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queer-and-nerdy · 4 months
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i just want someone to love me in a sleep token way is that too much to ask for
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speciouspessimism · 5 months
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hc that once he feels comfortable, neil’s favorite thing is wearing (stealing) his friends’ (the foxes’) clothes. it’s like a physical anchor for him? something undeniable that says “i am loved, i am cared for, i am trusted” and most importantly “i must return”.
- he and andrew basically share clothes…. when it comes to clothing they forget who’s is who’s and accidentally wear each others’ jerseys
- matt’s mom is sentimental and has a lot of matt’s old clothes, and eventually matt brings neil home over a break and lets him thrift in his childhood wardrobe
- nicky gives him old t-shirts from bands he doesn’t listen to anymore and neil wears them as pjs
- kevin is a stylish bisexual in his early twenties so he has looots of nice jewelry of which neil picks a piece or two of to sneak every week, and Kevin lets him under the pretense of teaching neil to dress better
- renee notices that neil has no proper comfortable clothes and will always offer for him to take her sweatpants (they’re… kinda long) “for the night” but they both know she does not expect them back for a few days
- dan and neil have the same shoe size… enough said
- allison will wear a great sweater and later neil will come by to hang out in just a t-shirt and jeans… and then oh nooo he’s sooo cold…. shiver shiver complain… nooo it’s fine..oh my goood are you sure….thank you soooo much allison thank you…. (they do this dance often and no one understands why allison lets him)
- even aaron once gets sweatpants just a couple inches too long and one day neil just finds them on his desk in the dorm, flung over a pile of notes and messing up his study space, but warm and brand new
- not clothes but when neil completes his first full year with the foxes, like to the day, on the calendar one year since he came to south carolina, wymack gives neil the blanket he used when sleeping on the couch in his apartment last summer
all of this makes neil feel safer than he would admit, but they all notice and play this game. if he’s wearing dan’s sneakers… well, he can’t run away with those on, it would just be inconsiderate
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Neil saw the "I can fix him trope" and said "I can fix his brother and their issues, his vague acquaintances, his college sports team and his extremely dependent best friend and have his enemies killed but I won't fix him cause he's perfect"
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Yo they really need to learn how to knock 😔
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scholliski · 1 month
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my way of getting through anything is thinking that if Aaron minyard can sustain a girlfriend, do a premed degree and get through a murder trial while his teammate and reluctant brother in law is being kidnapped repeatedly then I’m sure I can do my homework
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the-gay-cousin-666 · 9 months
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I imagine the Foxes watching a horror movie and Neil randomly going "that's not what happens when you gut a man." in the middle of a gore scene. Just completely blank-faced.
And then he's confused why the others are looking at him weird instead of watching the movie.
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rise-deepseamonster · 2 months
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[In court]
Neil, whispering to his lawyer, Renee:
Renee: This has nothing to do with the case.
Neil: Just ask please.
Renee, sighs and looks at Andrew who's the judge: Do you think he's cute? Be honest.
Andrew:
Andrew: I hereby sentence you to death.
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chaoticas-hell · 10 months
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Kevin: after much consideration I have come to the decision that you are, unfortunately, my best friend.
Neil: a horrible decision really. My condolences.
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ravlykpavlyk · 4 months
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Neil: Fuck you Aaron, and your endless mommy issues. Can't you see that she didn't love you or did she beat you a bit too much so you've lost your mind? That's why Andrew killed her.
Neil: Anyway, I'm gonna inhale smoke because it reminds me of my mother's burnt body. By the way, did I tell you the story when my mom broke me three ribs? Yeah, it was hilarious
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never-enough-novels · 2 months
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Men cuffing their shirts or rolling up their sleeves is the sluttiest thing known to mankind
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jtl-fics · 5 months
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Kevin and Aaron share exactly one class together throughout their time at Palmetto State University and it is a History of Medicine class. The two become the most insufferable humans every time they are together during this semester.
Katelyn watches on as her boyfriend and Kevin talk about the 'bacteria' parties that were thrown during the course of curing pallegra.
Katelyn: "Wow, so this is what hell is like. I thought it would be warmer."
Andrew: "Hell is never what you expect it to be."
Katelyn: "Well, I expected one thing."
Andrew: "What?"
Katelyn: "You're here." :)
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queer-and-nerdy · 4 months
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as a blue ridge rock festival 2023 survivor i’m imagining l&co going to a rock/metal festival and it’s CARNAGE right (this is based on my experience with festivals in the u.s. i’ve never been to any in europe LMAO) also obligatory @wellgoslowly tag <3
the three of them go for all 4 days with on-site camping but they decide to share a single tent because “it’ll be cheaper and we already live together so how bad can it be?” BAD VERY BAD. fortunately, the weather was good but lucy forgot to take into account how much she and george snack when they get stressed. her and george take turns driving to and from the festival (lockwood is a registered passenger princess i love him but also don't trust him behind the wheel), but lucy is the one to park in the campground as george made several domestic and international terror threats if he had to pull into "that shitshow of a lot, are you mad?? who's idea was this, anyways? not mine, that's for sure. park the damn car without killing us, please and thank you." their three sleeping bags barely fit the floor of the tent, so the first night they spend practically curled up together. george, unable to handle the sheer amount of LocklyleTM, decides to sleep in the car for the rest of the weekend. lucy and lockwood try to sleep in an inconspicuous/non-awkward way, but somehow find themselves tangled up in each other's arms. neither of them comment on this, but they also don't separate right away (they make me sick). they all wear matching noise-muffling headphones that lucy made for them (lucy's hearing is already somewhat impaired and she takes care of her body; george bitches about his hearing being fine despite staying close enough to be able to touch the stage for every set he attends and complaining about a "weird ringing noise" constantly; lockwood never takes his off, even sleeping with them on - lucy drew little hearts on his). the three of them also spent the week leading up to the festivals making kandi bracelets to hand out, which earns them some friends they keep for years.
lockwood (the masochist that he is) has the time of his life all weekend. he’s thriving on the loud music and shitty overpriced food. he desperately wants to mosh but doesn’t realize that you don’t really have to ask to join, and his first few attempts just result in him either acting as a wall or getting pushed out of the way entirely. once he finally pushes his way into a decent-sized pit, he instantly gets sucker punched and george has to take him to the first aid tent (they give him a small bottle of water and tell him to “take it easy”). he doesn't sing along for any sets he attends, instead enjoying hearing the combination of the band and the audience. he stays on the festival grounds from first set to last, and when he returns to the campsite he spends several more hours chatting with their neighbors. he loves discovering new bands and genres despite how picky he is and gets along great with the people he stands around (except the person that kept talking shit about metallica). music is a great escape for him and helps him pass the time in his everyday life. it acts as a grounding force in his life, and something about the heavy bass provided by the live music gives him a sense of reality. despite his increasing lack of sleep each night he somehow is more energized each day. this baffles lucy and george, who are running on the fumes of fumes. hypothetically his positive attitude would make him an ideal tentmate, except for the unfortunate fact that not only are the showers largely inaccessible but he gets it into his head that “there aren’t showers in the wild; therefore, i don’t need to take any.” lucy and george set him straight the second night with some not so thinly veiled threats.
lucy is the one to suggest the festival as a “much needed vacation.” she is also the first to regret actually following through on it. she spends the hottest parts of the day in the shade of their campsite, usually only showing up for the headliners at the end of the night as well as some smaller bands she researched ahead of time. although george teases her for "hiding," she ends up being the only one to make it out without any medical issues or injuries. she makes sure to pack the right amount of food for the three of them as well as budgeting for festival food but she would rather die than pay $13 for a slice of pizza. she designates herself as the merch martyr, standing in line for two hours to get the three of them anything and everything they could afford (one shirt each and a magnet for their kitchen). however much she complains, though, she fully enjoys herself the whole time. she allows herself the freedom to relax in what would otherwise be a stressful environment for her, and she makes a few good friends. like lockwood, music is an escape for her, but instead of giving her a sense of reality, she finds it gives her an outlet to be someone she usually isn't. in a large crowd, with no one's eyes on her and any internal thoughts muffled by the loud music, she can let go and lose herself to the experience. she doesn't mosh but instead stands to the side and observes the moshers and crowd surfers. she becomes so wrapped up in the performances that, despite knowing all of the songs, often doesn't sing along.
george, like myself, has a myriad of health conditions, so the fact that he survived the entire weekend is surprising enough. lucy enlists lockwood's help to hold a gun to george's head to force him to take his binder off periodically. he hasn't had a drop of water in months and certainly isn't planning on starting now, which frustrates lucy to no end. the only compromise he makes is purchasing a case of gatorade, which he chugs half of and promptly vomits up all within the first day. he isn't a huge fan of moshing but he gets dragged into a few energetic ones and finds himself having fun. although he, like lucy, researched and planned ahead on who he wanted to see, he prefers to spend most of the day wandering around the grounds and sitting in on groups he didn't know if he has the time. for the groups he plans for, however, he's a bit of a scary fan. he knows all the lyrics, the band members' names, details of their careers, etc. he knows the setlist ahead of time even though he could sing each all of their songs perfectly from memory and excitedly tells the people around him what song was coming next. he starts arguments with a few people on the subgenres of metal, but also manages to get a cute guy's contact info after crossing each other's paths at a few different sets. to him, music is the only way he feels understood. he often doesn't know how to verbally explain his feelings, and there's something about music that he finds accesses deep within him. he passes out three times during the first day (lucy was there for the third one and exploded when he told her about the other two) but manages to only pass out one more time over the rest of the weekend.
skull is forced to stay home by himself despite insisting on being taken along [he will remember this]. the magnet lucy gets, however, satisfies him.
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speciouspessimism · 5 months
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what if andreil having supports outside of each other… it does not minimize their relationship but in fact makes it healthier…
like andrew waking from a nightmare and he needs to talk to aaron. he just needs to know his brother is there, hear his voice, and then he can be done with it. or, so very rarely andrew and nicky take a trip to the columbia house, just them, for alone time away from the team (or for nicky, calling erik time), staying in their respective rooms and away from one another, but a few times a day they both emerge and cross paths and andrew will need to listen to nicky’s mindless joy ranting about everything in the world.
or neil is having a panic attack and he just really has to talk to matt! they both know comforting isn’t always andrew’s thing and every once in a while neil needs some more conventional care. he just needs to stay with wymack again for a couple days when he’s sick, and have abby tend to him and kevin stop by to argue with him about his health but also to make sure he’s taken care of properly. to walk him through delirious fever induced conversations about the nest...
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ok ykw?
aftg, surprisingly, doesn't have enough "Neil on truth serum" fics for a fandom revolving around a pathological liar
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palmettoshitposts · 1 year
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I firmly believe andrew does nice things for people and then just lies about it.
it starts off low-key and the lies are believable or just by omission. like nicky suddenly finds the water bottle he’d been missing for months and it’s right in front of him (andrew spent a while searching all of the spots nicky usually puts things and found it pretty quickly). everyone, including nicky, presumes he was being a dumbass and it’s been there all the time.
like the time kevin finds a sports drink he really likes in the back of the maz after night practice and asks how it got there. andrew ignores him and neil just says that maybe aaron left it there?
like the time the girls want to make some cocktails with neil and educate him on “the delights of fruity alcohol” and they just happen to find most of the drinks they need already tucked in the back of the cupboard. some of them are half empty so they presume they had been there for a while (andrew had found some at the columbia house and just put them in the girls cupboard)
neil is very used to this but he doesn’t say anything or call andrew out. food that he likes appearing, new items of clothing that seemingly spawn at the back of the wardrobe, his bag making its way into the car before neil’s even realised he isn’t carrying it. it’s andrew’s low-key version of caring and neil thinks it’s sweet (not that he’d every day that aloud).
it moves on to bigger things.
andrew using a barely legal move against an opposing player after he’s been antagonising and irritating most of the team, but especially dan. the player ends up mildly injured and is taken off court. dan confronts andrew after, asking about it and andrew just claims he has no recollection of any of the events.
he’s moved beyond the silence to just straight up starts gaslight, gatekeep, girlbossing the foxes.
he literally buys nicky a pair of shoes he won’t shut up about and acts like nicky is the crazy one for thanking him, even though he literally just handed him the box.
he helps aaron book a tickets to a band katelyn likes because he’s in class when they go on sale and claims to never have heard of them later on.
he fully insists he was never in the lounge when matt needed some help moving some furniture around, despite it clearly being a two person job, andrew being the only one around at that moment and matt literally fucking carrying the other end of the furniture with him.
one of his biggest and frankly stupidest lies is when he hands david a bottle of really expensive whiskey the day he graduates and two seconds after handing it over, he asks david where he got it from.
david just rolls his eyes and tells him some asshole who he WILL be keeping in touch with gave it to him.
andrew just says “who?” like david is being super vague and confusing.
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scholliski · 1 year
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Neil describing Andrew: his golden hair reflected as though he were god himself, those hazel eyes speckled with light while-
Neil describing Aaron: he’s kinda small i guess
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