at Trevor and Franklin before looking back at him. “Trev, Frank… can I have a moment with him?”
The two left without saying anything but you could see a change in mood from Trevor and Franklin.
"Mike," you approached him but he stood still there. "Michael is true?"
"It's what true?" his voice was lower
You swallowed, holding your ground. “What you said… back there.”
Michael let out a slow breath, shoulders dropping just a fraction. For a second, it looked like he might brush it off—say it was nothing, that it slipped.
He didn’t.
“Yeah,” he said finally, barely above a whisper. The word hung between you.
He rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding your eyes before forcing himself to meet them. “I didn’t plan on saying it like that. Hell, I didn’t plan on saying it at all.” A weak, almost self-conscious huff escaped him. “But it’s not a lie.”
You didn’t interrupt.
Michael’s gaze softened, something steadier replacing the earlier anger. “I tried to ignore it. Figured it’d pass, or that it wasn’t… smart.” He shook his head slightly. “Didn’t work. It didn’t just happen overnight, you know"
A small step closer, careful, like he wasn’t sure you’d let him.
“You matter to me,” he said quietly. “More than I probably should let you.”
You stood there for a moment, and before you even realized what you were doing, you leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
Michael stood stunned at first, then slowly leaned in and kissed you back, his hands settling on your waist. You pulled back, a smile tugging at your lips.
"Took you long enough," you said with a light chuckle, and he laughed along with you. But you could see the love in his eyes
"Yeah," he admitted under his breath. "Guess it did."
You tilted your head, a teasing glint in your eyes as you looked at him.
“Jealousy suits you, you know.”
Michael let out a quiet scoff, but he didn’t deny it this time.
Summary: As requested by @theboysfanficmaker here. You and Michael have been secretly in a relationship for over a year, and it gets revealed during the worst time of the heist.
AN: Dividers by @cafekitsune
Feel free to reblog, Not beta read, hope I have given what you needed @theboysfanficmaker
Masterlist ||
It was heist time, but Michael had said you not to come and you did. Lester said this was a dangerous job, that could harm the three of them, but you didn't want them to die for a silly job, especially Michael, your Mikey.
You both had started dating a year ago, being a crew for the heist he had chosen you, and you went in for the money but stayed for the love.
"Guys, five minutes left," you heard Lester's voice in the comms, "Hurry the f*ck up!"
"Lester, shut up," Trevor yelled. "We all are working, let us WORK,"
You gave a sigh, "Guys, there is no time for bull shit, make it quick."
You had a gut feelings that somehwere or other these guys needed a getaway car and driver. Lester was a bit skeptical, but when you said you would give him double payment for the next heist, he had agreed. And the worst thing you did was not follow the rules given by Michael cause God forbid a woman who is in love with a man, and you didn't want him dead.
There was a pause in the comms, the only sound that was coming was of the alarams and you sucked a deep breath in when you realized your mistake. "Fuck."
"Y/N," It was Michael's voice. "Is that you?"
"Uhm."
"What are you doing here?" You could hear the fear in his voice. "I told you not to be here."
You could hear the snickering voice of Lester and the silience from the other side.
"Well, Mike I don't want you idiots dying for a stupid silly job!" You growled hitting the steering wheel."Bring your asses quick."
"Oh come on, HONEY!," He growled "And that is why I said you not to be here!:"
"Honey?"
"But, Mikey boy why shouldn't she be here?" Trevor asked "We gotta an extraa driver." you could feel the teasing voice of Trevor.
"T, not the time, Focus."
"Y/N girl, what is happening between you two?" It was Franklin now
"Franklin, just like Michael said, focus."
"Huh?" Franklin sounded shocked. "Man, I better not think what it is."
"You guys STOP!" It was Lester this time. "Maybe they are dating stop be quick and HURRY
The next few minutes felt longer; it was too quiet for your liking, and that silence pressed heavily on your chest. You kept glancing at the alleyway. Pressing into the comms, "Lester, any word on them?"
"No Y/N, sadly, there isn't."
Your grip on the steering wheel tightened with every passing second. "Come on, Michael..." you tried again, softer this time. "Guys..." Still, there was no response, and that scared you most. "Don't do this, Mikey." You muttered under your breath
Then, suddenly, gunfire erupted in comms
"They're pushing in- Move!" Michael shouted.
"Guys, I am outside the Alley," you replied immediately starightening in your car seat, the adrenaline running inside you. "Hurry up," Sirens wailed behind you, growing louder and louder, the cops were arriving, but your eyes were glued towards the alley until you saw them.
"Get in," you shouted, pushing the passenger door open as they reached the car. Franklin jumped in first, followed by Trevor, and slammed the door shut. Michael got in last, dropping beside you
"Drive," Michael barked.
Without hesitating, you pressed the accelerator, the car shooting forward as you swerved through traffic, sirens screaming behind you.
"Left, left-" Franklin yelled
"I know." You snapped, you could feel Michael's eyes on you, the worry etched on his face, he brought his hands up and then lowered cause of the situation you were all in
Gunfire echoed faintly behind you, the sirens slowly fading away.
Silence filled the car; you knew now there was no stopping or avoiding the questions you were about to hear.
Trevor cleared his throat, "So, let's talk about the elephant in the car?" You knew where this conversation would go.
"No," Michael said immediately
"Yes," Franklin said at the same time.
You exhaled slowly, eyes up ahead on the road. "Guys, how about we not do this now?"
"Oh no, we are doing it now!" Trevor exclaimed, leaning forward slightly, "Mikey boy here," he signalled at him, and you gazed at Trevor and Franklin in the rearview mirror, "called you honey, ain't ya Michael boy."
"It was a slip of tongue," Michael muttered
Franklin chuckled, "Ain't no way!"
You gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Let's not, shall we?"
"Oh no, we shall." It was Lester's voice
"Lesty boy is right," Trevor smirked, "You didn't want him to die."
"Well, Trev, I didn't want you guys to die too." You said, "And that is called teamwork."
"Yeah," this time, Franklin leaned forward. "Since when does teamwork sound like that? Also, it was clearly specific to Michael."
Michael let out a frustrated sigh. You stopped the car, turning to look at Michael, and he looked back at you.
"I think it's time to tell them, sweetheart."
Michael gave a thought, giving a slight nod, and he turned toward the duo at the back. Their eyes were on him now
"Say it, man," Franlin added, quieter now
"Well...we are together."
And that hit them like a train. There was a pause for a moment, and then Trevor started laughing, "I knew it." Franklin smiled at you."And that is why you guys sneaked around here and there."
"Oh, is that why I used to see Y/N coming out first and then Michael?"
"OMG, Lester, stop," Y/N interrupted. "But yeah, we were hooking up..."
"For 6 months," Michael chimed in, "Then we started dating..."
"And hiding for a year," You continued
"Hiding it for a year? Damn, Mikey boy," Trevor laughed genuinely this time, and he patted Michael's back.
"I had no idea we could date our crew members, Michael," Franklin smirked. "But I am happy for you."
"Finally, my doubt has been cleared," Lester said excitedly
"Haha, thank you, guys," You smiled at Michael and kissed him without any hesitation.
"Oh, guys, get a room," Franklin gagged, and Trevor made an amused sound.
You smiled into the kiss as Michael’s hand slipped around your neck, pulling you in for one last, lingering kiss. And for once, neither of you cared who was watching.
I have an unhealthy obsession with Michael. I’m craving a nice jealousy scene with him. Maybe reader (female if that’s cool with you) gets along very well with Trevor and they both flirt with each other for fun, and Michael gets really pissy and loses his shit in front of her and then angrily confesses that he has a massive crush on her? 👀👉🏻👈🏻
Ohhh Jealos Mikey...🤭Sure I will start working on it
Can you write a fanfic about Michael De Santa having some sort of secret relationship with a fem reader and Franklin and Trevor somehow find out during a heist or something pweaseeee?
hi.. if you still write for gta, could i maybe! request niko bellic relationship headcanons with a male reader? if not that’s fine :D have a nice day!!
->For him, trust comes first. He watches you quietly to see how you interact with his friends, and especially Roman, and that's when he falls in love with you when he sees you not making fun of his life in Serbia
->Won't say "I love you" easily, but will fix your car at 3 AM, walk you home without saying why, and make sure you eat before a job. That’s his love language.
-> Protective, but not controlling If someone looks at you wrong? Niko notices. If someone threatens you? That’s handled.But he respects you, he won’t cage you or decide for you. He’s seen what control does to people.
>Sitting on the couch in silence, sharing a cigarette by the window, late-night tea instead of alcohol when he’s trying to stay grounded. Those moments mean more to him than dates.
-> A hand on your lower back when you walk through crowds. Fingers brushing yours when he passes you something. Resting his forehead against yours when he’s exhausted. Small touches, heavy meaning.
-> When he opens up about the war, it’s late at night, voice low, eyes not quite meeting yours. He doesn’t want pity—just someone who stays and listens. If you do? He never forgets it.
->He won’t snap or accuse—but he’ll go quiet if he thinks he’s losing you. Years of loss make him fear attachment. Reassurance matters more than arguments.
-> You calm him down and his violence Not in a “you fix him” way But you give him a reason to pause. To choose mercy sometimes. To believe Liberty City hasn’t taken everything from him.
-> Roman knows before you do Roman clocks it instantly. The way Niko softens around you, the way he doesn’t complain when you’re around. Roman is insufferably smug about it.
->Once you’re his, you’re his. There is no betrayal, no half-commitment. Niko Bellic loves like he survives—fully, fiercely, and forever.
-> And finally sex with him is the best those juicy spicy moments and the way he makes his face while keeping his eyes on you and enjoying the bliss moment after
