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❤ ⟨ ooc ⟩ ❤ ;; ↴
hi. It’s been a busy... who knows how long, lol. I hadn’t gotten the chance to be here, but now I am! There’s going to be some changes to this blog, so expect that. Mostly, I’m just going to make Jack’s main verse FAHC verse because I honestly feel more comfortable in that verse.
❛ put me in the coffin with both middle fingers up. ❜
❤ 〈 ooc 〉 ❤ ;; ↴ would it be bad if I decided to make a FAHC Ryan? I’ve been kind of obsessed with FAHC verses (to the point where I’m tempted to convert this blog and make Jack’s main verse FAHC). Thoughts?
— && ;; Jack was beginning to feel bad; she knew better, of course she did. She usually enjoyed all the jokes, but with everything going in her life && her emotions spiraling like fucking crazy, she couldn’t help but react to everything with anger. Biting her lip as Ryan left, she could feel the guilt beginning to scratch the surface. She hated seeing him upset, && with her being the cause of it, it made her feel that much worse. — && ;; Sighing, the orange-haired woman made her way outside, shutting the balcony doors behind her in case one of the Lads passed && heard her; she didn’t want anyone else to know yet. — && ;; Crossing over to the railing, Jack stared out at the city, finding it to be too happy && peaceful. She wanted to destroy it, she was itching to get her hands on her weapons && cause mass destruction. But Geoff wouldn’t let her. — && ;; After a moment of silence, Jack looked over to Ryan. ❛ Ry, I’m sorry for going fucking nuts on you, it isn’t your fault, really. There’s a reason why I’ve been doing things lately. ❜ She paused, taking in a deep breath before turning to face him, hoping to catch his gaze. — && ;; ❛ Do you want to know why I’ve been skipping out on everything && staying home? Why I missed out on our Grand Heist a few nights ago. Why I’ve been so emotional lately? ❜ She didn’t wait for an answer, she didn’t want to back out of it if she paused at all. — && ;; ❛ No one else knows, except for Geoff, && I’ll skin you in your sleep if you utter this to the Lads before I’m ready, but… I’m gonna be a mother, a real one. Not a metaphorical one like I am to this crew. I know, it’s fucking insane && I shouldn’t have it because of the life we have, but… I want this child. I already heard the speech from Geoff, but I convinced him that I’ll take care of our child. ❜ She smiled a bit, then turned to look out to the city again. — && ;; ❛ I know it doesn’t excuse for the way I acted, I know better, I really do. I know you were just joking, && normally, I’d laugh it off, call you an idiot and call it a day, but, I’ve been such an emotional mess lately, && I’m only gonna get worse as this goes on, but, at least you know why I’m gonna go nuts on anyone && anything. I really am sorry, though. ❜
Ryan flicked a rock off the deck, hitting someone square on the head. They were high enough that the person started to bleed, and run. Smirking to himself, letting it quickly fall when he heard the door open and close. There was a long pause before he said anything to her. Not bothering to look over at her, letting his gaze fall down to the street.
Listening carefully, a small huff of a laugh leaving his lips. Course he knew, it wasn’t hard to guess. It was pretty easy for him to pick up on things, and Jack never missed a heist. The bullet points he had in his head all added up to what she had told him. What didn’t add up was keeping it from them. “You should tell them.” He growled, and leaned forward over the railing. Letting the wind course through his hair, taking a deep breath. “They talk, think you’re going soft. Think you’re going to leave. And you know, they won’t hesitate to follow you next time you leave the apartment.” Ryan paused, and shrugged at her.
“It’s fine.” The words came out harsh, and but quiet. It was like he didn’t know how to find his own voice. Things he didn’t want to think about would flood back if he let his guard down. “I’ll keep this a secret. But, you really should tell them soon. Michael is getting frustrated, and he’s going to snap soon.”
— && ;; She let out a sigh, nodding as she tapped her fingers on the rail. ❛ I know, && I’ll tell them, but I’ll do it when I’m ready. I can’t rush into it. This kind of thing, I have to ease them into it, I can’t just drop it on them. ❜ She said, then turned her gaze to him && offered a soft smile. — && ;; ❛ Thanks, Ryan, I appreciate it. I promise that I’ll tell them soon, I just have to wait for the right time. ❜
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face claim: jack pattillo // scarlett johansson (for lady!jack in some gta verses&xray && vav verses) name: jack shannon pattillo age: thirty-four gender: cis male // cis female (gta/xray && vav) nationality: american birthplace: -- birthday: january 3rd star sign: capricorn residence: -- marital status: single alignment: chaotic good
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❛ Okay but that doesn’t mean you have to be an asshole about me asking you to pick up after yourself! You could’ve just told me you forgot, but instead, you chose to treat me as if I were some housewife that just sits on my ass all day && decides to pick up just because I’m bored! ❜ She cut off when Geoff gave her a warning look, one that was telling her to calm down before she hurt herself, && then some. ❛ Look, I don’t care who or what you kill or what you do or when you do it, just, don’t be an asshole to me, or us, just because someone else pissed you off. That’s all I ask. && to pick up after yourself when you get the chance. ❜
“I made a fucking dumb joke.” Ryan hissed, and picked up a can. Crushing it in his hand before tossing it into the sink. “God, I’m the fucking butt of everyone joke around here with a make a god damn mistake with a word. God fucking forbid I try and make a joke myself.” Ryan stopped, and stood up straighter. Once all the cans were in the sink, he crossed the room to the shorter woman.
“I picked the shit up, and I apologized for the joke. Are we going to let this go now?” He asked, his face going red with anger. “I’ll be outside if you need me.” He said simply as he went to the balcony. Chucking a few cans onto the street, purposely trying to hit people.
---- && ;; Jack was beginning to feel bad; she knew better, of course she did. She usually enjoyed all the jokes, but with everything going in her life && her emotions spiraling like fucking crazy, she couldn’t help but react to everything with anger. Biting her lip as Ryan left, she could feel the guilt beginning to scratch the surface. She hated seeing him upset, && with her being the cause of it, it made her feel that much worse. ---- && ;; Sighing, the orange-haired woman made her way outside, shutting the balcony doors behind her in case one of the Lads passed && heard her; she didn’t want anyone else to know yet. ---- && ;; Crossing over to the railing, Jack stared out at the city, finding it to be too happy && peaceful. She wanted to destroy it, she was itching to get her hands on her weapons && cause mass destruction. But Geoff wouldn’t let her. ---- && ;; After a moment of silence, Jack looked over to Ryan. ❛ Ry, I’m sorry for going fucking nuts on you, it isn’t your fault, really. There’s a reason why I’ve been doing things lately. ❜ She paused, taking in a deep breath before turning to face him, hoping to catch his gaze. ---- && ;; ❛ Do you want to know why I’ve been skipping out on everything && staying home? Why I missed out on our Grand Heist a few nights ago. Why I’ve been so emotional lately? ❜ She didn’t wait for an answer, she didn’t want to back out of it if she paused at all. ---- && ;; ❛ No one else knows, except for Geoff, && I’ll skin you in your sleep if you utter this to the Lads before I’m ready, but... I’m gonna be a mother, a real one. Not a metaphorical one like I am to this crew. I know, it’s fucking insane && I shouldn’t have it because of the life we have, but... I want this child. I already heard the speech from Geoff, but I convinced him that I’ll take care of our child. ❜ She smiled a bit, then turned to look out to the city again. ---- && ;; ❛ I know it doesn’t excuse for the way I acted, I know better, I really do. I know you were just joking, && normally, I’d laugh it off, call you an idiot and call it a day, but, I’ve been such an emotional mess lately, && I’m only gonna get worse as this goes on, but, at least you know why I’m gonna go nuts on anyone && anything. I really am sorry, though. ❜
Seeing as how I don’t really owe anything, like for a hybrid au starter?
At Ryan’s comments, the look that began crossing her face caused Geoff to get up from the couch with a terrified && worried expression. Everyone was scary in their own way, but Jack, Jack was legitimately terrifying all the way around, especially when she was angry. ❛ Jaaack, don’t do anything rash now. Calm d— ❜ Geoff was urging her when she suddenly growled. ❛ What the actual fuck, Ryan? You know, there are times where you’re a complete asshole, but this takes the fucking cake. I’m not your fucking slave, && just because I didn’t join in on killing anyone doesn’t mean I’m gonna fucking pick up after you. && don’t call me princess, unless you want your dick chopped off in the middle of the night && fed to you. ❜ Yup, she was angry.
Ryan could feel the anger want to bubble up, but he continued to push it down. Every clink of the cans, as Geoff spoke, and Jack’s voice all echoed in his head. Grinding his teeth together, growling through his teeth.
“I didn’t fucking know I left these all around! Do you know why I had to go on his spree? Do you know who I went to go kill?” He snapped, and threw the cans across the room. “I fucking got a call, and that fucking guy. That fucking scum of the earth was a trafficker for women and kids!” He yelled, storming over to Jack. “When was the last fucking time I left this shit around. I dropped god damn everything to make that guy suffer!” Ryan let out, looking over at Geoff. “What? You keep this a fucking secret from everyone else?” With a huff, he stormed over to the thrown cans and picked them up again.
“Fuck it, chop my dick off then. I don’t give a shit.”
❛ Okay but that doesn’t mean you have to be an asshole about me asking you to pick up after yourself! You could’ve just told me you forgot, but instead, you chose to treat me as if I were some housewife that just sits on my ass all day && decides to pick up just because I’m bored! ❜ She cut off when Geoff gave her a warning look, one that was telling her to calm down before she hurt herself, && then some. ❛ Look, I don’t care who or what you kill or what you do or when you do it, just, don’t be an asshole to me, or us, just because someone else pissed you off. That’s all I ask. && to pick up after yourself when you get the chance. ❜
at work we have a family of three huskies who come in for daycare and everyone calls them “the mafia” it makes me so happy because occasionally out of nowhere someone over the radios will say “we’re sending in the mafia” and then three huskies barrel their way inside and usually slip and fall on the tile ajfjajg
the white one is zephyr but everyone calls him the godfather and his sisters follow him around everywhere and they’re a tiny gang which i love
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“J-Jack, stop, really, I’m fine. I’ve been shot before. This isn’t anything new.” Being shot in the thigh really hurt like a bitch, and of course, Jack had been worried. Everyone had been, they had heard her scream when she got shot and feared the worst. “Jack, I’ll be okay, really! Kdin will fix me right up and everything will be fine. Don’t worry about me, Mama.”
❛ Lena, you’re nuts if you think I’m leaving you here, I’m carrying your ass back to the apartment whether you like it or not. ❜ Despite her ‘stern’ tone, she was scared shitless. Yeah, Selena was fine, but Jack was the mother hen of the crew, she worried over everyone. That didn’t mean she wasn’t the only one that was scared. Geoff looked like he was going to be sick && Ryan was as pale as a sheet --if he can get any paler that is. Jack scooped their youngest crew member into her arms && carried her to the car, helping her in before hurrying back to the apartment with the rest of the crew following. The redheaded woman got them up to the penthouse, the other members of the crew already there, Kdin coming up to them. Passing the brunette to the male, Jack flopped onto the couch with a sigh, watching Kdin work on patching up Selena.
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If there was something that could describe Jack, it would be that she was a wild card. You never knew what to expect with her; were you going to get the dorky child-at-heart who played video games with her boys? Were you going to get her chaotic, ‘let’s destroy the city’ side? Or were you going to get mama Jack? You know, the one that took shit from no one, including her own crew. It mostly depended on her mood && what she felt like doing. && today, today was Mama Jack, && boy, did she let it be known. ❛ JAMES RYAN HAYWOOD! ❜ The redhead scolded from the penthouse living room, hands on her hips with a stern expression on her face. ❛ How many times have I told you not to leave your damn empty soda cans laying around? I’m not your maid. ❜ It wouldn’t be long before she started cursing him out && for Geoff to jump in && calm her down.
Ryan was still coming down his kill high, he couldn’t tell you how much caffeine he had before and after he went on a rampage. But, he knew that it wouldn’t matter. His jacket was laying in the bathtub, dripping in blood. Jeans on the balcony, and shoes in the trash. Sitting on the couch in sweat pants, and a t-shirt with to many holes to count.
He could hear Jack before she was there, leaning more into the couch. “Don’t fuckin’ call me James.” He hissed, and looked over at her. Raising a brow slightly, smirking at her. “No, but you’re the only one who didn’t get in on the killing today. I figured you’d be bored.” Ryan laughed, slowly standing up and going to the kitchen. Slowly picking up the cans, his blood pressure was going down. Slowly returning back to his normal self, before he gets another wave of his urges.
“Happy now princess?”
At Ryan’s comments, the look that began crossing her face caused Geoff to get up from the couch with a terrified && worried expression. Everyone was scary in their own way, but Jack, Jack was legitimately terrifying all the way around, especially when she was angry. ❛ Jaaack, don’t do anything rash now. Calm d--- ❜ Geoff was urging her when she suddenly growled. ❛ What the actual fuck, Ryan? You know, there are times where you’re a complete asshole, but this takes the fucking cake. I’m not your fucking slave, && just because I didn’t join in on killing anyone doesn’t mean I’m gonna fucking pick up after you. && don’t call me princess, unless you want your dick chopped off in the middle of the night && fed to you. ❜ Yup, she was angry.
@crxzymxd
If there was something that could describe Jack, it would be that she was a wild card. You never knew what to expect with her; were you going to get the dorky child-at-heart who played video games with her boys? Were you going to get her chaotic, ‘let’s destroy the city’ side? Or were you going to get mama Jack? You know, the one that took shit from no one, including her own crew. It mostly depended on her mood && what she felt like doing. && today, today was Mama Jack, && boy, did she let it be known. ❛ JAMES RYAN HAYWOOD! ❜ The redhead scolded from the penthouse living room, hands on her hips with a stern expression on her face. ❛ How many times have I told you not to leave your damn empty soda cans laying around? I’m not your maid. ❜ It wouldn’t be long before she started cursing him out && for Geoff to jump in && calm her down.
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Shit was hitting the fan && everyone was on edge, trying to keep up with one another, but with the cops on their tail, they needed to split up && head to different safepoints until the heat died down. Jack was making sure everyone was with someone or was getting away when she heard Lindsay suddenly shouting on the other side of the earpiece. Instantly, her motherly instincts kicked in && without another word, she began heading for Lindsay’s location, coming across the younger redhead putting up a fight with two other men in an alleyway. Moving into the shadows, Jack pulled out her beloved engraved pistol Geoff had given her && made her way into cover. Hiding behind a few boxes, she peeked around the corner, then fired off two shots, watching the bodies fall around the younger woman. Sighing, Jack lowered her gun && approached Lindsay. ❛ You okay, Linds? They didn’t hurt you, right? ❜
Like for a FAHC starter. Can be normal Jack or lady Jack. If you have a preference, IM me, otherwise, it’ll be randomized
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