#jayisaqueer

alfredo headcanons

alfredo is good with a weapon but he’s better at maintaining and gathering information from other allies and enemies alike

if he’s needed out in the field during a heist, he’s usually on the higher ground with his sniper rifle 

he tried so hard to throw out that damn dunce cap but the lads keep finding it and everytime he fucks up a word or drops something they chase him around and try to put the hat on him

at first he despised being called the sauce but eventually he got used to it because it made him less of a target to other crews because “who the fuck calls himself the sauce that’s so stupid”

he loves his red leather jacket but sometimes he steals michael’s or ryan’s if he can’t find his in the penthouse 

trevor headcanons

trevor has a silver tongue like gavin, but he hasn’t quite mastered it like the golden boy has. sometimes he’ll try to charm you into doing something by twisting your words around, other times he’ll flub like hell and will get flustered over his own mistakes

trevor also deals with the weapon and drug trades as well as getting information from others

the others still tease him about the blonde hair

when he needs to let off some steam, he goes to matt’s place and they hand out together, sometimes they grab jeremy and then the stream team wrecks some havoc on the city 

team same face headcanons

obviously the first thing i’m gonna put here is that they’re brothers. twins to be exact!! but! there’s a third sibling in the mix who’s a bit older and his name possibly rhymes with fryin. oh wait, it’s ryan! that’s right, the vagabond has two younger twins and he will fuck you up if you touch them

trevor and alfredo will constantly switch places with one another if the other is having an off day since they both specialize in pretty much the same things

geoff put them in charge of dealing with interrogations but only one would go in at a time and confuse the fuck out of their victim to the point they’re begging to be let go and then they finally crack and spill the information

since they’re twins, they can always sense when the other is hurt or in danger in some way and there’s no topping the other once they get a bad feeling

Word Count: 406

You gave the wheel a good spin, everyone clapping as it clicked to a halt.

“Oh, no,” Jack laughed as he read the challenge.

You looked up at it and read out loud, “Eat some of Chris’ fish.”

The whole crowd of people made a noise of disgust. You just shrugged because after two years of dating you had learned to eat Chris’ cooking. He rarely cooked for you at this point but it still didn’t make you flinch at the thought of the fish head on the grill.

“No!” Chris cried stepping out of the cooking station as you headed over to him. “Please don’t eat that!”

“Chris,” you laughed, pointing at the cooker being him, “You were about to eat it.”

“Yes but I don’t care about my health! You’re going to get sick,” Chris frowned, knowing full well he didn’t cook the fish at all.

“I spun the wheel. It’s for the kids,” you told him making another grab.

Jon chimed in, “Y/N seriously don’t. I watched him make this up close. You do not want any of that.”

You shrugged again and Chris whipped around and grabbed the fish from the cooking surface and went running over to Blaine who started to gag again.

“Chris, don’t you dare! I need to eat that!” you shouted chasing him over to Blaine’s milk filled trashcan.

“No you do not,” He dropped the fish in and shook the trash can around making sure you wouldn’t pull it out.

“Fine,” you held up your hands. “We need to do something for the wheel spin now.”

Chris looked at you trying to rack his brain for something, “Uhh… Marry me?”

You froze at his question then finally came back with, “Chris, you’re not being serious.” You crossed your arms as a way to challenge him with a smug smile.

He fished around in his pocket and pulled out a small but sparkly ring and he smiled proudly, “Now what?”

“You’ve been carrying that around?” your mouth fell open in shock, “How long?”

Chris shrugged, “Since like six months after we started dating. I was just looking for the right time and I guess this is good as any and you know for the kids.”

“Chris,” you gasped before tackling him in a hug.

He laughed nervously and asked, “So is that a yes?”

  “Well look what we have here, my favourite person in the achievement hunter office, working!” You mock, a smile crawling across your face as you set a steaming cup of coffee on Trevor’s desk. He loves his work, you can tell from the second he comes home and he exclaims “Y/N, you wouldn’t believe what happened today!”.

  “Well look who it is,” Trevor responds in the same tone, looking up with the curve of his thin lips turning upwards “My favourite coffee person!” He takes a sip of the coffee and sets it down on desk before spinning his chair around to look at you.

   “Treyco, I think you need a break,” You murmur, running your fingers through his stark black hair. It was soft and floofy. Trevor presses his chest into yours with a sigh, “I know honey, believe me but I can’t.” He shakes his head, his grip growing tighter around your waist.

 “Please Trevor,” Your voice more serious as you tilt his chin upwards so he stared you in the eye. “I’m worried about you. Please,” You beg, sometimes you worried more about him that you did yourself, and vice-versa. 

  “Alright,” Trevor gives in, snuggling his cheek against your beating chest.