Roosterteeth What ifs...

A place for all of your strange and wonderful RT/AH dreams, all come to life!

[agentemo]

I'm seeing all these old grainy videos and talk about all this bullets lore yet no one has posted that video of when someone tried to beat up Gerard and Frank was ready to beat they ass

[frankierogothdad]

Yes agreed, this whole video screams early 2000’s and the comments on it are so cringey, but the moment where frank is ready to fuckin throw down is at 2:58 and also theres a nice lil moment at 00:48

[perksofbeingdisabled]

Vintage on disability rights.

[littleredspaces]

Don’t let the black and white trick you. The Capitol Crawl was in 1990. This is not ancient history.

[somekindaspacecadet]

This was in 1990.

[dravidarasathi]

Holy shit.... Never Again Action (the group who started #JewsAgainstICE) had an ICE detention truck drive through them while they were shutting down Wayne Detention Center in Rhode Island this evening (August 14th).

[dravidarasathi]

Like they were holding the line across the entry gate and refusing to let night shift guards in and a massive truck just, fucking, drove up to them then slowed as the protestors got up from where they were sitting, alarmed, then the truck accelerated into people.

[dravidarasathi]

It doesn't seem like there are any serious injuries. The people who were around the truck after it stopped accelerating into people were pepper sprayed.

[dravidarasathi]

EDIT: Wyatt ICE Detention Center, not Wayne

SOURCE: Never Again Action's twitter livestream of the action and the car attack

[scottishwobbly]

The truck was driven by an ICE guard.

[corporatetwitteraccount]

As this information is publicly available, the law in the US does not consider this doxxing, which is why it was on twitter on the first place. Here's the guy.

[corporatetwitteraccount]

Its the same people. If you can stomach working for ICE its because you're a right-wing fascist. Same tactics, different day.

[jewishcaz]

Fun fact, y’all!! Jewish protesters have been surrounding and shutting down ICE detention centers for weeks now, and we’re getting absolutely NO media coverage. None. In the slightest. And by jewish protesters I mean THOUSANDS OF US HAVE BEEN PROTESTING FOR NIGHTS ON END AND OVER 250 HAVE BEEN ARRESTED AT THIS POINT AND WE ARE GETTING ZERO COVERAGE. This is probably the biggest protest movement in american jewish history and it’s getting no coverage. We got hit with a truck DRIVEN BY A DETENTION CENTER GUARD and pepper sprayed and many people ended up in the hospital - one man in his sixties has a broken leg and a potentially broken back because of it. PLEASE REBLOG THIS. THOUSANDS OF YOUR JEWISH SIBLINGS ARE TRYING TO SHUT DOWN THE CENTERS AND WE’RE GETTING ZERO COVERAGE. PLEASE PLEASE SPREAD THIS AROUND.

[spitblaze]

[tikkunolamorgtfo]

People are out there like “Yeah Coca-Cola hired paramilitary death squads to murder trade unionists in South America, but at least the hitmen were locally sourced.” 

[wolfmons]

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requests are open for gif imagines!

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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Polaroid stars(JJ/Reader) Pt 1

Being a sophmore in college wasn’t the most interesting thing you have ever done. You did all the cliches where you sat on the lawn doing homework, rarely slept, and ate a lot of ramen. But you’re a college student.

However it was winter so you did your homework in the University Center and the library. But honestly you wouldnt change a thing. You are majoring in medicine, planning to become an emt.

You were bundled up on your way into the center. A striped skull cap, scarf, gloves, a pea coat you found for cheap at a thrift store. It was all worn but it kept the heat in, which was nice in the harsh Seattle winter, when a boy walked up to you and stuck his hand out. “JJ.” He smiled. You let out a confused noise and he just laughed. “Sorry, I’ve just seen you around campus a few times and I was wondering if I could get you to do a favor for me and let me shoot you in some outfits my friend Arryn made.”

 “Uh….” He grabbed your hand and wrote his number down. 

“Feel free to scrub that off, but serouisly.” He smiled and ran off.

~*~

JJ had kept his phone on the charger all the time since he gave you his number. He had so many ideas for photo shoots that involved you.

It was…strange. “Still thinking about the girl?” Arryn asked.

 “He doesn’t even know her name and he’s whipped.” Miles laughed.

“Shut up.” JJ groaned as he fell on to the couch.

“There are plenty of other girls.” Arryn pointed out, pinning fabric together.

“Not like her, she’s like… Like a star. You know how everyone that favorite star? Well she’s mine.”

“Dude, no one has favorite stars.” Miles kept laughing.

“I do.” JJ moaned.

~*~

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ASKS ARE NOW OPEN

[roosterteethwotif]

omfg am i stupid or do i not know how to navigate your blog. WHERE ARE ALL THE BUTTONS (LIKE ASK, ABOUT ME, FICS, ETC)

We don't have any, let me go fix everything SO WE ARE NOW DOWN FOR MAITANENCE

[roosterteethwotif]

Could you do a smutty Chrisxreader please :)? (haven't got a specific prompt, just lots of smutty goodness)

Not promising a good one per say... - Miss Firefly

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Reader insert, any RT member, accidentally getting locked out of the building in the middle of the night with both of their phones/laptops inside the building still? Thanks c:

You got it. - Miss Firefly

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Crashed and Burned

greenpuma88 asked: AHOT6 Prompt: A bad car accident leaves the Lads bruised and broken and the Gents worried and anxious. Bonus points for concerned Gents arriving at the hospital, panicked beyond belief, and for Micheoff-centric angst and fluff. Happy ending needed please! <3

"This is the one!" Ryan yelped, leading Jack and Geoff inside the Emergency Ward at the hospital. The three ran to the desk, flustered and panicked, surprising the nurse behind the desk.

"We need to find three Lads- boys," Jack sputtered, fixing his glasses. "They were in a car accident, off Scott's Mill?"

The nurse looked at the three for a moment before nodding and logging into the computer.

"Names?" she asked.

"Michael Jones, Ray Narvaez, and Gavin Free," Geoff answered, rubbing his neck. 

"Relation?"

"Roommates." The three answered at the same time- they agreed on the title in case of emergency so they didn't have to deal with mean looks or waiting rooms.

"They're in surgery right now," the nurse told them. "I'll let you know when they go into the recovery ward."

So for a good thirty minutes, the Gents waited, each squirming and tapping their feet, waiting to see their injured Lads.

Finally, when they were allowed to see them, the three Gents nearly trampled over the nurses to see the Lads who were groggily waking up from their endeavor, each horribly bruised and cut, Michael's cute nose bent awkwardly. Geoff kissed Gavin's head as he groaned out, his leg slung up and cased in plaster.

"What the fuck did you three do?" Ryan growled, anger filling him. Michael looked at him sadly and Ryan dropped his harsh look, just happy to see those brown eyes.

 "Fucking cat," Ray answered, coughing a bit. "Michael swerved and then... Tree."

"You're alive, that's what's important," Jack sighed out. The doctor walked over and all six men looked.

"We're going to keep the three of them overnight," he stated to the Gents, looking at a chart. "But you'll be able to take them home in the afternoon. No life threatening injuries, but I'll let you three have a few minutes."

When the doctor walked away, Ryan started petting Michael's hair, hating the sight of his broken nose.

"Hey guys," Gavin started, looking at the others. "Do you think legs know when they're broken?"

"God dammit Gavin," Michael groaned. The Gents smiled, knowing their lads would be fine.

- Miss Firefly

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AH ot6 with all of them in front of the fireplace, under a bunch of blankets cuddling? Please ;w;

Got it-agent k

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Sorry about the wait

It wasn’t that cold. Michael swore it. Ray and him being from the North East they had bad battled many harsh winters. Gavin was indifferent to the weather, being from the hell known as England. The Gents were southerners though. And if there was one thing that they could not handle, it was cold.

Geoff had demanded blankets and when Jack and Ryan mentioned they had a working fire place and wood in the basement and shed, Geoff had demanded everyone to sit in front of a fire because it was warm.

"Why? So we can roast chestnuts?" Gavin joked.

"I’ll roast your nuts." Michael said.

"You’d like that, wouldn’t you?" Gavin asked.

"Guys, shut up and get under the blankets. Before Jack and I freeze." Ryan demanded.

Michael and Gavin obeyed, curling up with the gents and staying until Geoff came back in with the wood and started the fire, stoking it to make it burn as long and hot as humanly possible. 

They moved in front of the fire, far enough back to not set themselves and the blankets on fire, but close enough to feel the warmth.

Michael wondered if they would survive the cold without the lads, and when Geoff shoved his cold hands up onto his back making him scream and jolt at the icy feeling he decided that no, they wouldn’t survive without them. Or with them if they keep this shit up.

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Sugar Lover

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In all honesty Gavin didn't think that Geoff could do it. Three pounds. Three god damned pounds of candy. That was a LOT of candy, Gavin figured he could make some money off of Geoff for this. 

Boy was he wrong.

Geoff had eaten all the candy and was now higher than the sun and was-

"GEOFFREY GET OFF THE TABLE!" Gavin squawked at his boyfriend who dancing to some pop song Ray and Michael liked. Well, it wasn't as much dancing as it was jumping on the table in a circle and waving his arms. Gavin was trying-as safely as possible- to pull his eldest boyfriend off the table.

Geoff pulled away and kept dancing. Gavin sighed and turned the player off.

"Hey..." Geoff whined, reaching to push the 'play' button. Gavin pushed it away and had to come up with a new idea.

"How about we play a game?" Gavin suggested.

Geoff looked him over before laying on the table. "Does this game involve sexual favors?" He asked.

"If you find me I'll call you whatever you want me to, kinky or not. I win I get to do a date night of my choosing." Gavin said. "I'm hiding first, count to a thousand!" He added before sprinting off. He knew where to hide, it would take at least five minutes of counting for Geoff to give up and look and another half an hour to find him. Hopefully.

Gavin really hoped that his other boyfriends would come home for the store soon, they had left around ten and it was already one in the afternoon. 

He found his hiding spot, they had a crawl space in the closet the gents had no idea about, and that's how the lads always won hide and seek(don't judge, they do it when it's chore time).

He sent a text to Ryan asking where they were and now it was a waiting game.

~*~

Geoff was having a hard time concentrating. His mind going mach 3 when he was searching for his boyfriend. What would he have Gavin call him? "Sir"? "Commander"? "Daddy"? There were just so many options that it sped him up to mach 5. He had given up counting long ago and was ready to give up looking when the door was almost broken down from the force it was opened with. 

Ray came in, looked around the room with four bottles of detergent in each hand and groaned as he continued to the kitchen.

"I spent three fucking hours cleaning the room and now it's covered in wrappers." He glowered. Geoff grinned and launched himself at Ray, wrapping his arms as tightly as possible around his waist.

"Rayray, don't be so-" He started but was cut off by Michael.

"Why is the room a warzone!?" He screeched, looking at the flipped recliner(From when Geoff flipped it trying to get Gavin to give him the money) and the couch cushions were all over the room(thanks to Geoff demanding to build a fort and then jumping on it once it was done).

Ryan and Jack came in with bags and headed straight to the kitchen. Ray pulled away from Geoff and started working on the room, grumbling about the mess and how hard he had worked on it.

"What happened?" Michael demanded from Geoff.

"Gavin bet me a hundred bucks that I couldn't eat all the left over candy in an hour and I did." He grinned.

"Christ." Michael said exasperatedly.

"Where is Gavin?" Ryan asked.

"We were playing hide and seek and I don't where he hides." Geoff shrugged.

"I'm gonna kill him!" Jack yelled before stomping up the stairs. 

"You say that every year!" Michael shouted after him.

"This year I mean it." Jack shouted back.

Geoff grinned a stupid knowing grin until he remembered he now owed Gavin a date night.

Fuck.

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Where is the fic just like it!? (~•+•)~

I’m currently trying to find it, it’s way back in the ah ot6 tag, I will update this with the link babe

[roosterteethwotif]

Loves if i could have some help? It keeps bugging out. We are looking for the fic where Geoff's appendix bursts and he hides and everyone feels terrible for not noticing.

Please and thank you!