It’s four in the morning, but honestly I’ve fallen victim to my trash pairing (Trikey!) and I am no longer in control of my life, so here are some facts about Trevor. It is a mix of good, bad, and neutral. If you think I should do more about Trevor or another character, message me or leave me an ask.
• Trevor thinks that weed is a childish and weak drug.
• Trevor is bisexual. Through texts he comes close to saying it and shares sexual experiences through stories that have indeed involved a male. As a side note, when Franklin asked Trevor directly if he was gay, Trevor responded with, “No! Yes! Labels are whatever, man.”
• Trevor is a dropout.
• Trevor refers to himself as, “Uncle T”.
• Ron calls Trevor, “Crazy Trevor” to Trevor then calls Ron, “Nervous Ron”.
• Trevor was never accepted by the other children throughout his childhood due to his oddness and constant rage fits.
• Trevor is officially 6'1".
• Trevor is a victim or emotion, verbal, and physical abuse from both parents.
• Trevor has always had rage problems even from a early age. When he was young, Trevor says that he killed many animals and “drifters”.
• Trevor is addicted to Crystal Meth and owns his own drug selling company.
•Trevor has a brother named Ryan who is deceased. Trevor states in a conversation that he wasn’t fond of Ryan and that his death was “accidental”. It is unknown if Trevor killed him, which is very possible, or if his death was truly an accident caused by him or someone else.
• Trevor’s signature color has been confirmed to be orange. Orange reflects on his personality, having traits of amusement and madness.
• In a conversation while hanging with Franklin, Trevor says, “I grew up in five states, two countries, fourteen different homes, eight fathers, three care homes, two correctional facilities, one beautiful, damaged flower of a mother”, and also, “I served time, my country, your country and myself.”
• Trevor’s biological father abandoned him at a shopping mall as a child. Trevor, unknown how many years/months later, burned down the same shopping mall in anger.
• Trevor will hurt himself when he is upset. He mostly will slam his head against a hard object until his head is bloodied and bleeding.
• Trevor almost turned into a professional golf player.
• Trevor was kicked out of the Royal Canadian Air Force because the woman in charge of psychological evaluations saw Trevor as mentally unstable, resulting in Trevor’s discharge and grounding for life.
• Trevor is terrified of clowns and it is implied through his text that he was, in fact, sexually assaulted by a clown at a young age.
• Trevor was planning to only work with Brad and end his and Michael’s robbing partnership not long before Michael faked his death.
• Trevor openly admits that he prefers older women when having a choice.
• Trevor has a very strong urge to be held by another when he is upset or in distress.
• Trevor was also at one point expelled from a school. He claims that if he wasn’t expelled, he would have most likely had a profession in the arts (singer, dancer, writer, actor, etc). He says that he still has something “very big” to tell the world, yet he doesn’t know what it is.
• Trevor gets very defensive when it comes to his accent and being questioned if he is American.
• Trevor, through dialogue when hitting the “insult button” when next to Patricia (he will only say compliments), he tells her that he wants a very strong and confident woman, such as herself.
• Trevor, when it comes to women, wants someone that is as equally strong and crazy as he is. When chasing after Mary Anne, he says, “-It’s a recipe for disaster! That’s why it’s so perfect!”.
As a side note, he will call her “crazy cakes” and ask her to marry him immediately after he confess his love.
• Trevor’s mother, Mrs. Philips, was a prostitute/stripper.
And when I was growing up, we had nine planets. Now it’s eight? Where did the other one go? I mean, that is some shit when you can be the government and make a planet disappear. Where did they put it?! And who’s living there?!
When a large amount of students returned to Hogwarts after the war, the staff decided to throw another Yule Ball, to celebrate victory and all of the lives that were sacrificed during the war.
Most of the eighth year students thought it to be lame and unnecessary - but that didn’t stop them all from going.
“So, are you gonna tell him?” Harry half-whispered, a cup of (probably spiked) punch clutched between his fingers. He took a sip and wiggled his eyebrows up and down at Y/N.
She closed her eyes, shaking her head before saying, “I can’t, Harry.” Naturally, her eyes drifted over to the red-headed boy, who was talking to Hermione all the way across the Great Hall.
“Are you telling me I died and came back to life just to keep watching you two do this stupid dance around each other?” Harry said, tilting his head to the side, his eyes slightly widening through his wire-frame glasses.
Y/N sighed, pouring a scoop of fruit punch into a red cup. “Harry-”
“Y/N,” Harry imitated.“He is head over heels in love with you, for fucks sake! Everyone can see it but you.”
She said nothing in response, and just stared at her friend, heart rate beginning to quicken inside her chest.
“Go,” Harry prompted, nodding his head toward Ron and Hermione. “Tell him how you feel.”
Exasperated, Y/N sighed again and bit down on her lip, before whispering, “What do I even say?”
“Tell him the truth. Speak from the heart.”
After throwing him a sarcastic smile, Y/N handed him her untouched cup of punch and took a deep breath. “You’re so fucking cheesy, Potter. I hope you know that.”
Ron saw Y/N slowly making her way toward him, and he could immediately feel his heart begin to throb in his chest. Widening his eyes at Hermione, he whispered, “She’s coming over here. How the hell do I do this?”
“Just do it. Don’t think too much,” Hermione responded, before briskly walking away, leaving Ron alone - and as an anxious mess.
He ran a trembling hand through his red hair and walked a few steps toward Y/N, so he wasn’t just standing there and fidgeting.
“Hi,” she said, offering him a small, nervous grin.
“Hi,” Ron replied, returning a smile.
And then, at the same time, a tumble of words spilled out of their mouths in less than two seconds.
Y/N had said, “I have to tell you something.”
Ron had said, “I love you.”
A thick, sudden silence filled the air, and the two shaken souls just stood there and stared at one another. Ron turned an unsettling shade of pink, and Y/N’s lips parted in surprise.
“What?” she said, her voice coming out a bit hoarse.
Ron ran his tongue over his bottom lip before repeating, “I love you, Y/N.” He then began blabbering, “You’re my best friend, and I know I might be ruining that right now but the war made me realize that I needed to tell you…”
Suddenly, he appeared to become very nervous, as if he hadn’t expected all those words to pour out of his mouth at once. “So, what did you need to tell me?”
Y/N stifled a laugh, shaking her head slightly from side to side. She was smiling so wide that her grin could’ve been stretched across the entire country.
She completely forgot whatever she had planned to say in her head. Overwhelmed by everything Ron had just said, Y/N thought of nothing else to do but press her lips directly onto his. She had to get on her tiptoes to reach his level.
After wrapping his arms instinctively around her torso and indulging in quite a messy, clumsy kiss, Ron leaned his head slightly back and asked, “So what did you want to tell me?”
This time, Y/N failed to stifle her laugh before leaning in to taste his lips once more.
Bay Area rapper Daveed Diggs had never seen a Broadway show before he was cast as Hamilton nemesis Thomas Jefferson. “I knew Fiddler on the Roof, because my mom really liked that and we always had the album around the house growing up, and that was about it,” Diggs says. “But I was totally intrigued the second I heard the demos of the songs in Hamilton and read through the music. The rapping is good – that’s what really got me.”
“When you’re developing your voice as a rapper, you figure out your cadence – your swag – and that’s how you write,” Diggs says. “Lin managed to figure that out for all of these different characters – everyone has their own swag, and it feels germane to them. And that’s really impressive. Hercules Mulligan [a Hamilton pal who spied on the loyalists during the American Revolution] raps exactly like a dude named Hercules Mulligan!”
Even more radical than the catholic musical approach is Hamilton’s reckoning with our country’s creation myth. There’s an almost indescribable power in seeing the Founders, in an otherwise historically rigorous production, portrayed by a young, multiracial cast. “It is quite literally taking the history that someone has tried to exclude us from and reclaiming it,” says Leslie Odom Jr., who comes close to stealing the show with his turn as Hamilton killer Aaron Burr. “We are saying we have the right to tell it too.” If every presidential administration gets at least one mass-cultural moment it deserves, then Hamilton has become the Obama era’s Wall Street, its 24, its Spice World – even more so, perhaps, because the show has actually managed to fulfill candidate Obama’s promise to bridge the divide between Red and Blue America. Fans of Hamilton include Mitt Romney, Hillary Clinton, Bernie Sanders, Dick Cheney and the president himself.
Christopher Jackson, Hamilton’s towering George Washington, has known Miranda the longest of any of the major cast members, having previously starred in In the Heights. “Lin told me about his idea for Hamilton a few days after that fateful vacation,” Jackson recalls. “We were actually onstage doing Heights. He said, 'I’ve got the next thing. It’s about the Treasury secretary!’ And then he paused, and before I could say, 'What?!’ the music started and we had to do '96,000.’ When Ron Chernow came to see Heights, I had never seen Lin that nervous. He said, 'Ron Chernow’s here!’ I said, 'What does that mean?’ And he said, 'The show needs to go well today.’”
Odom first saw a workshop version of Hamilton at Vassar and found himself responding, almost viscerally, to “The Story of Tonight,” an early number in which Hamilton and three friends (Mulligan, the Marquis de Lafayette and John Laurens) boisterously drink together in a tavern on the eve of the Revolution. “That’s the one that made me a puddle, because it was four men of color onstage singing a song about friendship and brotherhood and love, and I had never seen that in a musical,” Odom says. “I had seen white guys do it, in Jersey Boys, in Les Miz. Never seen a black guy. So I was a mess, and from that point, I was along for the ride.”
Phillipa Soo, who makes her Broadway debut as Hamilton’s wife, Eliza, says that she had to figure out her relationship to her stage husband, to answer questions like, “Who is this man to me, and why do I love him?” In the end, she realized her “research was already here for me. It became less about finding facts about Eliza and Alexander Hamilton and more about just watching Lin. I remember him coming into the rehearsal room in his slippers, because he’d been across the street writing. And I was like, 'Oh, my God, this guy is nonstop!’ Kind of like Hamilton.”
These totals have been complied by counting the number of kills by each of the protags in solo missions (including Strangers and Freaks and character specific Random Events) and splitting the amount of kills made during play in missions with two or more active characters wherever the story/settings allows for variations on gameplay.
* = optional kills. ** = before switch is available. ~ = variable based on play style.
Michael’s confirmed kill count is a minimum of 189 people.
Jay Norris (Friend Request)
At least 1 of the boat thieves (Father and Son)
and 21 IAA/security agents at the morgue (Dead Man Walking)
4+ at the IAA building, plus 3
choppers, max 3 people in each (Three’s Company)
~18+ cops/N.O.O.S.E (Blitz Play)
1 alleged terrorist in Chumash (By the Book)
A minimum of 3 building workers (Mr. Richards)
Rocco Pelosi and Gianni (The Ballad of Rocco)
Pilot and passenger of plane (Caida Libre)
2 O'Neil brothers (Predator)
20+ IAA agents/scientists (Monkey Business)
22 Triads (Bury The Hatchet)
**10 Triads (Fresh Meat)
**10 FIB agents at
the Kortz Center (The Wrap Up)
3+ Ballas (Lamar Down)
Molly Schultz (Legal Trouble)
22 Merryweather agents (Meltdown)
Stretch and/or 10 Ballas (The Third Way)
Dr. Friedlander* (Abandonment Issues)
Abigail Mathers* (What Lies Beneath)
Tracey’s stalker* (Doting Dad)
12+ Epsilon members* (Unknowing the Truth)
Trevor kills approximately a potential minimum of 426 people.
Cash depot guard (Prologue)
Johnny K and 24+ Bikers (Mr. Philips)
Ortega and 25+ Aztecas (Trevor Philips Industries)
30+ Bikers (Nervous Ron)
18+ O’Neil brothers (Crystal Maze)
5+ bikers in (Friends Reunited)
~8+ cops/N.O.O.S.E (Blitz Play)
30 Ballas (Hood Safari) [if played solely as Trevor]
Javier - Madrazo’s Cousin (Caida Libre)
10 Merryweather guards (Minor Turbulence)
2 train drivers and 15 Merryweather (Derailed)
Floyd Hebert and Debra (Hang Ten)
Leon, the former owner of The Vanilla Unicorn (Hang Ten)
(Disclaimer: excerpts from OOTP havbeen used and I do not own them
J.K. Rowling does)
Year Five: The Good Luck Kiss
Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table watching a very nervous Ron pick at his bacon and eggs that she had just placed in front of him.
“Ron, you have to eat something.” she told him as she rubbed his back.
Ron stared at the plate with no desire to eat a thing. He appreciated Hermione’s help in trying to get him to calm his nerves, but he just couldn’t shake the feeling that he was going to mess up.
Why did his first game have to be against bloody Slytherin? He already knew that Draco had something foul up his sleeve. Slytherin never played fair.
He wished he could just curl up in bed and stay there until the game was over. Hell, he wished he hadn’t tried out. What was he thinking? What was Angelina thinking in choosing him?
Maybe it was because he was the twins brother and that she and them were best friends. Her and Fred were dating, so maybe she felt obligated. He knew he was rubbish, so of course Angelina had seen. Obviously she hadn’t been thinking clearly, otherwise she would have given the position to someone else.
“Ron?” said Hermione in a sing-song voice, pulling him out of his thoughts.
He looked over at her and seen that she had a spoonful of cereal in her hand, flying it around like he was a baby.
“Come on Ron.” said Hermione with a huge grin on her face. “Here comes the broom trying to get inside the broom closet. Open your mouth and let it innnnnnnnn”
Ron couldn’t help but laugh. It was so silly, so adorable, so Hermione. He rolled his eyes and obeyed, allowing Hermione to ‘fly’ the food into his mouth.
Hermione smiled. “Am I going to have to feed you the rest? I can get quite loud you know.”
“No.” said Ron taking the spoon from her hand. “I think I can take it from here. But thanks.”
“Anytime."said Hermione with a chuckle.
Ron sat there and ate the rest of his cereal, as well as everything else Hermione had gotten for him. Then he, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny walked to the door of the great hall and prepared to walk down to the quidditch pitch.
Ron froze midway. He felt as if his feet weighed 1,000 lbs each, as he found himself unable to move them.
"Come on Ron.” said Harry. “Don’t wanna be late to your first of many wins.”
Ron had ambled over to them looking lost and desperate.
“Good luck, Ron,” said Hermione, standing on tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek. “And you, Harry-”
Ron felt like he was in a dream. Did Hermione really just kiss him on the cheek? It’s not like she kissed Harry also. She kissed him only, and wished him good luck. And thought he was still nervous, he found that the nerves for the game he had went completely out the window, and was replaced by Hermione’s kiss.
Ron seemed to come to himself slightly as they walked back across the Great Hall. He touched the spot on his face where Hermione had kissed him, looking puzzled, as though he was not quite sure what had just happened.
“Here’s the problem - I don’t know what I want. It’s a bit, well, like pornography or a perfect turd. I can’t quite describe it, but I’ll know it when I see it.” — Trevor Philips
Trevor is of average height, either as tall as Michael or about half an inch off, and is also Caucasian. In the prologue, he sported a moustache, a mullet, sideburns and a very prominent widow’s peak. He also had a small bald patch on top of his scalp. By the time of the main story, his bald patch has spread to cover most of his fringe, with only a small tuft of hair left on his forehead. His side-burns remain, but he’s ditched his mullet and moustache. His skin is very sallow and his cheekbones are slightly sunken, a result of his many drug addictions. His eyes are brown, and his body is quite muscular for a man his age, another possible side-effect of all the drugs he takes. He has a scar from what looks like a knife wound on his abdomen, along with various sores and boils all over his face and body (again, likely from his drug-abuse). He has several tattoos on his body, including the words ‘fuck’ and ‘you’ on each of his knuckles, a dotted line above the words ‘cut here’ around his neck, a small picture of a swallow under his left ear, and a ‘R.I.P. Michael’ tribute on his left shoulder. He wears very casual, often filthy clothing, which Michael gleefully attributes to a subconscious desire to be hipster. He’s said to be the same age as Michael, which would make him either 45 or 48.
Like Michael, Trevor grew up in abusive home that likely shaped some of his later personality. He was born and raised in Canada, near the border to the United States. He did not have a stable upbringing, being moved around from various homes and even states, with his mother constantly changing boyfriends. According to him, his father was ‘not nice to him,’ neglecting and possibly abusing him. Like Michael’s father, Trevor’s eventually left him and his mother; when Trevor was young, his father abandoned him in a shopping mall (which Trevor later burned down in retaliation). His mother, whom Trevor encounters briefly in a post-game mission, was mentally abusive, insulting Trevor, guilt-tripping him and mockingly questioning his sexuality. It’s also hinted that she sexually abused him, as Trevor heavily implies several times that the two of them have had sexual intercourse. Trevor also had a brother, Ryan, who died in an accident that is never elaborated on. Some players have predicted that Trevor killed him himself, but there’s no evidence for this as of yet.
As a child, Trevor had many anger issues that caused him to have violent outbursts. He implies at one point that he sodomized his hockey coach with a hockey stick, and at another that he strangled a clarinet player. He cites two correctional facilities as part of his upbringing, meaning he’d been to jail at least twice before adulthood. In addition, he hinted that he molested other men while in prison, which is likely true from what is shown about him in the game. Trevor also dropped out of school, likely because of his violent tendencies. However, at some point, he enlisted in the Royal Canadian Air Forces to pilot fighter jets, meaning he would’ve had to have gone through at least four years of education at the military academy in order to qualify. Although he had a real talent for flying, just about the only thing besides math he was really any good at, Trevor failed the psychological evaluations just days before completing his education, being (correctly) deemed mentally unstable and banned from flying professionally for life.
Unable or unwilling to find the motivation for other work, Trevor became a ‘drifter’ and amused himself by committing petty crimes along the Canada/United States border. These included killing animals for fun (a common warning sign for psychopathic behavior) and, purportedly, the odd person. Eventually, he got into smuggling, which was where he met Michael. I’ll go over their meeting more in their joined sections. After the two realized how well they worked together, they teamed up, eventually becoming best friends and partners in crime. Trevor’s angry, impulsive behavior caused him and Michael to have to be on the move a lot, but he and Michael nevertheless managed to become fairly notorious criminals, likely feeding off each other’s personalities. At some undisclosed time, Trevor robbed someone he knew at a checks-for-cash place, who in turn ID’d him and got Trevor a six-month jail term, of which he served four months. It’s implied, though not confirmed, that Michael was present for this, as he knows all about it and considers it an hilarious highlight of Trevor’s amateur beginnings.
Michael and Trevor eventually got a small crew together, including a sickly hacker, Lester Crest, and a mean and incompetent bully, Bradley ‘Brad’ Snider. Michael also met his future wife, Amanda, at a strip club, and went on to marry and have two children with her. As a result, he began to grow less daring in the heists he pulled off - or ‘soft,’ as Trevor called it. The situation was worsened by the fact that Michael and Brad did not get along at all, and Amanda disliked Trevor and thought him a bad influence on her husband. Despite this though, Trevor grew surprisingly close with Michael’s two children, Tracey and Jimmy, who both saw him as a sort of uncle figure and addressed him accordingly.
Nine years before the main story, Trevor and Michael, now living in Ludendorff, went to rob a local bank, accompanied by Brad. However, the job was a setup, leaving Brad and Michael shot and Trevor just barely managing to escape after Michael’s entreaties. To Trevor’s knowledge, the failed heist resulted in Michael being killed and Brad being locked up in a state penitentiary for life. Deeply sobered by the loss of his colleagues, Trevor went into hiding and eventually moved to a small, rural town called Sandy Shoes, just a few hours away from Los Santos. A few years before the main story, he started exchanging emails with the prison holding ‘Brad’ (actually FIB agent David Norton, the man who shot Michael and Brad, pretending to be Brad).
From Sandy Shores, Trevor surrounded himself with a new set of friends and cohorts: nervous conspiracy theorist Ronald ‘Ron’ Jakowski, dim-witted but good-hearted meth addict Wade Hebert, and capable drug-cooker ‘Chef.’ With them, Trevor started up a modest little ‘business’ called Trevor Philips Enterprises/Industries/Incorporated/Corporation/Whatever the hell Trevor feels like calling it, which specialized in smuggling weapons, and cooking and distributing crystal meth. His company never really flourished though, with the neighboring drug-dealers and smugglers thinking of him as little more than a crazy addict. It wasn’t until Trevor learned that Michael had faked his death that he really began asserting his business and trying to branch out, before rushing off to Los Santos to confront his former best friend.
Like Michael, Trevor is a very complicated character. Unlike Michael, he seemingly lacks any empathy and will kill without remorse if angered, or even if he’s just bored. He clearly suffers from some kind of personality disorder, or a multitude of them, though what these are is never elaborated on. For a start, he has serious anger issues - much more severe than Michael’s - that can cause him to lose his temper at even the slightest provocation. His loss of temper can in turn send him into homicidal rampages that can involve slaughtering anyone from the people who pissed him off, to countless innocent bystanders. He has numerous psychotic tendencies, such as not caring about the terror and suffering of his victims, and even kidnapping people and handing them over to what’s heavily hinted to be a cannibalistic cult. He willingly associates with people he doesn’t like and assists them in committing crimes such as murder and kidnap. According to him, hanging out with people he doesn’t like is almost like a hobby.
In his first introduction after the prologue, he murders biker Jonathan ‘Johnny’ Klebitz, a protagonist from a previous GTA game, simply because he reprimanded Trevor for having sex with his girlfriend. Trevor shows no remorse for this and even makes morbid jokes about the dead man’s brain matter now stuck to the bottom of his boot. He then sets out to kill all of Johnny’s fellow bikers to ensure there will be no retaliation (and also to help his own drug- and weapon-smuggling business, as the bikers had been competitors in the market). He also kills some other rivals of his, most of the meth-dealing O’Neil brothers, for ‘stealing’ a client from him, then callously tells one of the surviving brothers that there were too many of them and they needed culling. Even more disturbing, Trevor will kill or torment people simply out of boredom, such as when he helps two crazy British tourists kidnap and ‘silence’ a celebrity (although the player can choose to let him go if they so choose).
He is incredibly unhygienic, wearing often filthy clothes, going for days without a wash and living in a tiny, rundown trailer even though he could easily afford to buy a decent house. He both pisses and shits in public if he feels the need to; Michael encounters him doing his business behind a dumpster in one scene, much to his disgust. Trevor also collects novelty toys and statues, and values them more than he does most people - in his words, “This statue here of Impotent Rage fucking meant more to me than Johnny K meant to anyone.” Michael attributes all of this, along with Trevor’s numerous tattoos and ‘weird’ taste in music, to his secret desire to be a hipster, an accusation which Trevor denies furiously. He’s highly addicted to drugs, citing speed as his most common source of substance. He also does meth, drinks heavily (even more so than Michael) and sniffs gasoline. He considers indulging in a substance that America was built so heavily around ‘patriotic,’ even though inhaling the stuff is inclined to cause him to black out for hours and feel horrible afterwards. He doesn’t like to do marijuana as a rule because it ‘interferes with the speed,’ but he’s clearly experienced in it.
Trevor has a number of defining qualities aside from his explosive anger. Probably the most sympathetic one is his obvious loneliness and tendency to cling. Like Michael, he appears to have abandonment issues, and they were probably caused by his parents. Before the main story of the game, he drove Ron away from his wife, eventually making them bitterly divorce, so that Ron would have no other loyalties but him. Also before the main story, he met with Wade’s friends in Sandy Shores and, as the last anyone ever saw of them was them driving away with Trevor, very likely killed them, forcing Wade to depend solely on him. He invites himself on a drug-run with Franklin and Lamar Davis, whom he barely knows at said point, simply because he wants to feel included. He constantly hangs around Michael once they’ve reunited, insulting and baiting him at every turn but seemingly unable to let him out of his sight for too long.
Additionally, he falls in love with people on what seems to be little more than a whim, announcing his undying passion for Patricia Madrazo and Mary Ann with very little prompt; in fact, he ‘falls in love with’ Mary Ann only seconds after meeting her. During an argument with Trevor about Patricia, Michael implies that Trevor’s had similar impulsive romances before, and that they’ve never worked out. Trevor also announces that he’s in love with Floyd and his fiancée Debra (again, only seconds after meeting Debra), tearfully asking that they both marry him and take turns sleeping with him. He shows signs of wanting to marry and settle down, maybe even fathering some children, even as he mocks Michael for being tied down in such a way. In one of his character switch-ins, Trevor mentions paying a hooker to hold him through the night, possibly as a simulation of the tender love he never got from his mother.
Trevor is very loyal to those he considers his friends and will do everything he can to protect them. For example, he will put himself in real danger to protect Franklin or Lamar if the player puts him with either of them while they’re fleeing from the police, and when dragging Wade along with him to help kill Johnny’s colleagues, Trevor tells him to stay in cover and ‘try not to get killed.’ He also rushes to Michael’s aid in a three-way shooting match, even after he’s found out Michael betrayed him. Throughout the game, Trevor constantly voices his desire to bust Brad out of the state penitentiary he’s purportedly locked up in, and is both furious and shaken when he finds out Brad was dead all along. However, he later tells Franklin that Brad was a dick and that he probably would’ve killed him himself eventually anyway, just that he wouldn’t have done it in such a treacherous way. Trevor considers loyalty a very valuable asset and expects everyone to value it as much as he does. If they don’t, he will write off the offenders as traitors and snakes, and possibly come after them.
He constantly abuses his friends Ron and Wade (Wade often physically), despite actually caring for both of them, and the two in turn are terrified of him and make sure to walk on eggshells whenever he’s around. He’s also sexually abusive towards people, perhaps as a result of his own possible sexual abuse at the hands of his mother, although he seems to favor men over women for this. His implied victims include several men in prison, random men on the street (mostly in the form of public indecent exposure), hobos he tries to elicit sexual favors from, Wade, Wade’s cousin Floyd, and ‘lonely’ sailors.
Trevor sleeps for twelve hours, though likely not all in one day. Given his heavy abuse of drugs and many people commenting on how he looks like he’s been awake for several days at a time, Trevor more likely sleeps for twelve hours every two or three days. Like Michael, Trevor speaks very roughly, getting most of his emotions across by cursing excessively. He also has a faint (very faint, according to him) Canadian accent, showcasing his real origins. Despite what one might think, he does have some semblance of basic morality. He’s disgusted by both racism and misogyny, defending illegal immigrants against a self-proclaimed ‘border patrol’ and telling Wade off for calling Johnny’s girlfriend a bitch. He’s also against government corruption, calling their stance on torture a thinly-veiled excuse for their sadism. He’s not against torture in its own rights - he even considers it a great time - but he hates that the government won’t admit to just enjoying torture for torture’s sake. In fact, he’s so adamant about this that, after happily helping to torture a prisoner under the FIB’s orders, he helps the prisoner flee the country and urges him to share his story, instead of killing him like the FIB requested.
Even though Trevor kills without a second thought most of the time, there are a few occasions where it’s implied that he didn’t mean to let it go that far. After repeatedly stomping on Johnny’s head, Trevor screams at him to get up and fight him several times before finally realizing he’s killed him. He doesn’t seem fazed by what he did, but his reaction at least shows that the action wasn’t completely intentional. Even more grey is his murder of Debra and Floyd, which could very well have been genuine self-defense, as both Debra and Floyd were armed, and Trevor seems to show genuine remorse after the act. He mentions that he had never really killed anyone beyond animals or the occasional ‘drifter’ before meeting Michael, indicating that it was perhaps the circumstances of his life that made him a killer, rather than a real aspiration for it. Trevor’s first serious murder also affected him at least a little bit, as both he and Michael threw up after dumping the victim’s body, and he mentions the incident without any trace of glee when telling it to Lamar.
Although he’s abusive to his friends, Trevor is still capable of showing them affection and even of considering their feelings on occasion. This is shown quite a bit with Wade, who almost seems to share an unconventional (and abusive) brotherly bond with Trevor. When Wade becomes covered in shit from an undercover job he pulled for Trevor and sits traumatized in Floyd’s living room, Trevor walks over gives him a hug of comfort, even though this gets feces on him as well. In the offshore version of the Merryweather heist, Trevor responds to Wade telling him he missed him by saying the same to him, apparently sincerely. After killing Debra and Floyd, Trevor makes sure Wade doesn’t find out what happened to them, telling him instead that they don’t want him around anymore. He then takes him to the local strip club and makes sure he’s well looked after. Another person Trevor is very close with is Ron, who’s his best friend after Michael. Though Trevor terrorizes and insults Ron more often than not, he still values him, considering him a valuable asset to his company for his skills and loyalty. Ron also appears to be one of the few people Trevor told about his former life, including extensively talking about Michael, as Ron knows quite a bit about him.
Trevor is also very fond of Michael’s kids, thinking of them as the niece and nephew he never had. He’s protective of them and clearly cares about them both a great deal, though he’s also prone to jealousy towards them for taking Michael’s attention from him, and will speak rather cruelly to them if agitated enough. One example is when he calls up Jimmy just after finding out Michael betrayed him and Brad. Seeking to hear Jimmy abuse Michael, Trevor is furious when instead Jimmy says that he loves his father and begs Trevor not to kill him. He mocks Jimmy and says he’s just like his pathetic father, before hanging up on him. Most of the time though, Trevor is fiercely protective and supportive of Michael’s kids, and would literally kill for them. He can even be almost responsible with them, as on one occasion he refuses to take Jimmy out drinking when they’re both out together, saying, “I don’t care how old you are. Little Jimmy don’t drink, not on my watch.” Trevor also develops an interesting relationship with Franklin; like Michael, he eventually begins to think of him like a surrogate son or younger brother, albeit to a lesser extent than Michael does. On some social outings with the three of them, Trevor and Michael can even joke about being Franklin’s new fathers (much to Franklin’s annoyance).
Trevor has poor grammar and punctuation in text messages and often ‘improvises,’ as he calls it. He mentions that he has trouble with writing, but his vocabulary is notably impressive, suggesting some untapped potential. Additionally, he’s very apt at math, possibly even to a prodigious level, as he instantly works out a very complicated set of sums in his head during a heist, and Wade mentions that he’s always been good with numbers. He’s also second to none in flying, having both a natural talent for it and at least four years of education around it. Interestingly, and likely due to his past training for the military, Trevor is surprisingly competent when he’s forced to take on an authoritative role. He plays the part of a traffic cop and police helicopter lookout near-flawlessly until he loses his temper and breaks character towards the end, and he seems to be a semi-capable business owner when he’s not losing his head.
Although he is actually very intelligent, because Trevor’s instability is often played for laughs, one has to look slightly deeper with him than with other characters to see it. His anger issues make him less level-headed than Michael, but he can still prove to be a capable planner when he needs to be. He shows more intelligence and rationality when on missions or heists than anywhere else, and he rarely lets himself get too angry to think clearly while in the heat of battle. He can even be somewhat of a motivator, though in a pretty unconventional way. When associates of his show fear or reluctance towards an upcoming task, he baits them by calling them weak or incapable. He then reacts with delight when they get angry and yell at him, considering their anger proof that they’ll do well in the job. He can also be extremely passive-aggressive at times, especially with Michael, whom he insults constantly but rarely completely loses his temper with.
He’s quite childish a lot of the time; aside from his aforementioned baiting of people for his idea of fun and motivation, he’s also sometimes prone to acting like a young child playing make-believe. When he and Michael are pretending to be traffic cops in order to steal some expensive cars, Trevor enjoys himself immensely and makes comments like, “Officer T maintains his pursuit!” during the related chase. When he’s in a police helicopter on lookout for Franklin, not only does he pretend to be a member of the law enforcement, he even goes so far as to make fake crackling sounds through his headset, imitating the sound of a walkie-talkie. When chasing a train along the tracks in Sandy Shores, he makes ‘choo-choo’ noises as he goes, clearly having way more fun than he should be. Additionally, he often makes fun of people’s accents, even if he’s not trying to be particularly malicious. He also mockingly mimics people when he’s annoyed, rather than trying to respond to them like an adult. One reason for this might be because, as a child, Trevor didn’t get as many chances as he would’ve liked to just have fun and play, so, whether purposely or subconsciously, he makes up for it in later life. Another reason might just be his unstable personality stunting certain parts of his brain’s development.
Trevor’s favorite radio stations are Channel X and Los Santos Rock Radio, the latter of which he shares with Michael. He typically plays Channel X in his car, while preferring to play Los Santos Rock Radio in his places of residence, such as his trailer or Floyd’s condo. Channel X plays punk rock and features songs mostly from the early- and mid-80’s, such as Youth Brigade’s Blown Away, Agent Orange’s Bored of You, and Black Flag’s My War. Los Santos Rock Radio plays classics from the late-60’s to late-80’s, such as Chicago’s If You Leave Me Now, Elton John’s Saturday Night’s Alright for Fighting, and Queen’s Radio Ga Ga (Michael’s theme song). Trevor’s own theme song, Waylon Jennings’s Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way, is from the Rebel Radio station, which he never listens to.
Trevor has a number of triggers that push him into a particularly vengeful rage. These include people mocking his Canadian accent, people mentioning his implied incestuous relationship with his mother (this includes using the insult ‘mother-fucker’), and hipsters just existing too close to him. Just the mere hint of one of these things can send Trevor into a murderous rampage. Notably, he allows Michael to push all of these triggers without killing him, or even hurting him. This will be examined more closely in their joined sections. He’s also terrified of clowns, but the reason for this, if there is one, is unknown. Unlike the more emotionally closed Michael, Trevor cries openly and never tries to suppress his emotions. Indeed, he considers the act of suppressing emotions ‘fake’ and ‘hypocritical,’ and accordingly insults anyone who does it. Trevor’s also hinted to have suicidal tendencies; apart from claiming to be such while huffing gas, he often goads people, such as the police, into killing him while in shootouts, and willfully engages in many dangerous stunts liable to leave him flattened on the pavement.
Trevor is more than jokingly referred to a cannibal by Michael on multiple occasions, and makes comments alluding to the subject himself in various character switch-ins. At one point, he eats a bowl of stew that’s strongly implied to be human remains (not before graciously offering it to Michael, though), then vomiting it all up minutes later. His motto is ‘Kill strangers, protect friends, eat enemies,’ which he seems to follow to the letter. Trevor is also a highly sexual person, possibly even suffering from some medical disorder like nymphomania. He masturbates constantly, and will have sex with just about anything; his Lifeinvader (Facebook) page’s relationship status bluntly states, “Any hole’s a goal.” He helps himself to men, women, objects and even, it’s hinted, dead bodies. Like Michael, he also has somewhat of a nervous twitch, although Trevor’s involves randomly grabbing at, and even fondling, his own crotch - often in public.
Trevor is a very muddled person. He doesn’t really have a clear idea of where he wants his life to go, apart from branching out in his business. This seems to be more to make a name for himself than for power or money, though. More than anything, he just wants to be recognized and appreciated, particularly by the people he cares about most. After thinking his two closest friends were lost to him forever in Ludendorff, Trevor appeared to lose most of his motivation, and both his physical and mental condition deteriorated greatly in the nine years between the prologue and main story. It wasn’t until he found out that Michael was actually alive that he really began pursuing his goals, namely in expanding Trevor Philips Industries. It’s clear that he depends on Michael a lot, and is driven to both anger and depression when Michael shows signs of wanting to extricate himself from him. To a lesser extent, Trevor also shows dependency issues towards others, such as the aforementioned Ron, Wade, Franklin and Lamar - all of whom he practically forced into becoming friends with him - and Floyd - whom he imposes on constantly because he seems to find some sense of security in his house. If one had to describe Trevor in a single word, that word would probably be ‘damaged.’ His anger, depression, loneliness, drug-abuse and, above all, his desperate clinginess are all perfect indicators of this.
Trevor is canonically confirmed to be bisexual - or, more accurately, he’s a hyper-sexualized pansexual. Aside from everything mentioned above, there are numerous scenes in the game of him showing sexual attraction towards men. One of his character switch cut-ins shows him sexually harassing a guy, saying either, “I don’t care if you ain’t washed it,” or, “Five dollars for a handjob’s the best you’re gonna get.” In the mission I Fought the Law, he grabs the private parts of a man he’s pretending to arrest while frisking him, in order to ‘make sure.’ If chosen for a certain random event, he expresses interest in a man who’s been tied in his underwear to a pole, helping him out because he has ‘a weakness for men in panties.’ In a side-mission, he mentions his sexual abuse of men in prison, calling the occasions ‘good times’ and getting happily lost in the memories. He even says that he enjoyed his various stays in prison for this reason.
If the player puts Trevor with two women in the Los Santos strip club, he will sometimes say, “Oooh, if we only had a guy join us, we’d have a real party!” In Grand Theft Auto Online, the player can encounter Trevor, and if they use a male character, Trevor will claim that the character is giving him a semi. He will then say, “Now, normally, I have that whole ‘beggars can’t be choosers, take anything you can when it comes to love’ attitude…” On one occasion while getting drunk with Franklin, Trevor tells him that he would rather suck cock than smoke pot, adding, “…And I’ve done both!” On a social outing with Michael and Franklin, Trevor invites them to ask him any questions they want, which Franklin uses as an opportunity to ask if Trevor’s gay. Trevor is quite flustered and doesn’t give a straight answer, but when Franklin assures him that he just wants him to be happy, Trevor replies more comfortably, “Well, that’s what I am: whatever makes me happy.” On another outing with the three, Michael tells Franklin that Trevor will be a poor role model because all he’ll teach him is how to smoke meth, kill bikers and molest sailors. Trevor protests against this, saying that it’s not molesting if the sailors are lonely, but ‘patriotism.’ If the player is controlling Michael or Franklin and has him bump into Trevor while they’re both drunk, one of the reactions Trevor can have is happily murmuring, “Mm! Hello, sailor.”
Trevor also flirts with Lamar on occasion, most notably when he responds to Lamar’s joke about jacking Trevor off with tentative sincerity. When Trevor and Lester are on spy duty in a helicopter and Lester complains about how long it’s taking, Trevor sleazily mentions that there are ‘ways to make minutes go by.’ Given his and Lester’s hostile relationship though, it’s perfectly possible Trevor was just messing with him. Additionally, Trevor can come on to Franklin on an outing if they both get drunk, saying that no one will know or judge what they might do to pass the time (Franklin generously lets this remark go because Trevor’s drunk). Trevor also owns a vibrator and appears quite comfortable in a dress (which, to be fair, doesn’t say anything about his sexuality, but is still interesting to note).
On a less light note, Trevor doesn’t seem to care if his male partners are consenting or not. Aside from the aforementioned abuse of men, his two main named victims are Wade and Floyd. Wade mentions on Ron’s Lifeinvader page that Trevor recently made him put his penis between his legs and wear the wig ‘again,’ and later mentions that, like Trevor’s coach, Trevor once caused Wade to have a ‘hockey stick accident.’ Just before the two leave for Los Santos, Trevor tells Wade that he can jerk him off if he gets bored. He then turns around and assures Wade he was joking, only to add a second later, “You can suck me off.” Also, one of Trevor’s switch-ins shows him waking up from a drunken stupor outside his strip club and asking where Wade is, which might have some sexual implications. Floyd, if anything, suffers even more than his cousin. One of Trevor’s switch-ins shows him spooning with Floyd in Floyd’s bed, while Floyd lies in the fetal position and whimpers, sometimes begging his fiancée to forgive him, sometimes having nightmares about his teddy bear (which Trevor sexually violated). While talking to Floyd over the phone during the Freighter version of the Merryweather heist, Trevor threatens Floyd when the latter shows reluctance to help him, saying that he’ll do more of what he did to him before and that Floyd ‘knows what he’s talking about.’
Because of Trevor’s openness about his sexuality, a noticeably large number of characters think that he’s gay, specifically with Michael. Characters who mistake or joke about the two being a couple include Lamar, Lazlow Jones, Steve Haines, Devin Weston and the Chinese Triads, the last of which even go so far as to kidnap Michael because they think Trevor will do anything for his ‘lover.’ I will go over Trevor and Michael’s mistaken relationship more in their joined sections.
Trevor impatiently breaks up a quarrel between Michael and Brad Snyder (prologue)
Trevor protects himself, Michael and Brad from the pursuing police (prologue)
Trevor takes a hostage in order to escape capture (prologue)
Trevor has sex with Johnny Klebitz’s girlfriend, Ashley Butler
Trevor’s reaction upon finding out Michael was alive all along
Trevor pretends to comfort Johnny, just moments before killing him
Trevor with Ron Jakowski and Wade Hebert, his trusted friends and business partners
Trevor prepares to defend his meth lab with Chef
Trevor threatens Tao Cheng
Trevor punches Wade for his failure
Trevor bemoans the nine years he spent in ignorance, mourning Michael’s ‘death’
Trevor greets Amanda after over nine years apart
Trevor is joyfully greeted by Tracey after over nine years apart
Trevor invites himself on a drug-run with Franklin and Lamar Davis
Trevor helps Ferdinand Kerimov flee the country after torturing him
Trevor shows his possessive nature with Wade
Trevor hugs a feces-covered Wade in an attempt to comfort him
Trevor forces Floyd Hebert to massage his leg
Trevor argues with Michael
Trevor clashes with Franklin
Trevor gets up from spooning Floyd, possibly after sexually assaulting him
Trevor grabs the crotch of a man he’s pretending to arrest
Trevor and Ron talk about their business
Trevor prepares to pilot a plane, his best skill
Trevor with Martin Madrazo’s wife, Patricia
Trevor ‘proposes’ to Floyd and his fiancée, Debra
Trevor’s apparent remorse after murdering Floyd and Debra
Trevor urinates in public while in the middle of a heist preparation
Trevor emotionally tells Michael to kill him in Ludendorff
Trevor tearfully hugs his mother’s knees as she rejects and mocks him
Side-note: I don’t love Trevor as much as I love Michael, but I do still love the guy. He’s utterly insane and pretty evil, but you can’t help enjoying him despite it. I also feel pretty sorry for him. I’ll go into it more later, but the main thing with Trevor is that the person he loves more than anyone else (platonically or otherwise) just doesn’t love him as much. Even for someone like Trevor, this is a very painful position to be in. </3 I also have a very empathetic view towards anyone who loves Michael more than they should, for obvious reasons. XD
Hey, hope everyone had the best first day of 2k17 ever! Remember to request if you have ideas.
Summary: The Reader and Ron hang out, things go south and she looks to Carl for comfort
Characters: The Readed, Carl, Ron, Carol
POV: Second Person
Word Count: About 2200
Warnings: Nuthin much, just a kiss and a food fight - G rating
Twisted Triangles 3
The sun was high in the sky and a soft breeze blew your ponytail to the side. You were in the middle of Alexandria, reveling in the beautiful rarity of peace in nature. You reached up and let your hair down. Shaking it out everywhere and you raised your arms up and spun in a circle. You looked up into the clouds and took a deep breath, sighing out.
“Hey.” You jumped, shocked by the voice. You turned around to a chuckling Ron with his hands in the air,
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to see what you were doing.” You gave him a blank look. You were a little pissed that he went behind your back and confronted Carl, but you didn’t want to say anything because it wasn’t right for you to follow him and get into his private business. You smiled and responded politely,
“I’m just listening to nature. It’s really beautiful when it’s not trying to kill you.” He laughed and you smiled back. You knew it would take time for him to stop hating Carl so you decided to tuck those ugly feelings away and just be his friend. It’s not like you had many.
“Well, do you wanna hang out. That seems kinda lonely.” You frowned,
“It’s not lonely at all, but sure. What do you wanna do?” He shrugged,
“Well, if you’re having so much fun, why don’t I just join you?” He walked over to you and sat down beneath the tree beside you. You sat down beside him and you each looked out into the distance. After about ten seconds he slightly turned his head to see if you were still lost in thought. You turned to look at him and he jumped, going back to look out into the distance. You rolled your eyes, he was such a doofus.
“Alright, what do you really want to do?” You asked with a huff. He turned to you and smiled,
“Thank goodness, I don’t understand this whole looking at nature and thinking thing.” You rolled your eyes again and shoved his arm, then standing up.
“Alright then, let’s go do something you and I will both enjoy.” He hopped up right next to you and his eyes brightened,
“Oh, let’s play videogames.” You made a disgusted face and shook your head.
“I have played enough videogames for a thousand men to each play five times.” He scratched his head, deep in thought.
“Oh, what about reading comics.” That sounded nice, but you were not in the mood. Suddenly a great idea came to your head.
“Nah, I have a great idea. It’s gonna be really fun.” You grabbed his arm and ran off.
Twenty minutes later you were in Carol’s kitchen with her recipe for Acorn cookies and a lot of acorns.
“You sure you guys got this all on your own? I mean, how many times have you really actually baked anything?” Asked a very concerned Carol. You looked at a very nervous, but excited Ron and turned back to her.
“We are totally fine, Carol. We won’t burn down the house, I promise.” She sighed and shook her head,
“Please, just follow exactly what I have on paper.” You giggled,
“We will, don’t worry. Just go have take your watch at the wall. Worry about herds, not us.” She nodded and left you alone with Ron and a table full of labeled baking supplies.
“What is this?” Ron asked, holding a bag of flour. You rolled your eyes,
“Ron, can’t you read, it’s flour.” You laughed at him and frowned,
“Hey, that’s not fair. The label was on the backside, I didn’t even see it.” You smiled,
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever, lets just do this. Preferably right because I don’t think we’ll ever be allowed to bake again if we screw this up.” He chuckled and together you got to work, following the tedious, but thankfully extremely detailed recipe Carol had laid out for you. Soon you had made a batch of beautifully golden cookies.
“I can’t believe we managed to make such amazing cookies.” You squealed happily while Ron burned himself trying to eat one.
“Oww, that hurt.” He complained.
“Ron, we have to wait for them to cool down. Till then we can clean everything in here up.” You said, putting your hands on your hips. You started by cleaning off all of the supplies. Ron went to put Carol’s secret stash of flour away in the highest pantry door and PLOP! About a quarter of the bag dumped on your head. Ron muttered a small ‘uh oh’ and you took some of the flour off the top of your head and threw it at him. That was the start of a thirty minute war between the the two of you. You were hiding inside the big pantry with a bag of acorns you would hit Ron with when he tried to attack when he approached you with the rest of the bag of flour. You tried to hit him with the bag of acorns, but he dumped all of the flour on your head. You huffed, unable to see and before you knew it he tackled you onto the floor and started tickling your sides.
“Stop, Ron stop. Please, please, just stop.” He smirked at you.
“Give up then. Say ‘I surrender’.” You squirmed on the floor, unable to move and unable to stop laughing.
“Fine, Ron. I surrender, okay, I surrender.” He finally stopped tickling you and sat back, responding with a smug,
“Now, was that so hard?” You pushed him off you and stood up.
“You are the biggest but-head I have ever met.” He chuckled.
“Yeah, but you love me that way. Don’t even try to deny it.” You rolled your eyes.
“In you your dreams, Ron Andersen.”
“Every night without fail.” Before you could even process what he said he leaned in a put his lips on yours. For a moment you stood, a statue of shock, but then you processed his slimy tongue trying to weasel its way into your mouth and you pushed him away from you as hard as you could. You were so disgusted you could hardly breath. He put his nasty lips on yours. You ran out of the room and out the house as fast as you could, slamming the door behind you. You knew he would try and follow you, try and apologize, but that was not something you could just forget about. Suddenly you remembered Maggie and Enid and all that they said. They were right. Ron certainly liked you more than a friend and that nearly made you spill your lunch right in the middle of the road. You were running, where you weren’t sure. You were going in the direction of your house, but you knew if you went home that he would come to your door, begging to apologize, begging for a second chance. Right now you were not ready to handle that. You ran around the corner of the Grimes house when you heard Ron, screaming for you from a distance. You turned your head, continuing to look back, but still moving forward when you crashed into a body and fell to the ground. Not stopping to think of safety you scrambled to your feet to help the other person up and get as far away from Ron as humanly possible.“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. Are you okay?” You looked down at the figure and realized who it was. Carl. He gave you a perplexed look and got up on his own.
“I’m fine. Are you? What are you running from? Why are you such a mess?” You tried to speak, but you were tongue tied.
“I-I-He-I- Can I stay at your house tonight? I just need to get away from my life for a minute.” He remained concerned, but nodded his head.
“But, just tell me whats wrong? What happened, who is the ‘he’ you’re talking about?” You sighed and looked up into his pulchritudinous blue jewels.
“I’ll tell you later, okay. I promise, I just really don’t want to talk about it right now. I just need somewhere to stay for the night, please. Do me this solid and I promise you I will do whatever you want me to. Please, Carl.” When his name slipped off your tongue you were nearly in tears.
“Okay. Come on then.” You smiled and clasped your hands together happily,
“Thank you so much, Carl. I promise I will return the favor.” He shrugged and gave you a small smile.
“You don’t have to, I just want to make sure you’re okay.” He led you inside and snuck you upstairs into his room.
“Y/N, you have to be super quiet. If my dad or Michonne find you here they will think the worst and we will get in huge trouble.” You nodded and sat on his bed. He gathered a group of blankets and laid them out on the floor.
“What are you doing?” You asked him.
“I’m sleeping on the floor, you can sleep in my bed.”
“No, why can’t we both just sleep in your bed. There’s enough room.”
“I’m sleeping on the floor, you get the bed. It’s not like I’m your boyfriend.” You rolled your eyes.
“Yeah, but Enid and I sleep in the same bed all the time.” He huffed,
“I-We-Th-That’s totally different, you’re both girls.” You threw his pillow at him and squinted your eyes.
“You know what, fine. That’s fine, but I’m sleeping on the floor, this is your room.” His hands clenched into fists and he gritted his teeth.
“I don’t know what to say anymore. Why are you so stubborn? You’re the one who came to me extremely distraught. I am so sorry for wanting to make things more comfortable for you.” You completely forgot about Ron until then and you felt a wave of disgust and guilt wash upon you.
“I’m sorry Carl. I didn’t mean to make things hard, I just-” You sighed and traced the flower pattern on the sheets.
“If you want to make things easier, can you just lay with me?” His face softened and he walked over to the bed sitting down beside you.
“Yeah. Just let me know if I make you feel uncomfortable and I will sleep on the floor.” You put your hands on his arm and sparks burst through your entire body. You could feel the tensions rising when he raised his eyes to meet yours. You blushed a deep shade of red, but spoke confidently, yet sweetly.
“Carl, you’ve never made me uncomfortable and you never will.” You noticed his cheeks became bright pink and you pulled away, mumbling a tiny ‘sorry’.
“Are you going to take a shower?” Carl asked you.
“Oh, yeah. I forgot I was such a mess. I don’t want to lay in your bed like this.” He smiled and lead you to the bathroom, leaving you to wash up.When you got out you realized you forgot to ask Carl for new clothes. Seeing as you couldn’t sleep in a wet bathtub all night you decided to just go into his room with the towel on and ask for some new clothing. When you stepped out Carl was in his pajamas and sitting on the left side of the bed. He looked up at you and immediately looked away.
“Uh, I don’t have any clothes. Can I borrow some of yours?” Carl nodded and ran to his dresser to get pants and a t-shirt. You stood there shivering for a few minutes till Carl turned around looking flustered.
“I, uh don’t have my other pair of sweatpants. I thought they were here, but I guess not.” Suddenly you understood why he looked so agitated. You were going to have to sleep in bed with him without pants on. You had underwear, but you still didn’t have anything else covering you. You tried to look normal while your heart was nearly beating out of your chest.
“Well, do you have any big shirts.”
“Then I’ll wear one of those. Tomorrow when I get up I can wear my jeans.” Carl still looked flustered, but passed you the shirt and took your clothing out of the room to be washed. When he came back you were under the sheets in his t-shirt. He walked in nervously and slowly got in the bed. You were on the two opposite sides of the bed when you whispered to him,
“Carl, can you just hold me?”
“Are you sure, this isn’t-”
“Please. I need you.” You begged him. It was quiet for a few moments, but then you heard a shift. Carl wrapped his arms around you apprehensively and you nuzzled into his frame. You blissfully drank in the warmth of his body and the beauty of his long dark hair. He was amazing and every minute you laid in his arms you felt yourself slipping farther and farther away, until you were completely drunk on Carl Grimes and fast, fast asleep.
Thank you to everyone who is reading, I really appreciate knowing that I’m not writing for myself and a void in space. I hope you enjoy. When I have time this week I will put up my Masterlist so it’s easier to navigate my blog. Lots of love 😜😚
romione prompt: ron is nervous about leaving the aurors to start working at george's shop full time, but hemione talks him through it. thank you! :)
I know lots of people like Ron-as-a-baker headcanons so here is a
little ficlet about that. I have baking on the brain thanks to GBBO… [AO3, for @hpshipweeks]
She wakes at two minutes to five
to an empty bed and the smell of baking bread filling their small flat, so she
shuffles into her slippers, yawning, and pads down the hallway to the kitchen.
Sure enough, Ron is in there, silently kneading dough in just his pyjama
bottoms. In the dim light of early dawn, she can see every muscle in his back outlined
as he methodically pushes and pulls the bread. The sight fills her with longing
and wonder, and she walks over, placing her hands on his shoulders and leaning
her body into his. He pauses the kneading, and she feels rather than hears him
let out a long breath.
“Couldn’t sleep?” she asks, her
voice still husky from bed.
“Bit nervous,” he confesses.
“Don’t be,” she says, taking a
step backwards. “You’ve done it all before, you know.” She waves her wand, and
all the candles in the kitchen are suddenly alight, adding to the light from
the sun’s early rays coming through their window. Down below them, the city is asleep,
still, and she finds herself pitying all the people in it who will not be
waking to Ron’s freshly baked bread.
“Not like this, I haven’t,” he
says. He turns around, a worried frown on his face, but before she can say
anything to soothe him, he smiles.
“Nice slippers,” he grins.
“Shut up,” she says, trying to
supress her own smile. They’re pink and fluffy and absolutely hideous, but also
the most comfortable things in the world. He bought them for her for their last
anniversary—he had to honour the memory, he had said, of the first nightclothes
he’d ever seen her in. She’d remembered the fluffy pink dressing gown she’d
taken to Hogwarts in her first year, remembered night-time wanderings
accidentally discovering three-headed dogs and just how very annoying her fellow first years could be, and had laughed and
Now, Ron dumps the dough in a
tin, wipes his hands on a spare tea towel, and comes to stand with her over by
the window. “I’m sorry if I woke you,” he says. “I was trying to be quiet.”
Hermione shakes her head. “You
didn’t,” she says. “Did you get any
sleep last night?”
The Persuasion of Draco Malfoy chapter 7 (Draco x Reader)
the hospital. She could see that a few more beds were empty since the last time
she was there. Most of the students were awake so it wasn’t as quiet as before.
She scanned the room for Madame Pomfrey. She saw her administering medicine to
As she headed
towards her, she passed by Harry Potter’s bed. He was talking to a red headed
boy that was seated in a chair next to his bed. Harry noticed (Y/N) walking by
and smiled at her. She smiled back and continued walking to Madame Pomfrey.
Madame Pomfrey. I would like to help if you need me,” she requested with a
Yes that would be helpful. Take water to the students just as you did
before,” Madame Pomfrey instructed.
the cart and put several pitchers of cool water onto it. She made her way to
the first bed where a first year Slytherin boy had been earlier. The bed was
now empty, which meant he was well enough to leave. In the next bed was a Slytherin
girl, she was sitting up playing with a dragon model that was flying around her
Madame Pomfrey would like you to drink a full glass of water,” she
instructed her, handing her a glass of water.
“Thanks,” the girl replied, as she took the glass and drank.
welcome,” she replied, moving onto the next bed.
It was empty,
but the next one wasn’t. It was occupied with the Gryffindor boy who had
smacked the glass out of her hand.
great,” she thought as she
approached. She avoided looking at the Gryffindor boy and refilled his pitcher.
She poured a glass of water, but left it on his table next to the bed.
it,” she commanded, then proceeded to the next bed.
She saw the
Gryffindor boy grab the glass and drink the water with a mad look on his face.
She noticed that the Gryffindor girl who had been in the next bed was no longer
there. She was glad about that, one less confrontation. The next bed was still
empty. She was about to approach Harry’s bed when she heard a student on the
other side of the room calling for water.
went to the Ravenclaw boy. He was coughing hard and holding his hand out. She
gave him a glass of water and he hurriedly drank it to calm his cough.
he said, after he finished drinking it all.
you like some more?” she offered seeing how thirsty he was.
He nodded and
she poured him another. He took the glass and smiled at her. She smiled back
then refilled his pitcher. She decided to continue on to the next bed from
where she was until she made her way back to where she left off.
Hufflepuff twin brothers in the next beds who were both sleeping. She refilled
their pitchers and poured them both glasses of water. She woke them up one at a
time and had them drink. She continued onto the next bed, and the next,
refilling pitchers and getting students to drink. She made her way back to
Did you ever notice how relatable and similar these two Disney couples are.
Started off as partners, built a loyal friendship, then just like that, they became a couple.
For anyone that has watched both Kim Possible and Austin and Ally, you can totally see how identical they were.
Let’s start with Kim and Ron.
Before Kim and Ron ever were partners, they were best friends. Ever since pre-k.
Kim was the smart one, while Ron was the goofball who was always getting himself into trouble. Even while they were on missions. Kim was more tough, and Ron was more of a wimp.
Ron knew how to be chill and comfortable in his own skin, while Kim always tried to make a good impression. Being the popular, head cheerleader and all. Or whenever around a crush, she would get nervous and choke up.
Ron loved the Bueno Nacho fast food restaurant, and that was his and Kim’s favorite hangout spot.
But in “So The Drama”, (season 3 finale), Kim and Ron realized that there was something more than just a friendship between them; feelings that were always there, just never taken into much consideration.
Once a couple, Kim’s feelings towards Ron didn’t change. She still loved him for him. And Ron was willing to go above and beyond so he wouldn’t lose Kim and their relationship.
As for learning things from each other, I think them dating influenced Ron to try to be more responsible and handle situations like a grown up, and Kim learned to not focus on image and impressing everyone.
They always had each other’s backs and always looked out for each other.
And in the end, no matter what the future had in store, they were always going to head into it together. And no villain would ever tear them apart.
Now, on to the parallels with Austin and Ally.
Though they didn’t hit it off right away, becoming partners is what created their friendship and loyalty for each other.
Ally was the smart one. Austin was the fun one.
Austin knew how to be himself. Ally was always nervous and clumsy.
Austin and Ally’s main scene was writing songs together or just hanging out in Sonic Boom/the music factory.
They had romantic moments throughout season 2 and 3 and feelings were definitely there. But they didn’t truly come out and the relationship wasn’t truly official until the season 3 finale.
(And it’s funny how both couples got together at the end of their third season, both taking place at the end of the school year/Jr prom. You find out they dated through the summer, and both shows’ fourth season took place at the beginning of their senior year. Major parallels, right?)
Once a couple, Austin and Ally never left each other’s side. They did everything together, whether it was just the two of them alone, or with Trish and Dez included.
Austin always made Ally feel special, and Ally always made Austin feel special. And they learned to know every little thing about each other.
And in the end, you saw that nothing could keep them apart forever. They would always find a way back to each other.
(Also a major parallel: both series finales took place at graduation/not long after graduation and focused on being away at college and moving on. From both couples, the guy worried about being left behind in the college years and losing their relationship with their girl. And the girls both let their guy know that nothing or no one could stand in the way of their relationship. And their feelings for them were never going to change, even in college.)
These two couples had true love. The kind that’s so strong and powerful that it can’t be broken. Kim and Ron were a destined pair, and Austin and Ally were a destined pair.
That’s why they will always be my two favorite Disney show couples.
I’ve had other likes, like Lizzie and Gordo, Oliver and Lilly, etc..but these two will always be at the top of the list for me.
And seriously, Ross could even pass for a live version of Ron. Though his hair is a bit long now, he could definitely pull off the look.