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#Aaron: What the FUCK happened and why is KEVIN here?
jtl-fics · 11 months
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Fluent Freshman - Part 24
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“What do you MEAN Smithy is in the hospital with a stab wound to his stomach?!” Nicky’s own voice is agony for his hangover but honestly, how the fuck else was he supposed to respond when he had asked Andrew where FF was and gotten that as a response.
“Calm down.” Andrew says and he looks tired, looks stressed, and maybe even just…a touch nervous?
Nicky isn’t as good as Neil at reading Andrew Minyard. He doesn’t think anyone will ever be as fluent in the language of Andrew Minyard as Neil Josten but Nicky has picked up some key phrases.
He can see when he’s making a joke that is a step too far. He can see when his cousin wants to kiss Neil but is holding back. He can see when his cousin is stressed.
He can see a guilty curve to Andrew’s spine.
“Andrew, answer me honestly, did you stab my sweet baby freshman?” Nicky asks and he’s not sure if the nausea he feels anymore is from horror or from the sheer number of drinks he had put in his system the night before.
Roland usually cuts him off before he gets this level.
Roland also has a habit of pouring heavier when he’s stressed.
Roland also also tends to make complicated fruity drinks that Nicky likes when he’s stressed.
Andrew’s jaw tenses but it’s Neil who speaks up, “It was an accident. It happened during a fight.” Neil says and Nicky throws his hands up in the air.
“You got into a FIGHT with my sweet baby freshman? Sweet little Smithy? The boy who made brownies that made me feel kinda straight for a dead woman?!” Nicky exclaims and sees Andrew and Neil open their mouths to say something but, “I promised him that if he wanted I’d get him something hard that’d mess his GUTS up but this isn’t what I MEANT.” He lets himself collapse dramatically over the table.
“Nicky, shut up!” Kevin hisses from his spot on the couch.
“When the fuck did Kevin get here?!” Because seriously, how fucked up was Nicky last night that he doesn’t remember Kevin coming on this Columbia trip? Where’d he sit? He couldn’t really remember coming over after Thanksgiving. Had Andrew put Kevin in the trunk? Had Andrew put Nicky in the trunk?
“He came with Wymack.” Neil cut in before Nicky started testing reality. “Wymack is at the hospital since he’s…uh…he’s the…”
“Medical Power of Attorney” Andrew answers.
“Yes! Thank you, the Medical power of attorney for Smith. He needed surgery and Wymack wanted to be nearby in case he had to make any pressing decisions.” Neil explains and yeah that tracks, he knows a little bit about FF’s family and knows that aside from his grandma on his dad’s side the rest can go take a long walk off a short volcano observation platform
“Okay, that explains why Kevin is here….how?! Despite all of the unwarranted advice, Kevin is not a medical professional.” Nicky says before turning to Kevin, “So Kevin, what insane Exy-related reason are you here? Don’t lie and say it’s because you want to sign the get well soon card.” He hisses.
“Fuck you!” Kevin spits, “I need to know how long Smiths is going to be out of commission and what his PT is going to look like. He was supposed to be starting during the spring season.” Kevin growls.
“There it is!” Nicky throws up his hands.
“Nicky, just calm down!” Neil pleads.
“How can I stay calm? Andrew stabbed Smithy! So not only is my favorite freshman in the hospital Andrew’s going to end up back on those god forsaken meds again!” Nicky shouts and buries his face in his hands.
“Smith isn’t going to say that.” Andrew’s voice is calm but Nicky can hear the slight edge.
“Oh yeah?” Nicky asks because he could see FF promising to never mention who stabbed him if Andrew would just spare his life. FF was going to be even MORE of a disaster when it came to his anxiety around Andrew. Nicky wouldn’t be surprised if his friend just straight up dropped out after this. His cousin is safe but he’s absolutely going to lose his friend.
“Because he’s saying Romero Malcolm stabbed him.” Andrew finishes.
Nicky sits up.
“Wait, what?” Nicky asks.
“Last night Romero Malcolm was at Eden’s.” Neil says voice even in a way that lets Nicky know that he’s trying to stay calm, “Smith recognized him, heard he wanted to grab,” Neil swallows thickly, “…grab one of my friends and saw them looking at…” Neil trails off and looks to Andrew who shakes his head, “…around for someone to grab.” Neil seems to decide and Nicky knows when something is being hidden from him but he’s more interested in the story than what Neil is hiding at the moment, “He got Romero’s attention so that he wouldn’t do anything bad in Eden’s and let Roland know to call help. He went out alone into the alley but Romero didn’t follow him.” Neil explains.
“Oh thank god.” Nicky sighs.
“Because he’d alerted Jackson Plank was lying in wait to ambush him.” Neil continues.
“Oh dear god.” Nicky exclaims.
“He uh…” Neil looks to Andrew who shakes his head again, “okay we don’t know exactly HOW Smith managed to do it but he beat Jackson up pretty bad.” Neil explains.
Nicky feels his brain stop working.
He has watched FF trip over his own feet, walk into four different trees, and almost sprain his ankle walking across a flat surface. He knows FF has been watching self-defense videos and had even gotten some pointers from Matt but even Matt had told him his better bet was probably just to yell “WOW WHAT’S THAT OVER THERE?!”, point behind the attacker, and run as fast as humanly possible away from a fight.
Neil is still talking.
Nicky boots back up quickly.
“…a gun. He tackled Romero into Andrew and Andrew’s knife ended up in Smith’s stomach on accident while they were wrestling for the gun. Smith is the one who said he’s going to tell everyone who asks that it was Romero. He even said it to me.” Neil says with an awkward laugh.
“And you believed him.” Andrew says and there’s warmth in his cousin’s eyes as he looks at Neil and teases him.
“And I believed him.” Neil confirms.
“Okay, so you swear to me that you did not INTENTIONALLY stab my BFF?” Nicky asks looking at Andrew seriously.
“BFF, seriously?” Kevin asks.
“Best Freshman Friend.” Nicky answers quickly, “Don’t worry Kevin, you lose out to Matt in all regards for my Best Senior Friend.” He says.
Kevin just flips him off but Nicky turns his attention back to Andrew, “Andrew, I need to hear it.” He says .
“I did not intentionally stab Smith.” Andrew confirms.
Nicky lets the horrified nausea leave him with only his hangover nausea.
“Okay, we can work with that.”  Nicky leans back. “Have you heard from that Agent?” he asks looking at Neil.
Neil nods but then looks nervous and shoots a look towards Kevin, “The FBI is sending Browning and a field office agent to talk with us but…Ichirou also contacted me.” He says and Nicky watches as Kevin perks up.
“He did?!” Kevin squawks looking around like he expected the head of the Moriyama family to appear from the shadows.
“He wants to make sure we do our part to keep the Moriyama name out of this. He is going to deal with Romero and Jackson himself.” Neil says looking nervous.
Nicky clenches his eyes shut, “Well you’re not going to mention them right?” he hears Kevin ask.
“Of course not Kevin.” Nicky hears Andrew hiss.
“Good.” Kevin says.
There’s silence in the wake of Neil’s statement.
Nicky takes a deep breath and wishes his head was a little less agonizing. “Why aren’t we at the hospital to see Smithy?” he asks because he has nothing he can do about Ichirou so he may as well put it out of his mind.
There is some grumbling.
“Wymack said that he’ll just make us sit in the waiting room without any updates.” Neil says. “We’re picking up Smith’s grandma from the airport and she’s our ticket to getting an actual update beyond ‘not dead yet’ from Wymack.” He adds.
“What, you really can’t get updates without Wymack?” Nicky asks.
Andrew looks at Nicky and Nicky can’t read a single thing his cousin is thinking.
“What’s Smith’s first name Nicky.” Andrew asks.
“Oh God fucking Dammit.” Nicky’s head hurts too bad for this.
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catboygretzky · 19 days
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Exyblr Dashboard Simulator based on what I personally see on sportsblr:
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📜 realexyblog
haiku because exy is back:
GOD, why are my teams
SO fucking bad at exy?
FUCK this FUCKING sport.
#and i watch sports for why? entertainment? no way
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♛ queen-of-exy
I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG! KEVIN DAY IS A QUEEN SHES LITERALLY A QUEEN ITS ON HER FACE
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queen on the court, pillow princess on the mattress amiright
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ive never felt more understood, I am kissing you w tongue
#marry me tumblr user fox me up
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i'm just gonna say it. i know we're all thinking it. jeremy knox eats ass like it's his JOB.
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babe literally no one was thinking that but i'm proud of you for speaking your truth
#we're friends but what cost. when all u talk about is jeremy knox eating ass.
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#dan wilds #psu
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He lived. He served cunt. He died. He was Resurrected. Served more cunt.
#kevin day
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absolutely busted a fucking nut watching kevin day switch hands like that oh my god my nut was so forceful it created a new dimension.
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hey can i join you in that dimension
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Sure, just bring some snacks or something
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the best exy team in the nation is a LIBERAL ARTS COLLEGE how many of those students even go to the games when your school is full of artists and theater kids. your student section must be wACK
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*sorry, 2nd best exy team in the nation
#fuck you theater kids!!!!!!!! can't even appreciate a good sport !!!!! anyway go trojans
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Andrew Minyard should get a little bite and chew. As a reward. Maybe a small gnaw. nomnomnom Maaaaaybe as a treat he can rip a throat out, but only if he's really really good
#only if he's REALLY GOOD and maybe tests negative for rabies but whatever you can't win em all
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favourite exy rarepair????
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ACTUALLY !!!!! was thinking about this earlier and while ive never seen anyone talk about it.......aaron minyard and neil josten would be 👀 kinda cute???
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And obviously, u know me, im always here for a striker/backliner matchup
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ARE THOSE REFS FUCKING BLIND ????????!
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stick-ball · 6 months
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Hi! I'm about to end my whole career!
Here goes the Riko rant that dear @capcavan asked, demanded and begged for.
You know, I get it.
So here's the thing. I get it, Riko sucks. He is the bad guy we all got hung upon. Why? Because he is a rival for our protagonist. He is an angsty, young guy, born into wealth that came from money laundering and human trafficking. It's despicable, the Ravens are bullies and he himself makes lots of bad things happen. Yeah sure, I get that, whatever.
Being raised as a superstar must've been really, really difficult for you.
But I want to really dig deeper right now, this is a Riko rant after all, and you need to really know your fighters. So, to start: a huge trap in toxic families is that the children, even when grown up, will refuse to identify their parents and guardians as negative and toxic people. Not even outside influence can really sway them, usually. Kids that get away from a sinister situation can later tell they were abused, that it wasn't right, but still, they don't get the specifics of what and why, and they are doomed to repeat the same abuse and call it good. Call it right. And sometimes that's substance abuse, sometimes thats domestic abuse, sometimes that's racism and sexism and xenophobia they will grow into believing as the way the world works. Sometimes, thats nepotism and sadism. Only thing that can help is therapy and an environment removed from the control of the original abuse, lots of therapy, lots of space, years of it. A perfect case of a typical toxic family is Aaron.
A perfect case of that could also be Riko.
And here you can call bullshit because Neil had such a fucked up, abusive father and he *knew* it was wrong. Yes, he knew it was wrong for his father to hurt him to the measure he went. Why? Because his mother protected him, because his mother feared his father, not adored him. Because his mother took him away and kept running. A mother, a role model a child feels very strongly about, subconsciously.
Riko was taken from his mother. He was pushed aside by his father and left in the care of a family member, who was easy to glorify for an impressionable child. Because he was a legend. In fanon I often see Tetsuji's character taking a very background role in everything, and sure, he seems pretty background to Neil, because every bad guy seems background to Neil in comparison to his Father - besides Riko, who is the one dangling that threat in front of him. Tetsuji just wants his property back, Riko is playing with fire though. So yeah to us, reading the story, Tetsuji is a total asshole among many such men in the book.
But to Riko he must've meant almost everything for a long time. A crucial thing about Tetsuji is, he is a sadist. Oh sure, sorry, it's only called sadism when done against his team, right? Against Jean or Kevin or Neil? When it comes to Riko, who was in his care for all of his formative years, it was just strict childbearing right? He is a Moriyama after all, so he is evil from birth.
Yeah, I must've mixed something up about Riko being beaten to unconsciousness several times being mentioned in extra content. You think that was a one, two, third times the charm occurance?
Always a commodity, never a human being, not a single person in your family thinking you’re worth a damn off the court— yeah, sounds rough.
I always wondered how sarcastic Neil was saying this. I mean, he definitely meant to land a punch where it would hurt. And he actually knew Riko as a little kid, so he knew more than most.
Stockholm syndrome is very common among victims of childhood abuse. I would know, anyway. It's like the most logical option - the survivior is living in a dual reality. These people are my family, the care for me. They provide for me. They want me to be the best. They also abuse me. They hurt me, but it's for the best. Hurting me is a expression of love. I am grateful to them.
I often wonder how many people who read the books know what a commodity is. A commodity, in the most basic terms, is a basic good that can be used in ccommerce to interchange with goods of the same type. A commodity is not a king, or a queen, or a bishop or a knight, or even a rook. It's a fucking pawn. It's cannon fodder.
Riko is worthless to his family. Riko is just a tool to Tetsuji to generate profit. Riko wants to be worthy to his family. Riko most likely loves his uncle and is ready to do the most insane thing if only it gives him the one thing he desires, which is being seen as worthy by his family.
Kevin and I talk about your intricate and endless daddy issues all the time.
Then there's grooming. Grooming is more obvious when it's done by a stranger who sees the child randomly or in some intervals of time. It's much harder to resist when it's constant. To Riko, Tetsuji is a good person, he is a hero, he is his family, he cares for him, they have a common goal. Riko wants to be what Tetsuji wants him to be. There is a price to pay for it, of course. There is a price for everything. But the price doesn't matter. Riko wants to pay the price he has to pay, to be what Tetsuji wants him to be.
And the thing is, do you think Riko learned how to use his money and crime connections to control others? How to gain power through fear and pain? You think spending his whole life locked in a fucking stadium he taught it to himself how to break people in body and spirit? That torturing them was his special interest? Or maybe are you forgetting that amongst valid responces to trauma, besides fight, flight and freeze there is also fawn? Don't you think it's much more likely, being groomed and enamoured with his captor (bcs thats what Tetsuji is to me, their captor) he impersonated him to the best of his ability? That he learned every leaf in the book from him, because he was his only connection to the family, to his father, to his brother. He was a legend, the creator of exy. Wasn't he always trying to be worthy of him? To be good enough to be loved and wanted? To be great full enough?
I am not saying this absolves him of any of the things he did, but people do insane things under lesser influence, things they would never do otherwise. And I am not talking of people groomed from early childhood, I'm talking of sane adults, being dragged into dangerous and destructive ideologies.
I know it’s not entirely your fault that you are mentally unbalanced and infected with these delusions of grandeur, and I know you’re physically incapable of holding a decent conversation with anyone like every other normal human being can, but I don’t think any of us should have to put up with this much of your bullshit.
Because it isn't, is it? The things HE does ARE his fault, definately. But the reason why? That is not that easy to pinpoint. And Riko is so unstable it hurts. He is so far removed from real life he is completely incapable of conversation. He is a child brought up in a grave, but...
Pity only gets you so many concessions, and you used yours up about six insults ago.
To me Riko is besides all other things, wasted potential. All the things he dreamed of? He could have had them. He was talented, he was determined and had a lot of courage, but all of that was utterly wasted in the violence and malice he was soaked in. In all the violence and malice he created in return.
So please, please, just shut the fuck up and leave us alone.
The most interesting thing about All for the game though is, that in every other book Riko dying would've been the big bad wolf being defeated. But here, that's just a bleep on the radar. Because Riko was a product, not the producer. What I love about All for the game is it shows none of the madness and evil in life started or ended with me or you, with Riko or Neil. Not even with Keylight or Tetsuji. Fuck it did not even end with Nathan dying. It all ends how it begun. With a deal with the devil made in the back of a car, bought with blood money.
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artemistalkstoomuch · 3 months
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All of My Opinions on the Mean Girls Musical Movie
Firstly, loved all the original film references. Of course the obvious ones like having the same lines, the thing about fetch being slang from an old movie, but also!!
. Janis' suit being purple for spring fling!! and omg let's not even talk about how pretty Aul'il Cravalho was throughout the entire film. Her eye make-up was so impressive
. that part in Sexy where they're cycling through potential outfits and one of them is the white shirt with the purple bra holes cut out !!
Slightly upset about the fact they cut out Meet the Plastics and it ended up being more like, Meet Regina, but I get that. On the topic of songs, I understand a lot of them were cut out because they were "too theatrical" but I can still miss em!! Truthfully when I heard the new Stupid With Love I was devastated because it's one of my favourite songs and they fucking tiktokified it, but I actually think it works really well in the film- it gets the "cringy first proper love" aspect across, which is its purpose, so I'm happy.
THEY GOT RID OF "WHO HERE HAS EVER FELT PERSONALLY VICTIMISED BY REGINA GEORGE" which was absolutely criminal
AND THE PRINCIPAL AND MS NORBURY ARE TOGETHER which was actually adorable, and I didn't think about the fact that could be something that happened, but I'm very happy it did.
The bus at the end of Rather Be Me was such a jumpscare but also so funny. THEY MISSED OUT THE DIALOGUE TO DO IT THOUGH SADD. Plus she was so goofy that entire song?? Why was she running in and out of all of those random rooms.
The rumours spreading via phones looked half cool, but it's dated the film imo, which is what Tina Fey originally set out to avoid! Like "fetch" was made up slang so in years to come the film wouldn't seem cringy for having slang teens actually used to use at the time.
Big drum-roll: We did not see enough of Regina's meanness to actually justify her being a mean girl. A lot of it got filtered out through songs, and the majority of stuff was just her, like, responding badly to sexism?? Also tell me how I'm gonna villanise Renee Rapp she fucking SLAYED what a queen.
Also WHERE IS COACH CARR'S SEXUAL ASSAULT. THAT'S THE WHOLE REASON MS NORBURY GETS ARRESTED!!?? That, to me, is one of the biggest indicators in the original film of just how powerful the "Mean Girls" are, they know about this, and the other teachers don't. Not only that, but it highlights just how immature they are, because they don't do anything about it. They're girls who run the school, without having any sympathy or context to do something about bad stuff they know happens. It's just "a funny thing to write". Not having that made me sad tbh.
Changing the line to "you wrote this" in World Burn was clever but I wish we got to see more of the girls turning on each other, rather than direct fighting.
KEVIN G BEST SONG IN THE MUSICAL
Where was the 4 way phone call, DEVASTATING. We literally did not see the plastics actually interact with each other. There was no meanness, no impact, all we got were the "events" when OTHER THINGS HAPPEN. You could say it lost a lot of filler, but the filler was actually context! And part of what makes the film so good!
Devastated she doesn't say "damn you're mine" in Someone Gets Hurt. I do think it's hilarious they just didn't make the actor guy for Aaron sing at all lol
"That filter you use looks just like me" WHY. I appreciate the change from the line about weight but like, this DOES NOT MAKE SENSE. at least say "that filter you use has nothing on me" THE WHOLE POINT IS SHE'S ABOVE IT
I didn't like the extended version of Revenge Party, sorry, too used to the old version
And I did not like the girlbossification of Sexy. I get it's supposed to be powerful like "watch me as I run the world in shoes I cannot walk in" but I feel like the whole point of "I expect to run the world in shoes I cannot walk in" is supposed to point out the irony, like, being slightly critical of "modern feminism". I will say though that the wobble from avantika as she says that is superb.
Overall I thought the film was enjoyable and a nice blend of the original film and the musical, but I think both ended up losing individual meaning because of how much they intersect. You don't have time to appreciate the lyrics and power of the musical because you don't hear them all, and some of them get cut, and you can't follow the plot in a meaningful way because the songs are happening, and they skip a lot of context to fit them in.
Would totally watch it again though, if only to see Renee Rapp say "get in loser" cos she actually nailed that
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stabbyfoxandrew · 18 days
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Welp, I wasn’t going to ask for arsonist neil this week bc it seems to be your most popular but i need to know what’s going to happen so i guess I must beg for some arsonist neil😔 (I hope he gets to burn down a building this week!)
WIP Wednesday (4/10) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 144)
A strange sound has Andrew jolting awake and gripping his blankets to his chest. He feels his heartbeat in his throat and looks towards his bedroom door expecting the knob to start turning. But it doesn’t. Andrew blinks, of course it wouldn’t. He’s safe in his apartment, in his locked bedroom. No one can—
Zrrrrrrrt.
Oh. It’s just his phone vibrating on the nightstand.
Being an incredibly light sleeper, he generally puts his phone on ‘do not disturb’ before going to bed. Apparently he forgot after his hour-and-a-half long call with Nicky, who kept him up past his regular bedtime talking about the show and spoiling a major plotline for him. The idiot. Andrew sighs through his nose and reaches for his phone, to correct his mistake before Nicky or Aaron or Kevin have time to start a one-sided conversation.
However, as he switches off the ringer, he finds that he’s got a new message from 10. The first in days. Andrew sits the rest of the way up and rubs at his eyes to make sure he’s not imagining it. But there it is, in black and white:
10 Need to talk. Are you awake?
Now he needs to talk, huh? At… Andrew squints at the tiny clock in the corner of his screen, 3:21am? He’s got half a mind to ignore 10 and give him a taste of his own medicine. It would serve him right, firstly for freezing Andrew out and secondly for waking him in the middle of the night—
10 Andrew?
Well, if he’s going to beg.
Andrew I’m awake now. What do you want? 10 Can I call you?
Andrew’s sure he’s read that wrong. He stares at the message for a good ten seconds to be sure. The hot, friendly arsonist that he’s pissed at wants to call him on the phone at 3:22am? Who the fuck does he think he is? Why couldn’t this have waited till morning? Andrew sends his answer and immediately his phone starts vibrating again.
10 is calling.
Andrew lets it ring for a couple of seconds, just to be an ass. Then he picks up. He’s not sure what he’s expecting at this hour— an explanation for being ditched, perhaps. Or maybe an apology. But he gets silence instead.
“Hello? 10? What did you do?” Andrew croaks out. He clears his throat to scrape out the gravel. “10?”
Is this a goddamn prank? Andrew is going to—
Wait. He can hear breathing. It sounds like 10 just ran a marathon. “10, answer me or I’ll hang up.”
“I’m… I’m here,” gasps out the voice Andrew’s been daydreaming about. “Don’t hang up.”
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moondal514 · 2 years
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Kevin Day pov fic rec list that no one asked for but I’m gonna make cuz I’ve been really feeling the Kevin Day brainrot lately
Canon and post-canon:
how will i know (when it’s gonna come back round?) by nebulousviolet
Neil says something to Andrew – Kevin doesn’t catch it, too busy gathering his things, but what he does catch is the look Allison gives Matt, and the way Matt’s eyebrows knit together in response.
And Neil – Neil doesn’t say anything to Kevin. Later, Kevin will wonder why. Later, Kevin will wonder if there was even anything to say.
The 1st half of Baltimore from Kevin’s pov
biting down by pipe_dream
kevin learns that in order to understand something, you have to allow yourself to learn, and talks to andrew about neil.
Good Kevin and Andrew friendship content
Proof of Life by mostly_maudlin/ @mostlymaudlin
Realistically, Kevin knows he is safe now. No one is after him anymore. No one is plotting to drag him down into the hole he's clawed out of. He has people who will fight to keep it this way.
A morning in the life of Kevin Day, 10/10 characterization all around here
202607 by abramdeath/ @abramdeath
The Olympics and his life collide into one. Kevin is just trying to win gold with the people he trusts most in the world.
(or, a roulette of dreaming with your eyes open, loving too hard, and winning.)
Kevin has a sports anime flashback moment at the Olympics
Au:
Signs Of Life by moonix/ @annawrites
In which Kevin works the graveyard shift, Andrew is the witching hour cryptid, and Neil guards the ice-cream freezer.
Kevin works at a convenience store and gets befriended by his two strangest customers
Fuck Riko: The Musical by justwhatialwayswanted/ @birlwrites
"Okay, but we still need a show," Dan says. "A very cheap one."
"Andrew," Aaron says.
"No," Andrew says.
"You didn't even wait for me to ask my question."
"I know what you're going to ask, and it's a stupid idea."
Neil looks back and forth between them and says, "But it would make Riko so mad. You could write him out of the show."
"Fuck." Andrew sighs. "I don't know anything about music."
"I do," Jean says, so quietly that for a second Kevin thinks he's imagined it.
"Just to be totally clear," Nicky says. "Are we talking about Andrew and Jean writing us a musical?"
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or: What happens if you piss off every other theater kid in your very insular theater kid friend group?
If you're Riko Moriyama, they write and perform an entire musical as revenge.
Absolutely unhinged theater kid au
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knickknacksandallthat · 11 months
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12 Days of Courtship!!!!
haha, fair enough, anon!! Thanks for asking. This fic definitely deserves some love. (And I can't wait to get back into this universe. These guys are chaos personified, and I adore them for it 🥰)
Small snippet below of Kevin back in his dorm room...
Okay, so if he connects the bell tower to the dog park, where Aaron likes to sit on the bench after his math lecture, then he can only conclude that Aaron prefers about twelve-minute break-times between classes which gives Kevin the distinct advantage of utilizing this time to -
Grape popsicles.
Grape popsicles?  No, Aaron hates anything artificially grape-flavored.  He likes grape jelly and real grapes but anything grape-flavored makes him want to puke.  Plus, he’s not a huge fan of ice-cold things after one too many cavities and painful visits to the dentist.  Grape popsicles are definitely going in the dislike column.
Ponies. 
Ponies?  Where the hell did that come from?  Jesus, Aaron is terrified of horses, there’s no way he would –
“Octopus tentacles.”
Okay, what the fuck is wrong with his subconscious?  Why would he even think about –
“I don’t know, Kev, you tell me.”
Kevin blinks out of his reverie slowly, coming up for air like a man drowning.  He whips his head to the side just to see Neil grinning at him, sitting cross-legged on top of Andrew’s desk while he eats cereal and milk.  At three in the afternoon.  Like a heathen. 
“Finally,” Neil tells him with his mouth obnoxiously full. 
“How long have you been here?” Kevin snaps. 
“Long enough to hear you talking yourself through a mid-life crisis.”
Kevin’s cheeks burn.  “I’m only twenty, I’m too old to have a mid-life crisis.”
Neil shrugs.  “Depends on how long you live, doesn’t it?”
Kevin gapes at him before he hears the distinct click of the dorm suite door opening and shutting.  Panic shoots up his spine at the thought of Aaron potentially walking in on them, but Neil simply calls out, “Drew!  Come see Kev’s weird shrine to Aaron!”
Andrew appears in the bedroom doorway seconds later and stops, taking in Kevin’s bulletin board silently. 
And – okay, now that he’s looking at it, things might look a bit chaotic.  I mean there’s a bunch of scribbles and pictures and bits of string looped to things all over the board, but that’s only because he’s pretty sure he’s found a fascinating connection between –
“Why?” Andrew asks him, point blank. 
“It’s the only way he can summon Aaron from hell,” Neil quips. 
“No,” Kevin glares at Neil.  “It’s because I’m pretty sure I’ve discovered solid proof that the volleyball team is running that underground fight club everyone keeps talking about!  See there’s this tunnel built in the late sixties that connects under the old gymnasium where they practice and runs over to the library, which always closes early on the fourth Friday of every month, which just so happens to coincide with the full moon which clearly must be a sign that-”
“-and what exactly does your conspiracy theory have to do with my brother?” Andrew interrupts him. 
“Uh,” Kevin looks back at the board.  “I – he – um-” Then he slumps.  “Nothing,” he answers morosely. 
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aftgsucks · 1 year
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NMFTG 19
Mr and Mrs Hemmick Cause a Scene
ao3: chapter below the cut
Neil was being subjected to some movie called “Austin Powers,” when Nicky flung open the door in theatrical despair. He immediately made for Neil with a wild look in his eyes. 
“Help, please, help.” Nicky begged. “I’m gonna die.” 
Neil was standing halfway across the room before he could think. “What happened?” he asked. 
“Mom just called to wish Andrew and Aaron a happy birthday,” Nicky answered. 
Neil tried to gauge how actually serious this was. 
“And that’s a bad thing?” Matt asked. 
“Oh, Boyd look at him, I’ve only ever seen Hemmick quake like this when his cousin’s got his knives out.” Seth said, lazily gesturing with the tv remote. 
“They uh, well,” Nicky shifted around, looking down at the sleeves of his sweater. “Dad hasn’t said a word to me since Erik and my mom calls on Christmas to ask if I’ve returned to God and disconnects when I say no.” He never looks this shamed. Not even back when Seth and Aaron were constantly on him about being gay, Nicky never looked like this. “I don’t think Aaron’s spoken to them since Aunt Tilda’s funeral, and Andrew avoids them like they’re a contagious disease. He and dad didn’t hit it off too well when they met at juvie.” 
“It couldn’t have gone that badly,” Matt said. “I mean, your dad supported his early release, right?” 
“Yeah, but-” Nicky started. 
“He ever hit you?” Seth asked, cutting him off, much to Neil and Matt’s surprise. 
“What? No, he just thinks I’m an affront to God and his reputation.” Nicky answered. 
“Hemmick,” Seth groaned. “Fuck your parents, my dad used to regularly beat the shit out of me and he still came to my games until I threatened to call the cops. I’ve never even heard you talk about yours before.” 
“Why did she call, really?” Neil asked, not wanting to go near Seth’s issues with a ten foot exy stick. 
“To invite us home for Thanksgiving dinner.” 
“Absolutely not,” Seth pointed the remote at Nicky. “That reeks of bullshit.” 
“What if she had a change of heart? C’mon Seth, it’s his mom.” Matt argued. 
“What did you tell her?” Neil asked. 
“Nothing! I hung up, she said it was contingent on Aaron and Andrew going too. Mom made that crystal clear and there’s no way Andrew will agree.” 
“You never know until you try,” Matt said, still trying to be supportive. 
“Don’t, dude, take it as a sign or some shit.” Seth said. 
“Wait, why are you here telling us?” Neil asked. Nicky had come in asking for help, what exactly Neil, Matt, and Seth were supposed to do about this was beyond him. 
“You and Seth got Andrew to do Halloween and night practices, just, help? Please?” Nicky begged. 
Neil would like to go one day without getting roped into someone else’s shit. “This is not our business--” he starts to say. 
“Tell them to come here,” is what Seth says over him. Okay, whatever, it can be Seth’s business then. They all look at him. Seth continues, “tell your parents if they want to see the twins they can come to a game. Andrew can duck out on them after but they’ll have come all the way here so you can at least talk to them.” 
It wasn’t a bad plan, per say, although it did rely on the conceit of Andrew not killing Nicky’s parents for whatever it was they did that he hates them for. Arguably it was better for Nicky’s parents to come here where the whole team could keep an eye on them then just Nicky and the cousins going to Columbia, with likely only Kevin for back up. 
If Nicky surprised Andrew with this, though, Andrew would kill his parents and then Neil. Was it time to die? To be done with the tedious march of dying and get it over with? “Don’t surprise Andrew with them. Warn him they're coming, if they say yes.” Neil said, deciding he didn’t want to just be another body in Andrew’s theoretical killing spree. 
“What if they don’t come?” Nicky asked. His voice was still small and uncomfortable. 
“Then they don’t come Hemmick, but you said it yourself Andrew’s never going to agree. Just take it as a dodged bullet, they need to make the effort.” 
Apparently, they agreed to come, at least Nicky was expecting them. The day of the game Nicky didn’t say a word unless prompted to. When Neil was in Millport, Coach Hernadez and the team were constantly bugging Neil about his parents coming to a game. As if it were some big thing. And then Seth too had shared that opinion. Looking at Nicky-- 
Look Neil got it, there was some desperate thing he tried to smother everyday that was still mourning his Mother. Neil knew that if Mary walked in through the stadium doors she’d be doing it to beat Neil’s skull in. But if she were alive to do it-- 
Neil got it. He did. He understood that combination of fear and hope splintered across Nicky’s face. He kept an eye on Nicky the whole game, as every time there was a time out or a reset, Nicky searched the stands and became smaller and smaller. Nicky was a tall guy, he was lanky sure, but built enough to be a backliner on a collegiate exy team. Small was an absurd thing for Nicky to be. But that’s the only word to describe the way all personality just vanished how timid he became as more and more time went by and he didn’t see his parents in the seats he’d set aside for them. 
Neil understood it a little too well, which is why the second the game ended he changed out and rushed for the doors. He wanted to get back to the dorms, he wanted to avoid the walking mirror of his own grief that was sulking in the locker room. 
He’d avoid everyone, if he left right then. He knew that. The other Foxes were gonna take their sweet time and Andrew, who was still recovering from his withdrawals, wouldn’t bother to make them hurry up when his lot had already agreed to stay in Palmetto for the weekend. 
Neil pushed open the door to the parking lot thinking of the field behind the dorms and his half-full pack of cigarettes. And then watched his night go up in flames as he looked at the three people waiting in the parking lot.  
“Hello, young man, you’re with the Foxes right?” A dire looking older man asked. 
Neil studied the trio. The older man and woman were standing close, the woman was a borderline clone of Nicky-- both dressed nice. Very preacher and his wife, Luther and Maria Hemmick were exactly how he pictured, if a bit taller.  
It was the second man that Neil couldn’t place. He bore no resemblance to Nicky or the twins. Not to mention Neil had never heard of any other family member existing. 
“Who’s asking?” Neil asked, shutting the door behind him and listening for the automatic lock. 
“We’re Nichloas’s parents,” Maria said with a soft smile. 
“I’m AJ’s old foster brother,” the second man said, stretching out a hand, “Drake.” 
Neil only recognized one of those words and the last time it was said it had come out of a cop’s mouth, so he just glanced at the offered hand before ignoring it and looking directly into Luther Hemmick’s eyes. 
“You’re too late, they all left for some bar downtown,” he lied. 
Luther narrowed his eyes, “really? Because I can see the boy’s ridiculous car parked right over there and the game only just ended. So, why don’t you go and get Nicky and the boys before we have a problem.” 
He was so authoritative, Luther had all the assurance of someone used to getting their way. 
“I’m surprised you’re so confident about what time the game was, considering how late you got here. They left, maybe go try your luck down by the bars or actually show up on time for your son's game.” 
“You sure can back talk, can’t you?” Drake whistled. 
Neil wanted these people out of his parking lot. He wanted them out of his parking lot more then he wanted to keep out of prison. 
“We know they haven’t left,” Luther said. 
“You should leave.” Neil was done attempting to be slick about this. “Shoo,” he took a page from Andrew’s book and tried to usher them out of the parking lot without giving up his post at the door. 
“We’re not leaving until we see them.” Luther said. 
Neil just crossed his arms and stared at them. Short of beating the shit out of one of them, he didn’t know how to make them leave. He could definitely take Luther and Maria in a fight. But Drake had some muscles on him, was stood in a forced relaxed sort of way that suggested he was both here expecting conflict and knew how to handle it. 
Engaging in a hand to hand with more than one person was always a no-no in Neil’s book. Both by order of his mom and common sense. He didn’t think it was likely that Luther would interfere if he went for Drake first, but Neil also didn’t think he’d win that fight. Which made the whole thing a non starter. 
“So, how was the game?” Drake asked after a long minute of silence.
Neil did not answer. Another minute lapsed before Drake tried again. 
“I’m the reason they were late,” he apologized. “I wanted to surprise AJ, so I called them up. They had to pick me up at the airport. They wanted to be on time but it’s cute that you’re so angry for Nicky.” 
Neil continued to stare. 
“Would it kill you to make conversation?” Luther asked. 
Neil opened his mouth to answer but the door opening cut him off. Neil glanced over his shoulder to see the upperclassmen, Nicky and Aaron, all flood out of the doors around him. Andrew must still be washing down his pills with whiskey. Neil didn’t know if that were a good thing or not. 
“Mom? Dad?” Nicky asked in that quiet way he’d said everything all day. 
“AJ!” Drake cheered, moving forward with his hands outstretched as if to touch Aaron. 
Neil side-stepped between them and pushed Aaron back with his shoulder. There were too many things about this that Neil didn’t know. 
Nicky started to introduce the other’s to his parents, one flitting glance showed his mood hadn’t improved. 
Aaron stepped out from behind Neil and raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know you.” Aaron said to Drake. 
“Ah, the twin, Aaron, right?” Drake asked, putting his hand out for a shake. 
Neil shifted in front of Aaron again and took Drake’s hand, grasping as hard as he could. “Neil Josten,” Neil introduced himself. 
“That’s one hell of a grip you got there.” Drake said. 
“I’m sure it is,” here’s what Neil knew: Drake was the name Higgins had said when he came asking Andrew about a case. A case that had to do with children. Drake was the name that had Andrew storming out of the dorms. This case had Andrew pissed enough to break a phone and almost his own hand. 
Neil didn’t know nearly enough, but he did know enough to not let Drake near Aaron. Nel didn’t look back at Aaron, he just let go of Drake’s hand and kept his eyes on him.
“You know,” Drake said after another too long moment of silence. “If you just open that door for me, I’ll go and get AJ myself so we can head to dinner.” He took another step to the side, already going for the door.
“No,” Neil got in his way again. “Aaron will go get everyone. Let’s chat, I’m curious, you know Andrew’s never mentioned you?” 
Aaron left without another word and Neil let himself take a glance at the others-- all preoccupied with the Hemmicks still, although Neil caught Renee in a curious glance at Neil and Drake. 
“Really? I’m surprised, we almost adopted him. Mom was even gonna give him part of my college fund.” 
“Not a word,” Neil answered. “You must not have been that important.” 
The door slammed open before Drake could answer. Everyone jumped at the noise as a grinning Andrew stepped out of the Foxhole Court. Andrew took one look at Drake and then started laughing. Neil grit his teeth at the noise, he had no idea what Andrew was going to do.
There were other people in the parking lot. A few too many stragglers were left still going to their cars for Andrew to commit murder. Neil didn’t know what Drake did, but he figured the Foxes would back Andrew if push came to shrug. Strangers couldn’t be trusted. 
Andrew straightened up and strode forward. 
“AJ,” Drake said, a tense smile on his face. Neil realized he’d probably never seen Andrew on his meds. “Long time no see,” Drake stuck out his hand again, once more trying to get past Neil. 
It wasn’t happening. Neil stepped inbetween the two of them, grabbing Drake’s hand again to use it as a stress ball.
“Neil,” Andrew tried to warn before laughter overtook him again. Neil felt Andrew grab onto the back of his shirt. 
“What’s so funny?” Drake asked. 
Neil dug his nails into the back of his hand a little before he dropped it. Neil could tell Drake was unsettled, he’d been tense before standing beside Mr and Mrs Upright and Holy. Maria had told Nicky to bring the twins for Thanksgiving to their house in Columbia. A private residence an hour away from everyone. Now, they were in public with the entire team plus bystanders. Whatever the plan had been had gone to shit the second Nicky had listened to Seth. 
Neil didn’t smile much, but this felt like a special occasion, besides the grin that creeped up onto Neil’s face wasn’t his own. “I think you getting all the way to South Carolina when you’re wanted by the police in California is a little funny. Don’t you?” 
“Excuse me?” Drake floundered. 
Andrew’s laughing got louder. The door opened again and out came Aaron, Kevin, Wymack and Abby. Everyone was finally in the parking lot, they were a full circus. Nicky drowning as his parents made small talk with the upperclassmen. Andrew in hysterics as Neil tried to figure out how to get Drake to leave before Andrew caught his breath and stabbed someone. 
“Hey Coach,” Neil called, “you gotta come meet this clown.” 
“Josten, what in the fuck is going on?” Coach asked as he made a beeline directly for them, Aaron and Kevin at either side. 
“I don’t know what AJ told you, but it’s all a misunderstanding.” Drake tried. 
Andrew’s laughter cut off and he tugged on the back of Neil’s shirt. 
“Too many witnesses,” Neil murmured. 
Andrew stepped around Neil without a word, Neil let him. 
“What is this? Some ploy to get Higgins to drop the case? Did some little birdy make a call?” Andrew asked, he hadn’t drawn a knife yet but he might as well have. All conversation stopped the second Andrew started talking, all eyes on him. 
“Now, Andrew--” Luther started. 
“No, you don’t get to talk. Not after you brought him here. Around Nicky? Aaron? After all I did to make sure they never met.” Andrew didn’t look away from Drake. “You said you would talk to Cass, Luther, you said there would be no more kids in that house.” Andrew started laughing again. 
Drake opened his mouth as if to speak and Andrew hit him before he could get a word out. Drake only barely managed to stay standing, but when Andrew hit him again he hit the floor. 
Coach pulled Andrew back before he could in a third swing, But Neil figures the third probably would have knocked Drake out cold. 
“What the hell is going on?!” Coach yelled. 
“He’s wanted by the state of California for hurting children,” Neil pointed out. . 
“Those charges--” Luther starts. 
“I’ll hit you next,” Andrew promised and Luther shut his mouth. 
Drake managed to pull himself up off the ground, a smart man would have left then, after getting knocked on his ass in a parking lot full of athletes and witnesses. But Drake lunged for Andrew, who was still being held back by Wymack, instead. 
Neil shoved Drake back before he could reach Andrew. Drake cursed and swung at Neil, a little too fast for Neil to dodge. Neil took the hit, he could, Neil was built for taking hits. Neil drove his fist into Drake’s stomach and then made a tactical retreat. 
“Back the fuck up,” Neil said, still smiling, tasting blood in his teeth. 
Drake lurched but then visibly noticed how everyone had gotten closer. This wasn’t a one on one fight, it was ten on one, twelve if Wymack let go of that vice grip on Andrew’s arm. 
“You--” Nicky was the first to speak. His eyes glassy and his breath quick. “This man hurt Andrew and you knew?” He asked Luther without looking at him.
“I’m going to have to ask the three of you to leave before I have to call security, I don’t appreciate you coming here and harassing my players.” 
“We were invited?” Maria tried to argue. 
“Aw, Drake,” Andrew giggled. “Was this worth breaking your bail? You know crossing state lines is a felony, not that that is anything new.” 
“Dan has Higgin’s number,” Neil added, and then looking at Luther and Maria, “aiding and abetting? I wonder what your church will think?” 
Dan pulled out her phone.
The three of them scrambled off to their car. Only after the Hemmick’s car had pulled out of the parking lot did Wymack let go of a laughing Andrew. 
“Neil, your face,” Abby worried when Neil turned around. 
“It’s just a split lip, I’m fine.” 
“Who was that?” Aaron asked. “What the fuck just happened?” 
Andrew was still laughing too hard to answer, he flapped a hand at Neil. As if Neil would be able to answer anything. 
“Oh, I’ve got no fucking idea who that was,” Neil argued. “We should go back to the dorms.” It was less likely Drake or Luther knew where Abby lived, but there were more locks between the outside world and any of their dorms. Also it was closer. 
“What did that guy even do?” Allison asked. 
“Drake likes little kids,” Andrew answered between laughs. “He was my foster brother before I went to juvie.” 
“You knew about this Josten?” Aaron asked. 
“No,” Neil spit blood out of his mouth. “I made an educated guess. Dorms, let’s go, we need to hunker down and call Higgins.” 
“Talk about a fucking guess!” Seth exclaimed. 
“This whole thing was just--” Nicky’s voice hitched. “They knew?” 
“Shhhh, of course they knew,” Andrew said, “let’s go before Nicky starts crying. Neil can drive.” Andrew pulled a set of keys out of his pocket and threw them at Neil. 
“Dan give me the number,” Wymack said, holding out his hand. “Abby’ll grab the first aid kit and we’ll meet you all over there.” 
“I’m fine,” Neil said again, spitting out more blood and unlocking the cousin’s car. 
They all managed to get to the dorms without a major incident, although Nicky did in fact cry the entire five minute drive. Dan, Wymack, and Abby would get there soon enough, but everyone else pulled into the parking lot at the same time.
“You drive exactly the speed limit,” Andrew noted as they all got out of the car. 
“Can I talk to you for a second?” Neil asked. 
“One.” Andrew said, heading inside.
“Andrew--” Aaron started as they went after him.
“I do not want to talk to any of you.” 
“Andrew plea-” Neil started. 
“I do not like that word.” Andrew jammed his thumb into the elevator call. 
Neil blanched as it occurred to him why that might be. 
Andrew seemed to think better of waiting for the elevator and went directly to the emergency staircase. “Don’t follow me,” he said. 
“Just wait a second,” Neil tried again, coming to stand just in front of where Andrew already had the stairwell door open.
The elevator arrived and the upperclassmen got on, but Aaron, Nicky and Kevin didn’t. 
“What Neil?” Andrew asked. 
Neil lowered his voice. “Can I borrow a knife?” he asked. 
“Can you?” Andrew mocked. 
“May I borrow a knife?” 
“I don’t want or need your protection.” 
“I didn’t ask.”
“Neil.”
“Andrew.”
Andrew stared at Neil, reached a hand up to where Neil’s lip was still bleeding and pressed into the broken skin. “You are a dumbass.” Andrew said. 
“Okay,” Neil said. He could barely feel it, still running on adrenaline. Besides, a split lip might as well have been a paper cut compared to the rest of Neil. 
Andrew pulled a knife out of his wrist band and handed it blade first to Neil. Neil took it without cutting himself and Andrew went up the stairs. 
Neil took one look at the knife, four inch blade, decent balance, he slipped it into his hoodie pocket and went to rejoin the others. Kevin was quiet, Nicky was still sobbing, and Aaron was pissed. 
“What the fuck was that?” Aaron asked. 
“We don’t know where they went,” Neil told him. “Nicky, give me your phone.”
The second elevator opened and Neil shoved the three of them on and then just reached into Nicky’s pocket and pulled out his phone. 
“You seem to know a lot of shit Josten,” Aaron said. 
“Yes, despite my best efforts.” Neil agreed, because really. He’d been doing everything to avoid knowing. To avoid this. Neil slammed the button for their floor and then turned on Nicky’s phone. 
By the time they reached their floor, Neil had found the contact on Nicky’s phone. ‘Baby’ with an absurd amount of hearts before and after. Neil hit dial and handed the phone to Nicky when the line connected. Renee was waiting in the hall in front of her dorm room.
“Aaron, if the upperclassmen say something stupid will you hit them?” Neil asked, as soon as he did he knew the answer. “Can you take Nicky and Kevin to your room?”
Aaron stopped Neil from continuing on down the hall. He just stared at Neil for a long moment and then shook his head and pulled Nicky and Kevin into their dorm. Neil went to Renee but listened for the door as it opened and shut behind him. 
“Where’s Andrew?” Renee asked. 
“He took the stairs,” Neil said. 
“Ah, I'll go check on him then.” She made for the stairs. 
Neil went directly into the girl’s dorm and took a second to observe. 
“How the hell was he laughing?” Allison asked, not looking at the door. 
Neil immediately understood what he had walked into. “Because he’s drugged out of his mind,” Neil answered. “Are you actually that dense or just willfully stupid when it comes to Andrew? He laughs at everything because he’s on court ordered medication and cannot help himself.” 
“Where is everyone?” Matt asked when Allison just stood there blank. 
“Nicky’s talking to Eric, Aaron’s watching him and Kevin. Renee went to check on Andrew,” Neil reported. 
“Are you okay?” Matt asked. 
“It’s gonna take a lot more than one punch to kill me,” Neil told him. 
The door opened and Renee slipped inside, “Andrew’s taking some time,” she told them. 
As long as someone knew where he was, Neil thought. 
“It had to be the Ravens,” Seth said. “There was only one way for that guy to get to the otherside of the country when he wasn’t supposed to leave the state. It was Riko.” 
“Is he gonna send everyone’s demons back at them?” Matt asked. 
At the very least, Tilda was already dead, so Aaron would be fine. 
“Riko only has so many moves he can make,” Renee said quietly. “Even with his amount of resources, he’s the second son and everything he’s done so far has made a lot of noise.” 
Neil considered telling them that if anyone came looking for him they should throw Neil under the bus and run in the opposite direction. But Neil knew they wouldn’t give him the answer he wanted. 
“I’m gonna--” Neil made a vague gesture and left the room. He went into his dorm and grabbed his desk chair and dragged it out into the hall. He positioned it so he could watch the elevators and the stairwell and still keep an eye on the hall itself. 
He sat down and put his hand in his sweatshirt pocket. Held the knife. 
Even for eating purposes Neil typically tried to not hold the knife too much. It instantly brought on a wave of things he did not want to think about. But Neil was still in that shifty space of adrenaline were bad ideas seemed good if they worked. They were in an emergency situation and the math turned out to be incredibly simple. 
Neil could use a knife. It was unlikely that Drake or Luther would come to the dorms, but if Riko was really the puppet behind this he didn't want to take the risk. Not with his foxes, not with Andrew.
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ram-de · 3 months
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[readthrough] foxhole court
Um... I heard this is a young adult book so I began reading it. but the themes it deals with seems so heavy what??? From hints of abuse, violence, identity fraud??? Who tf is Neil running away from. um I thoughts it was just a cute book about made-up sports... So why does this dude have a knife ready to stab his teammate in the ribs😭 HELLO????
The practice session is hell.. sports are hellish enough for the determined... Usually sports in the books I read aren't this detailed, then again that's mostly because I read romance sports not strictly sports book with a sprinkle of romance (I don't think this one is a romance)
noooOOOOO sign of abuse... Foxes are messed up and it's gonna be angsty... Found family please? 🥲 "I'll take care of this, you take care of you."
Andrew is creeping me out😭 I'm sorry why did he keep a knife under his arm at all times
Kevin you rude ass
Not gonna lie the story so far gives off thriller mystery's vibes instead of college sports books. There's a lot of baggage here and there sprinkled with violences
This low-key feels like blue lock... Like the sport is THAT serious. Someone is out here hunting a sports player... Wtf is Riko did in the past... Is he part of the mafia or something... As
He's indeed a part of Japanese mafia I...😭
I dont know if I'm suitable to read this one, please there's just a lot and I'm more of a vanilla guy when it comes to stories... Neil🥲
Matt is a cutie what can I say... I'm excited to meet the girls as well!!!!
I LOVE LOVE LOVE RAGTAGS TEAMS... PURE SHONEN TROPES... everyone is so creative....
Alright. Here's how I will faction the Foxes:
Anger and Chaos: Seth, Andrew, Neil, Allison
Cold and Apathy: Kevin, Aaron, Neil(kinda)
Lively the Sun: Matt, Nicky, Renee, Neil(hopefully soon trust)
Well adjusted: Dan, Neil(he has to be to a degree to survive)
Why is everyone on each others throats damn CHILL it's not that serious...(it is for them) can we just BREATHE... coach wymack why do we even bother.... This is a mess
Neil's first gift🥲😭 I LOVE SUBTLE AFFECTIONS.....
I understand why there's this term "I can fix him." Because, the appeal of it. Ughh okay Andrew... I don't even like possessive tropes WHY DOES THIS ONE WORKS ON ME
Please don't tell me that the gang is spiking Neil's soda... Can one spike a soda? I don't drink so idk.
SEEE... fuck me this gang is shitty. Also fuck Andrew. He's messed up in so many ways he's unsalvageable. WAIT... THEY HAVE BEEN DOING THIS BEFORE? TO OUTSIDERS... 💀
Bro... This is so uncomfortable to read. I don't have the guts to stomache this... I should've read content warnings before reading this book. Nicky is doing outright noncon with that kiss...
Yeah fuck this group actually screw them all. Whatever the reason for this thing is it better be good. I fucking hate it here. thank you COAHCH WYMACK oh my goodness.
Whatever is it with Andrews lunatic loyalty to Kevin doesn't really justify drugging Neil like that and him being harassed??? Hmmm I still haven't seen an apology
Seeing Neil being passed around with the other Foxes is nice to see. Like a montage of how Neil's current dynamic was at this point. Wouldn't be surprised if they made it happen again as a callback. It's cute.
...frankly speaking I didn't like that Neil willingly returned to Columbia with Andrews pack. Dan and Matt was the only sane person in this team... I can understand the whole Columbia outing with the purpose if Andrew want to made sure Neil isn't bringing harm to the group. But then why was Nicky kissing him...?
Overall. I. I really liked the dynamics between characters and how they bounce. this sports shit is SERIOUS. AND YOU WILL DIE! it's like sports shonen manga because the characters are really vibrant... And i like it. (I like haikyuu :g)
And um. Um... Is Seth really dead...? he hasn't even gotten a character arc!!!!!!! He was warming up to Neil, the back clap when Neil scored, and nights bantered along watching movie with Matt. WHAT IS HAPPENIGN
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Screw me I finished all trilogy... I am having brainrot and withdrawal...
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boldlyvoid · 2 years
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when the moon fell in love with the sun
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Aaron Hotchner x Penelope Garcia
summary: Penelope calls Hotch for help after her, now ex-boyfriend, lays a hand on her.
warnings: angst with a happy ending. emotional and physical abuse, toxic relationships, domestic abuse, mutual pining, love confessions, first kiss
word count: 1k
She’s sitting on the front porch of her apartment with her bags in hand, staring off at the road and waiting for Hotch to pick her up. She felt so stupid, she couldn’t believe she let something like this happen to her, and she’s even more upset that she had to call him at 11 pm and tell him about it.
She thought Josh was a good dude, even Derek met him and agreed.
It started slowly, with small comments about what she was eating and saying she worked too late. Checking her phone to see her messages, saying no one would love her like he can when she thought about leaving him. Then today, today he laid a hand on her.
And today was the first time she ever hit someone back. Punching him in the face, she remembers saying “my family is the FBI, that’s 7 guns and 14 fists at the ready at all times. Do you really want to fuck with that?”
He called her a psycho bitch on the way out, leaving her with her shame and a bruised eye, slowly blackening over time as she waited for her boss to rescue her. He was the safe choice, Derek and Emily would kill Josh if she told them, Spencer and JJ would tell her to go to the cops, but Aaron… He would give her a hug and do what she needed. So that's who she called.
He comes to a blaring halt, throwing the door open and rushing to her, “Penelope?”
“It’s okay,” she stands, waving him off. “It’s fine. I’m overreacting.”
“No, no,” he wraps her up in a hug, holding her close, and that’s when she finally breaks down. “Why are you out here, you should be getting comfortable?”
“I can’t be in there,” she admits as she works through the tears. “I need to get out of here.”
“Okay,” he breaks the hug and holds her by her shoulders, “thank you for calling me, where would you like me to take you?”
“I feel so stupid, I just want to go where no one can find me,” she explains, “how did I let this happen?”
“It wasn’t your fault, it’s never your fault. He was a weak man and if I ever see him I’ll fucking kill him,” Aaron gets angrier than he’s ever been before.
He cups her face with his hands, brushing his thumb over the bruising and letting out a defeated sigh, “you are everything to me, to the team, to your family. Whatever he told you, whatever he did to make you believe that you deserved what he did, is a lie.”
“but—“
“No,” he stops her. “He wanted to control you because he knew you were too good for him, he needed a way to keep you and the only way to do that was to belittle you until you didn’t think you deserved better. But that’s a lie. You deserve everything, Penelope Garcia. You are the sun, you shine so bright and you make everything better, you make me better.”
She cries harder, pulling him back in for another hug, “oh, Aaron. If I’m the sun, you’re the moon.”
He laughs, crying only slightly, “if you say so.”
“Not to go all boy wonder on you, but the moon wouldn’t shine without the sun… we’re a good team, together we make the darkness bearable, so thank you,” she explains carefully. “I really appreciate you.”
“I love you,” he admits. “I have loved you for a very long time.”
It’s such a shock to her that she just laughs and steps back, “no you don’t? You can’t… what the fuck?” It all hits her, she feels her breathing pick up as she shakes her head. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He shrugs, “I was married, then you were with Kevin, I always thought Morgan was more your type and that I pissed you off secretly… I kept it a secret just to keep you on the team.”
“I had such a crush on you when I started,” she chuckles to herself. “I am genuinely so shocked… Aaron Hotchner you are my personal night in shining armour, of course, I love you too.”
He brushes her hair behind her ear, resting his hand at the nape of her neck as he ran his thumb along her jaw, “can I kiss you?”
She nods, smiling softly, “I’d be pissed if you didn’t.”
The kiss is short, they both smile too much for it to be more than a peck, resting their foreheads together as they giggle, “let’s get out of here.”
“Hold on,” she pulls him in for another kiss, longer and deeper this time. She breathes him in, pressing her chest against his, and her foot involuntarily pops, like Mia’s in The Princess Diaries.
It’s the best kiss she’s ever had, hopefully, it wouldn’t be their last.
He pulls away slowly, opening their eyes again at the same time and staring fondly into each other. Aaron laughs slightly, “I think I love you more now.”
“Good,” she smiles back, “that’s what I was hoping for.”
He grabs her bags then, walks her back to his SUV and puts them in the back. He helps her into the passenger seat, and as soon as he gets in and starts the car he turns to her, “where should we go?”
“I’m sure Jacks at your apartment…”
“He is,” he nods, “with Jessica. She knows I might not be home tonight, do you want to get a hotel?”
“That would be nice,” she smiles. “Can we stop at the store first? I need some comfort food, we can watch movies all night together?”
“Sounds good,” he takes off down the road, taking her to the closest grocery store in silence.
Watching the road carefully as she watches him, she reaches her hand over the middle console and holds his hand, “thank you.”
“I’d do it again in a heartbeat.”
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blue-jos10 · 3 years
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I'm in a very 'incorrect quotes' mood, so here, have some incorrect aftg quotes:
Neil: What if Cinderella was a baking slave instead of a cleaning slave and her name was Mozzarella.
Andrew: Don’t ever talk to me again.
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Neil, learning about all the sexualities to figure out his own: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?
Kevin: Does anyone in this fucking team ever think before they speak
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Nicky: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Aaron, without looking up: Myxine Circifrons
Nicky:
Nicky: fsh
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Neil: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I’ve ever found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground.
Nicky: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think you really did do that.
Neil, who had genuinely not done it and said the first thing he could think of when thinking of something un-saint-like: ???
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Matt: People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person. And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Andrew to Aaron on national TV after a reporter asked about their relationship: You seem familiar, have I threatened you before?
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Neil trying to annoy the FBI so they'd let him leave early after Baltimore: 'Person of interest' is almost too flattering. Like, if the police were to pound on my door and go, 'A man has been murdered in your building and you are a person of interest,' I'd be like, 'Moi? Oh, do go on.'
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Dan: Why is there a dead person in here?
Renee: There was probably a live person in here, and then something happened to make them dead.
Allison, making heart eyes: Great analysis honey.
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Kevin: I’m ambidextrous.
Matt and Aaron: That’s what’s up, bro! Love who you love
Kevin: about that,,,,
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Wymack: It’s a war zone around here. What happened?
Nicky: Well, Neil said—
Wymack: Ah, that makes sense.
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Aaron: I'm lonely as hell.
Nicky: Wanna hang out?
Aaron: No.
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Neil: A theif.
Andrew: Thief?
Neil: Theif.
Andrew: I before E, except after C.
Neil: Thceif.
Andrew: No.
𓂻𓂻␈𓂻𓂻
Aaron: Hey can I get some dating advice-
Andrew: Tell them you want to blow them. It works.
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darlingbudsofrae · 3 years
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Aaron Minyard is just as perceptive as his twin
He immediately picked up Andrew’s bluff about Neil being nothing and gambled on that theory when the others thought it was hate fuck.
Like, this kind of peeves me off but I see a lot of posts criticizing Aaron for not figuring that Andreil was more than a fling but if we’re going to be honest, there is NO way Aaron would’ve took the chance of calling Andrew out about Neil and breaking the deal if he thought it wasn’t that deep. He’s the type of character that chooses to play safe most times so him actually “talking” to Andrew about it is evidence that he himself thinks it’s not just nothing.
He was the first of the foxes aside from Andrew to actually figure out that Neil wasn’t probably just a pitiful kid who has troubles at home or sum, and was rather actually running away from something or someone. (Kevin doesn’t count because Jean basically told him about it)
What makes this noteworthy is that he’s probably the person Neil spends time the least with out of all the foxes, and he just managed to pick up his few pieces here and there, and when the birthday fiasco happened— it dawned to him and he went straight for the bull’s eye when the other foxes who spent more time with him were thinking it’s just Riko being antagonistic over Neil’s words or something along those lines.
A normal person would just assume the car wreck was an accident but Aaron didn’t. He knew immediately that Andrew was capable of planning it and had went on with the plan. He knows Andrew killed Tilda.
He was one of the two foxes that figured out there was more to Seth’s overdose. I’d argue two (the other being Andrew) because really, it was Andrew who came to that conclusion and told Neil and Allison about it. He have no purpose telling Aaron since it wouldn’t serve him anything so it’s more likely that Aaron figured it out on his own.
When Higgins called for the first time in years, Aaron was the only person that noticed Andrew wasn’t okay and he needed to leave the court at that moment. Normally, he doesn’t speak out for Andrew but at that moment, he immediately knew that something wasn’t right so he spoke in favor of his twin.
I really wanted to make a note of this because while Aaron Minyard is the “normal twin” between the two, I feel like the fandom doesn’t give him enough credit about his perceptiveness. Because for you to perceive most of the things above, you have to be really fucked up- it’s the same reason why Andrew knows Riko offed Seth and how Neil’s a runaway. It’s the same reason Neil also knew Andrew planned Tilda’s murder. 
But Aaron is stretched into this bland and more boring version of Andrew who’d probably die first at a horror movie and I honestly couldn’t blame that because the books didn’t give him much but from the few that he was given, he is awfully perceptive but he’s passive compared to Andrew so most times it goes unnoticed. 
If you ask me though, that doesn’t make him any less scarier than Andrew. 
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I really wanna hear Neil and co. speak German. So have some German hcs
"Neil was fluent in German" and I think that's very sexy of him. I bet he doesn't really have an accent because he probably had to stay stealth in Europe and therefore perfected his accent. But I think if you listen closely you might hear how he still slightly struggles with our R and CH.
He can do a Swiss accent, which is hilarious.
I'd love it if he used Austrian words instead of the German versions! (I'm Austrian, let me have this) Imagine Neil addressing a rude reporter with "Oida" cause he's just done with them.
Dan asks him to translate that but he somehow can't find a good translation for it. (Because I can't)
I am aware that he doesn't know memes but "Bruder, muss los" (basically Ight I'mma head out) is his entire situation.
Nicky would call him "Dicka/ Digga" (dude) cause they're jocks.
And I'm begging for Neil to call Drew "Schatz" (darling; lit. treasure) just ONCE. He'd get a glare in return but I feel like Andrew would secretly gay panic.
Nicky's accent would be good, pure high German, since he's studied it for a long time and Erik gave him good experience. I bet they love hearing each other speak German and Erik is super supportive.
S*x happens in English tho because German dirty talk sounds DISGUSTING.
Der/die/das Nutella? They start fighting and betting until they think to ask Erik, who doesn't know it either but joins in on the discussion because he's highly opinionated on the topic. They're yelling, team bonds are being destroyed. The other Foxes think they've finally lost it.
Neil refuses to say "Schulz". Andrew considers breaking up with him about this but has a reputation to uphold so he pretends to dislike that rule as well.
Erik would show Nicky the movie "Schuh des Manitu" to culture him and they'd jam to The Superperforator Commercial because it is indeed a timeless bop.
Aaron and Andrew definitely have an accent. Apparently they have strong vocab because they use big words. I can imagine them struggling with articles and grammar tho. Andrew not so much because of his eiditic memory ofc.
Aaron wonders why tf "bitte", "so!" and "tja..." are being used in so many different contexts.
Nicky keeps a list of strange German words like Handschuhe (gloves, lit. hand shoes) and Kabelsalat (lit. cable salad) because he finds them funny.
One day Aaron behaves unusually upset and when Nicky asks him about it he says that he's mad that Haribo does NOT make him happy. Nicky joins in on being upset now. Andrew is in the back eating Haribo, unimpressed. The artificial flavours hit different that day.
manic!Andrew will directly translate German expressions like "How much clock is it?" or even worse "This is sausage to me". It annoys everyone. Most of all me.
Aaron mixing up the ways to say Why. When do you use which one? Ugh screw it, just say "warum".
When is it ss and when is it ß? Do it randomly, it is now süss and müßen (technically not wrong but you sound like a boomer)
Neil: Paradeiser (Austrian word for tomato)
Andrew: Tomate (German word for tomato)
Neil: -.-
Andrew: nobody fucking says Paradeiser ketchup!
Neil: Erdapfel (potatoe)
Andrew: that sounds horrible. It's Kartoffel.
Neil: Gelse (mosquito)
Andrew: it's Mücke
Neil: okay but get this... Polster (pillow)
Andrew: I will murder you
Nicky calling the shorter foxes Knilch, Schlingel and other cute, stupid expressions for which he gets ignored. Once he says "Füchschen" (little fox) to Andrew and that's when he snaps :)
"Stop! It all stays as it is, whether you're here or not!", Nicky yells. Neil looks very tired. It's one of these rare moments, in which he makes eye contact with Aaron and in that second, only that second, they feel a deep connection based on shared inner pain.
Anybody could be Manuel Neuer at this point and it is driving them crazy.
Aaron messes up and says "schwul" (gay) instead of "schwül" (humid) and Nicky laughs really hard at him.
Whenever one of them uses the Dativ instead of Genitiv the others immediately jump in and correct him. "It's wegen+Genitiv, you moron!!"
German jam sessions in the car on their way to Columbia. "Ich muss durch den Monsun, hinter die Welt" and "Du sitzt im Maserati Mercedes und siehst aus wie ein Loser", throw in some Trailerpark and Bausa too. They have a whole playlist with different artists and all the iconic songs. Kevin is suffering, as always.
Something is in the street and one of the boys yells "umfahren!" (run it over/ drive around it) but Nicky doesn't know which one is meant so they awkwardly swerve while screaming.
Aaron knows that German anime openings are the best. One piece, Digimon, you name it. They use anime as a form of confrontational therapy for Kevin. The two of them would watch an anime in Japanese with German subtitles.
Nicky once accidentally addressed manic!Andrew with "Sie" (formal you) instead of "du" (informal you) and Aaron would mock him going "Ihr" (very formal you) and "Eure Majestät" (your majesty) so Andrew is like "That's right, Riko can leave, I'm king now", which actually gets a little laugh out of Aaron. Nicky is really happy that they had a brief bonding moment.
"Alles bäm?", Nicky asked. In that moment Neil could've sworn he was back on German soil with his mom, drinking the clearest water, while making his way down to Stuttgart. "Läuft", he responds blinking tears away. He hadn't thought anything besides torture could make him cry.
Aaron calls Riko "Hurensohn" (son of a bitch; very common insult) once and at some point teaches Kevin how to say it.
Andrew's famous "That doesn't mean I wouldn't blow you" (Das heißt nicht, dass ich dir nicht einen blasen würde) in German sounds kinda nasty imo. But Neil's shocked "You like me?" (Du magst mich?) is honestly pretty cute.
When they're in Germany Erik once makes a stupid reference "Warum liegt da Stroh?" (Why is there straw lying around?), which is a porn reference that somehow everyone in Germany knows, even if they haven't watched it. He is surprised when, of all people, Aaron is the one who reacts with "Why are you wearing a mask?", who now has to hastily explain that in high school German class someone mentioned it and he wanted to know what it meant so he unwisely looked it up.
Erik sends Kinder Surprise Eggs to Andrew to earn his trust.
Nicky makes up stupid German sayings. "You know in situations like this they say This is really flipping my pancakes right now but at least the pigs fly high". Neil thinks it sounds fishy but doesn't know for sure because German expressions are weird so he doesn't say anything. The others just have to believe it. One day Andrew brings it up in front of Erik to impress him but Erik just blinks at him in confusion. Andrew is angery. Nicky has to hide for the rest of the day.
+Bonus
Matt finds their German conversations very fascinating and asks for a few words. Neil makes him say "Eichhörnchen" (squirrel) but Matt fails miserably.
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rainbow-femme · 4 years
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I’ve been trying to put my finger on why Aaron feels different from the other foxes and I think it’s that, while he absolutely has as tragic a back story as everyone else, he ended up with the most normal mentality of everyone so he reacts not like rest of the characters who mentally adapted to their situations and more like a regular person
Like when Neil gets the blood bag exploded in his lockers everyone’s like oh poor neil are you ok what can we do for you?
And Aaron’s just like hey what the FUCK just happened
Aaron: I killed an objectively horrible person for a justifiable reason but I’m still haunted by my actions because killing naturally takes a toll on your psyche
Neil, Andrew, Renee: Can’t relate
Neil and Kevin: This sport is the most important thing in my life I would die if I couldn’t play this college sport
Andrew: I physically could not care less about anything than the sport I put half of my time in every day for the next 5 years
Aaron: I’m just fuckin here to play a game I like man idk
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khaleesiofalicante · 2 years
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I honestly have no idea what the fuck is happening and I’m here for it. Like Seth just died (got killed???) and they are all like “welp what can ya do?”
And I’m not even gonna pretend like I understand how this game works I hate reading about sports why y’all making me do this 😭
This book is crazy 😂😂😂
Based on all the info I have, I categorized the characters because that’s how my brain works okay.
People who are a little sus: Aaron, Renee
Cinnamon rolls I will protect: Neil, Wymack, Abby
Only people who deserve rights: Matt and Dan
People who are overdoing it: Nicky
People I don’t give a fuck about: Allison
People who need severe psychological help and therefore are in my radar: Kevin and Andrew
People who make me feel scared and horny: Riko
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foxy-exy · 3 years
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You don’t have to say you love me (I just wanna tell you somethin’) - Kevaaron
Aaron could have predicted that pretending to date Kevin Day to get back at Andrew would backfire. He just didn't think it would backfire like this.
Another present fic for @starsandgutters !!
It started off as irritation. A prickle of annoyance. After all, Aaron thought, why was his brother allowed to have his stupid little boyfriend who gave him sappy little looks and brushed his fingers when they thought no one was looking? When Andrew spent so much energy and time driving off each and every girl Aaron had ever even smiled at?
When he woke up to Josten curled up in Andrew’s bed, he felt the anger begin to simmer in his chest.
And when he finally walked in on them kissing, Aaron Minyard knew something had to be done.
***
“I’m sick of this.”
Kevin looked up at the slam of Aaron’s hands on the kitchen counter, a ghost of a wince startling him out of his intent perusal of a book — one that looked suspiciously like some kind of soapy dollar store romance. Aaron raised an eyebrow at the chiselled man with an Exy racquet slung across his shoulders plastered across the cover, and Kevin cleared his throat and flipped the book over.
“Sick of, uh, sick of what?”
“Them. Josten being all over Andrew.”
Kevin looked mildly disturbed. “You didn’t… they weren’t…”
Aaron mimed vomiting. Imagine walking in on that. “Oh god, no. They were just making out. But it’s pissing me off. At this point, I feel like they need a taste of their own fucking medicine.”
Kevin lifted a dark eyebrow, uncomprehending. “What do you mean?”
Aaron considered him over the top of his laced fingers.
It wasn’t Kevin’s fault that Aaron and Katelyn had tearfully decided several months ago that the sneaking around just wasn’t worth the effort — attempting to keep their relationship up at a distance wasn’t working, so they’d parted ways. And it also wasn’t Kevin’s fault that he was now the only one who wasn’t related to Aaron that he actually exchanged more than two regular words with.
But the plan that had been quietly brewing in the very back corner of Aaron’s head for several weeks now was, admittedly, immensely helped by Kevin being Kevin. The fact that it was Kevin — of anyone Aaron could hatch this particular plot with — would piss Andrew off like no other.
And ultimately, that was the utmost goal.
“Kevin, what if I were to tell you…”
***
“What.”
“Look, I’ll help you with studying. Or — or something. I don’t know, what do you want? I’ll get you merch for your favorite team. Something for Knox, or whatever? You can put it on your little shrine.”
“This is ridiculous,” Kevin said, but he suddenly looked a little pinker than he was before. “I don’t have a…a shrine.”
Aaron opened his mouth to make a comment about how he didn’t know what else the entire inside of Kevin’s wardrobe was supposed to be, but now was the time to let things like that go. “I know Andrew and Josten piss you off too. If they figured out they needed to chill out with each other, maybe they’d do more practice with you.”
Kevin looked to be considering the proposition, finally, narrowing his far-away eyes thoughtfully down at the shirtless Exy player, only slightly concealed on the counter by one hand. At last, he said haltingly, “Couldn’t you…ask someone else?”
The uncertainty was Aaron’s in. He pushed forward, throwing another Kevin bait into the mix. “If you do it, I’ll practice extra with you too.”
Kevin’s eyes narrowed again, snapping up to sharpen on Aaron’s face. He had him. “I don’t know if you could keep up.”
“Oh my god, you asshole, that’s the point. I’ll put in more effort, you can show me how.”
“You’ll join night practices?” Kevin tilted his head.
A twinge of nervous anxiety in Aaron’s stomach. “I mean, I can’t do it all the time, I have to study, because unlike the rest of you all, my classes actually matter outside of a minimum GPA. But sure, whatever. Sometimes I’ll let you drag me along. If you do this.”
“This is ridiculous,” Kevin sighed again, as he stuck out his hand for Aaron to shake.
“So is your book,” deadpanned Aaron.
(Though if he had to chew his lip nearly to bleed to bite back a smile when Kevin dove to escape with his smut novel with a sputter and a glare, it was no one’s business but his own.)
***
“Greek salad and the turkey sandwich, here you two are. Enjoy.”
Kevin was sporting a sour scowl strong enough to wilt the salad the cafe waiter had placed in front of him — like getting treated to lunch was the lowest part of his week.
Maybe it was, he’d probably prefer to carry out this plan on the court. After all, Kevin preferred to do most things on the court.
Now that Aaron thought about it, Josten preferred the same. Perhaps the next part of this plan could happen on the court. At least Kevin would look less like he wanted to be five miles away from him, which really ruined the entire point of this exercise.
“They usually get coffee here around this time, so we just need to be a little convincing when they show up,” Aaron muttered, once more glancing furtively over his shoulder for Andrew and his annoying redheaded shadow. “But before they get here, Kevin, you did agree to at least pretend to fake date me. Maybe drop the murder glare, it’s not very romantic.”
“What am I even supposed to do?” Kevin hissed, but his glare dropped in favor of the same flavor of embarrassment Aaron recognized from his Knox shrine, eyes darting to Aaron’s face and back away, on repeat.
Aaron scoffed. “You’ve dated before. You were dating — what’s her name, Thea, weren’t you?”
“Not like this,” Kevin mumbled, beginning to shred his napkin.
Aaron watched him shower paper confetti across the tabletop, biting back his own surprise. Granted, Aaron had only seen Thea once or twice before Kevin had ended things with her, and their relationship had never seemed anything like Aaron’s often short lived but whirlwind style romances. Kevin and Thea had read aloof power couple at best, and… dangerously close to toxic old Raven headspace for Kevin at worst.
But still… Kevin Day, unsure of dating. Unsure of himself. A strange sight indeed.
“Well. We’ll figure it out. First, here.” Aaron slid an open palm across the table, and Kevin stared down at it like it was a foreign object.
“Hold my hand. It’s not going to bite you.” No movement, but Aaron knew how to play to his audience. “Or are you not up to the challenge?”
Kevin huffed and slapped his hand down, clamping his fingers around Aaron’s wrist. His hand was very large, and enveloped most of Aaron’s, but the death grip was anything but amorous.
“Prime boyfriend hand holding, Day,” Aaron said dryly.
“Prime plan, Minyard,” Kevin parroted back, as he picked his fork back up, raising his eyebrow. “Have fun eating that sandwich with one hand.”
“Fuck you.”
“Not on the first date, honey,” Kevin smiled around his forkful.
“Oh, of course. I’ll wait til the second to jump you, I’m not a slut, sweetheart.”
The slight choke brought a wave of triumph, as Aaron also managed to pick up half of his slightly soggy sandwich and bit into it.
Kevin was giving him A Look, and Aaron flipped him off with his sandwich hand, smirking.
Even if he’d had another option for this plan, Kevin was fun to poke at. It had been a long time since they’d last properly talked. They rarely spent time alone — Andrew was the Minyard Kevin was most interested in. Aaron’s preoccupation with Katelyn and with his schoolwork had meant he’d rarely spent much time speaking to him, anyway, let alone trading snarky insults.
Kevin speared an olive and stared at it. “So… aside from… holding hands. What are we planning on doing?”
Aaron tried to cough down dry turkey. “We just need to fool Andrew into thinking we’re an item, it’s not that hard.”
“But what kind of terms, Aaron? How far are you expecting…oh shit.”
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