Summary: With Ray gone, the Fake AH Crew needed a new member to be their sniper. Ryan mentions that he may know of someone.
WC: 2,572
T: Gore
Ryan/Ray
Wheat by raymichael
Summary: They’re in the middle of a heist, bullets raining, grenades lighting new paths through the grime of Los Santos, and Ryan finds himself apart- away, from everything.
There’s a memory that won’t let go of his hair.
WC: 2,451
Angst
AU (GTA)
Established Relationship
Fluff
Hurt/Comfort
Queer (Trans)
Violence
PG13
R
1,001 - 5,000
You didn’t really specify a ship so we did a few!
Ra: By no fault of my own, 90% of these fics are Ryan centric. I had nothing to do with it. Maybe.
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a short, almost poetic piece of treremy angst, because i swear to god this ship is so underrated.
This is the part where Jeremy remembers nimble fingers.
He remembers nimble fingers which slid across frets and pressed down gently on the keys of a piano, delicately, as if Trevor was afraid to wake someone.
He remembers an ache in his chest. He doesn’t remember if it was from the music or from the other set of fingers, the ones clenched around his heart. Squeezing, reminding, never letting go.
This is the part where Jeremy remembers early mornings.
He remembers peaches and golds and soft sheets. He remembers the gentle thud of a heartbeat next to his ear, the feeling of a chest rising up and down to a rhythm he couldn't remember the tune to beneath his head. Tangled legs and light sighs.
He remembers the hand around his heart digging its nails in. Squeezing, reminding, never letting go.
This is the part where Jeremy remembers the sound of dirty canvas sneakers splashing into puddles.
He remembers the glow of neon signs illuminating Trevor’s face, dowsing him in a riot of colour. He remembers the sound of laughter; long, high, almost breathless. As if Trevor couldn't get it out of his throat quick enough. He remembers tinny carnival music, the creak of the Ferris wheel, resting his head on Trevor’s shoulder and watching Los Santos glitter beneath them, in all its broken, tacky glory. The sound of waves crashing against the shore.
He remembers knuckles going white. Squeezing, reminding, never letting go.
This is the part where Jeremy remembers longing.
He remembers hands in his hair and lips against his, the hitch of breath in his throat, the taste of pink lemonade and cigarettes and God, he didn’t want this to end, he -
He remembers the fingernails drawing blood. Squeezing, reminding, never letting go.
He remembers his heart screaming in pain.
Squeezing, reminding, never letting go.
He remembers eyes like chocolate. Wanting to melt.
Squeezing, reminding, never letting go.
He remembers his heart bleeding out.
Squeezing, reminding, never letting go.
He remembers --
He remembers a confession.
Squeezing.
He remembers exactly how long the silence lasted. Thirty-seven seconds.
Reminding.
He remembers the slam of a door. How it shook his house like thunder. The sound of his breathing, heavy, shuddering.
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mm..... so theres this user called raymichael.... you may have heard of them.....
i cant even be fake mean honestly u wrote we’re throwing off sparks, your city is ignited, and practically introduced me to fahc raychael i would die for u and ur writing style/skills, 10/10 would high five irl
