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starrycassi · 4 months

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Out of character.

Andrew is the last person that one would expect to be insecure about himself. But, sometimes, some days, some nights.

Or the one where Nicky indirectly causes his cousin's marriage.

When Neil wakes up, the air is wrong.

Instinctively, he checks his own pulse, to make sure that he isn't having a heart attack. He isn't, so, that is good. He checks his own breathing, sits down in bed and looks around, makes sure that his body is okay. Or as okay as it can be after a specially rough night in the rink. US against Canada, the match of the year.

They won, so, that is good. His inner health is okay, also. No signs of any panic attacks coming, or anything of the sorts. Betsy taught him how to identify them.

The air is still wrong.

He takes a deep breath. It isn't the putrid, nose-clogging, overly sweet fragrance he is used to, and that's not good. It isn't sugary syrup and chocolate pancakes, it isn't colorful cereals and strawberry milk. It isn't anything Andrew usually ate for breakfast.

That sets off all his alarms. That was not good. Andrew, like him, has good days and bad days and days when eating is too much of a task for him to perform and he ends up just wanting to sleep in all day. Neil takes care of him, those days. Brings him food, water, and tries to be as quiet as possible throughout the day. If he can't do it, Renee will, and if they can't, Kevin will, and sometimes even Aaron shows up. Nicky's living in Germany now, but he makes sure to video chat often enough.

It's 8 am, already. Neil usually wakes up earlier. He runs out of the bed and into the kitchen, worried. What if it is too late, too late to cook, too late to bake, too late to order delivery, too late to call for an ambulance, too late to give him cpr, too late to-

Andrew is just sitting there, peacefully. In front of him, a bowl of salad. He's eating it

That is weird. Neil's brain doesn't have enough information about the situation to actually do anything. He locks his eyes in Andrew's face, and stares.

Andrew looka up, places his fork down in the green-filled bowl, and smiles.

That isn't good. Oh, God.

Neil suddenly feels so, so lost. He's seen Andrew smile a hundred times before. Under the meds, he smiled all the time; after that, just in a couple of very quick, small gestures on very certain events. A "blink and you'll miss it" situation.

This isn't genuine. This looks copypasted, and suddenly they are 19-ish again, sitting at the bleachers of the PSU exy's court, Andrew smiling at nothing and Neil frowning at him.

"Did you sleep well, honey?"

Wrong. Andrew's voice usually doesn't sound like that. He never says "honey". His tone is off. Is he mad? Playing a prank? Neil's heart skips a beat. The only logical explanation is that, somehow, in the middle of their slumber, Katelyn and him swapped minds and this man in front of him is, actually, Aaron. But this is his mind, and his body, and his house, so not that.

The other suitable theory is that Andrew was been cloned by idiot aliens in his sleep. That seems better.

"Neil? I asked... I asked if you slept well, baby?"

Neil takes one step back.

Andrew and him are not some sort of loveless, tragic, doomed marriage. They are a happy "technically we're secretly married just for the legal and tax benefits" couple, and Andrew is a lovely "technically" husband. He brings Neil new notebooks with funky covers for him to do maths and doodle on, he makes sure that Neils running shoes are in their best shape and a pair is always by the door and ready to be used, he buys electrolytes and a lot of vegetables he doesn't even like, he does small, little things, everyday, to make his "technically" husband's life better.

He never, EVER, calls him baby, though. As a joke, perhaps. When he wants to point out his stupidity and immaturity. Never as a pet name.

This is wrong.

Andrew, smiling, squinted at him. He isn't wearing his glasses. He isn't in his usual outfit. There was more skin showing than it would usually be. Andrew wore pants and long sleeves whenever he could, and this isn't exactly a babydoll, but he's wearing nothing more than his boxers and a wife-beater that belongs to Neil and looks way too tight and a bit too long on him.

He gets up, his smile carved into his face like a curse to bear and not the blessing to witness it usually was. He walks straight to Neil, and his eyes look completely out of it.

Neil should've dealt with things better. Realize that his "technically" husband is intoxicated. But instinct overtakes him, and in less than two minutes, he hastily puts on a pair of running shoes and leaves the house without a word.

He's a shitty "technically" husband.

To try and amend that, he stops in a park that he knows well by now, takes a few deep breaths, and calls Betsy Dobson.

Calling Betsy Dobson is one of his least favorite activities. That means something is wrong, and he kikes it when things are good.

(Andrew banned the word "fine" from the household. Good was an easy replacement)

So Neil calls Betsy and explains the situation with guilt, because leaving Andrew alone was a shitty move, Betsy confirms she will call Andrew, and Neil runs back to the house. Betsy calls him back in the middle of the way, says that Andrew's safety isn't compromised, and tries to get him to talk about himself and his feelings about the situation.

He hangs up.

He gets to the house in record time. The 20 minutes it usually takes him to return from the Gardenia Park turned into ten minutes, minutes crushed under his shoes, under his desperation to get back, under the curses at himself for his reaction, under his attempt to think about what is going on, and his many illogical ideal on how to deal with it.

Perhaps he shouldn't hang up on Dobson, in the future.

It's strange, but relieving, to see Andrew, his Andrew, open the door. Black sweater, grey sweatpants, glasses, Andrew. Mildly annoyed, quiet, Andrew. His "technically" husband. His lover. The man he loves. Really, actually, literally, loves.

Andrew rolls his eyes at him and his whole appearance, scowling, and the world is back on track, "Feeling better, rabbit?"

He moves from the door and Neil gets in, smiling. Yeah. Better. Rabbit is a lovely pet name. He likes it. Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit. He likes it. The world is spinning again.

"A bit. Feeling better, geumbal?"

Andrew stays silent, probably trying to remember what the foreign word means.

But that's fine. Uh, good. That's good. Neil drops himself on the couch, panting a bit. This was an extremely confusing situation, and he's beginning to question if it was real or he ran too much and his lack of oxygen made him halucinate or something when Andrew sighs, heavily, and asks, as a force of habit, "Yes or no?"

It's always a yes, and Neil says so. Andrew sits down next to him, and they aren't cuddling, but this is everything Neil could ever possibly have

"So..."

Andrew sighs, again.

"I'll say this, once. Coach sent us some vodka to celebrate yesterday's thing. I drank. Nicky called. He gave me some advice and I was intoxicated enough to try and follow it"

Neil can't help but burst out laughing.

The idea of Nicky trying to give Andrew some love advice is incredibly funny, but Andrew doesn't laugh, or chuckle, or call him stupid or something. He tenses his jaw and looks at the wall, and that's not good.

"I'm glad it was amusing to you, Josten"

"You're technically a Josten too, you know?"

That usually does it. Andrew turns around and Neil acts like he can't see the blush on his "technically" husband's face. Or he calls Neil a ridiculous sap. Or he vaguely says something about divorce rates on same sex couples.

Dobson would want them to talk about things. Andrew would probably listen to her advice and they'll do it anyway. So, might as well.

"Truth for truth. Yes or no?"

Andrew looks at him, lifting his eyebrows. He looks somewhat impressed. It's a spark, and then it's gone. They haven't been playing that, lately. They live, work and sleep together. There's no room for a lot of secrets.

"Yes. Ask"

Neil nods, and gets himself ready. He tries to think about the best, most cohesive way to word his question. Over the years, he's gotten better at covering all his bases in a single question, so Andrew can't claim that he should ask smarter questions if he wants better answers. But his brain is acting weird, and he hasn't eaten anything yet, and he's now used to breakfast, which, isn't it crazy, that Neil Josten is used to breakfast? And that someone usually cooks it for him? And that they share it, calmly and in silence, just because they're both free to do so?

"What led you to listen to Nicky when, before, you never really did that, even drunk or drugged?"

It's a bit of a tongue twister to spit out, but he manages just fine. Andrew frowns some more, and sighs, again. He looks everywhere but at Neil. He's ashamed. Sad. He's uncomfortable. But, he tells himself, he said yes, and this is Neil, and Neil would never hurt him on purpose. And he wants this. He wants to talk about it. And isn't it so crazy, that Andrew Minyard is going to talk about himself? And that someone will listen to him? Just because this is what they both want?

"Contrary to popular belief, I'm not perfect. And even more contrary to popular belief, I am aware of that. I know that I'm not the most pleasant person to be around. I was thinking about it, these days, you know, with the legal paperwork and that. I guess I want to change a bit. For the better"

It's nice, to say it to someone who isn't Bee. It's nice, to look into Neil's eyes and see the millions of emotions running under them. It's nice, to know that 14-yo Andrew Doe would never believe he can say those words to someone. It's nice, to know that 20-yo Andrew Minyard would never want to say those words to someone. It's nice, to be Andrew Minyard-Josten, and simply sit on the sofa and talk things through with his lover. It's nice, to have a lover he actually loves, and wants, and chooses.

Neil leans in, and he mutters the question, and Andrew says yes because he fucking wants to and not because someone is holding a knife to his throat or something like that. They kiss, slowly, with feelings and all that sappy bullshit Andrew Doe wanted to have. They kiss, kindly, and they're so close that Andrew Minyard would have a panic attack and lash out. They kiss.

Then they take a break to breathe. Andrew asks and Neil says no, whispering and chuckling like an idiot, and Andrew may be blushing from the heat of the moment, but he moves away from Neil because they're both safe here. Safe to say yes. Safe to say no.

"I just- I want my question. Ask me again after that"

Andrew doesn't really need to think this one through. His mouth moves before his brain does, vomiting his biggest worry at the moment.

"If you could, what would you... change, in me?"

It's a question he never planned on saying. It feels weird. Like someone else, some lovey dovey married moron, said it. But perhaps that's the kinda person he's becoming. After all, to be loved is to evolve, or something like that.

Neil hums in silence, and Andrew is AJ, Andrew Doe, Andrew Minyard and a ball of anxiety all at once, and then, "Well, full honesty? There's something I'm fucking tired of. I think it's utter bullshit"

And he gets down on one knee. And they didn't do this. They did the legal paperwork, but never this, not this, and Andrew can feel his heart stopping and his idiot of a soon-to-be-again husband has absolutely no ring but that's fine, that's fine because he has Andrew's heart and what else can they fuckin need?

"Andrew Minyard Josten. Yes, or no?"

He never planned this. He never even allowed himself to dream about this, but, God, he's earned it. He wants this, and the "technically" thing was getting old and the sun is coming from the windows and Neil looks somewhat like an angel and they're thirty already and isn't this so weird when did they turn thirty he never planned to make it this far and it's like ten am already and neither one of them's had an actual breakfast and they're both in pajamas and-

"Yes"

And they go back to the whole kissing thing.

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hmmm-shesucks · 8 months

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“Kiss me,” Neil says, soft where he’s sitting at his desk. It’s late, and the only light in the room is the warm yellow desk lamp. Andrew stands between Neil’s spread knees, hand cupped against the side of Neil’s face.

“Kiss me,” Neil says again.

“No.” Andrew doesn’t mean it, but he is feeling those feelings that hurt his chest and, twist his stomach and make him ache in ways he’s never felt before. Neil makes him feel, highlighted by lamp light, soft and drowsy and asking for kisses because he wants them.

“Andrew,” It’s not quite a whine, but it’s borderline, and Andrew lightly pinches Neil’s cheek for it. “Kiss me.”

“Why?” Andrew pokes.

“Because I miss you,” Neil says, quiet, and he’s looking at Andrew.

“I’m right here,” Andrew has to hold his tongue before thoroughly embarrassing himself by saying something stupid. By calling Neil baby, or sweetheart, or fucking light of my life.

“And I miss you anyway.” Neil tugs at the hem of Andrew’s shirt. “Kiss me.”

Andrew sighs and traces the scaring on Neil’s cheek softly, thumb catching on Neil’s lower lip when he drags it across. It makes his mouth water, and that stupid feeling in his chest palpitate.

“Kiss me, Andrew,” Neil says.

And who is Andrew to deny Neil anything he asks for? He leans down slowly, touching his nose to Neil’s, then brushing their lips together in a whisper of a kiss. Just as he’s going to press them together, he changes his mind, and the kiss lands to the left of Neil’s mouth. The next one is just above Neil’s jaw, then the center of his cheek, his cheekbone, the corner of his eye, his brow bone, his forehead, down his nose, and back up the right side of his face. Andrew kisses Neil everywhere, slow and sweet.

Once Neil is completely covered in invisible kisses, Andrew crowds into his space, holding Neil’s face and pressing a tender kiss to his lips. He does it again and again, over and over, until Neil can’t handle the shortness of them and pulls Andrew even closer, chasing his lips and holding him still to kiss Andrew properly. It’s a nice kiss, unlike any that came before it. It’s too much and not enough. It makes Andrew want to shake apart so that Neil can put him back together.

“Kiss me,” Neil whispers into Andrew's lips and Andrew does just that.

#all for the game #andreil #andrew minyard #aftg #neil josten #andreil fluff #soft Andrew Minyard #soft Neil Josten #soft andreil #fluff #my writing

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desolatebee · 1 year

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mine, you are.

- andreil, 600w, teen.

my new work uploaded on ao3!

#aftg #andrew minyard #andreil #neil josten #fluff #andreil fluff #oneshot

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emry-stars-art · 5 months

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Neil covering Andrew up again, but make it sweet this time

[And the follow up]

#I elected Not to fix the anatomy/proportions 🫡#it was decided we needed some fluff about Neil giving Andrew a blanket #and by god if I’m not here to deliver on both ends of the hurt/comfort dichotomy #so here you go #🤲💕#fan art #my art #aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #andreil

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the-gay-cousin-666 · 2 months

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Once Neil and Andrew start living together, Andrew starts leaving the books he reads laying about the flat. On the coffee table, sofa, kitchen counter, just sort of wherever. After Neil notices this pattern, he will pick it up and start reading from the beginning. If it interests him enough, he'll find a piece of paper and bookmark it.

Andrew doesn't notice at first, but he can see his books are moving around and odd receipts and scraps are falling out of the pages. Eventually he catches Neil in bed, engrossed in his latest pick, and quietly slips in to peak at what part Neil is currently at, maybe even comments on what he thought about it.

It becomes a common practice for them overtime, maybe they even take turns picking books, and whoever is ahead leaves little notes for when the other catches up.

Maybe, when they're both in the mood, they take turns reading aloud and discuss the plot over dinner.

#aftg #neil josten #all for the game #andrew minyard #the foxhole court #andreil #domestic andriel #aftg memes #the kings men #all for the gay #the raven king #post canon #aftg hc #domestic fluff

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kururusti · 9 months

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#aftg #all for the game #andreil #andrew minyard #neil josten #artists on tumblr #they’re too fluff i know

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xxxbabyinatrenchcoatxxx · 1 year

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Please believe me when I say that King and Sir are absolute nuisances. Everyone hates them so much except for Neil and Andrew. (And Renee)

The cats tricked Neil into bringing them home (based on an ao3 fic called King and Sirs Gotcha Day)

Sir enjoys pretending to be cute to lure you in to pet him, but will take his first chance to attack you.

King will stalk you and attack your feet. You'll never see her coming. (She uses her claws like Andrew uses his knives)

So photogenic you forget forget all the wrong they've ever done

They are the sweetest to Andrew and Neil, even when guests are over. Nicky whines about how unfair this is

Neil doesn't allow them to have people food

It's okay though, they know Andrew will give them people food when Neil's not looking

(Neil totally knows)

Sir wears a bell on his collar so they know where he is

King refuses to wear a collar

She keeps pulling/ biting them off, much to the boys displeasure, and hides them so they can't find it

They eventually gave up on the collar when King started meowing everytime she entered a room with Andrew or Neil so she wouldn't accidently sneak up on them

Aaron and Kaitlyn babysat them for a weekend while Andrew and Neil were at the fall banquet

They proceeded to destroy Aaron's house without getting caught

King will stare Aaron down until he looks at her. She will then proceed to knock over the closest thing to her.

She even locked him outside his apartment once. (He was mildly impressed)

Sir is all cuddly towards Kaitlyn, so Aaron can't punish them

After the weekend Aaron vows to never see the cats again

(Andrew interrogates them on how they did that so he could do it. They meow and Andrew nods back in understanding)

Renee takes care of the cats when the boys are gone

King likes Renee. Sir begrudgingly respects her

Dan was the first to mention how similar King and Sir are to Andrew and Neil respectively.

Silently, this explains a lot to Andrew

#aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #the foxes #neil josten #aftg headcanon #aftg neil #aftg andrew #andriel #king fluffkins #sir fat cat mccatterson #aaron minyard #nicky hemmick #renee walker #dan wilds #domestic andreil #aftg fluff #post canon

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0sincerelyella · 6 months

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Can you write a ANDREI IOSIVAS fic just cuddling with him or something

My Girl - Andrei iosivas

Summary: Andrei is new to the nfl, just fresh out of college and just having his NFL debut recently, his birthday turns out to be his greatest day in his personal life and his career ever.

A/n: YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES

girl everytime i go to write this HE DOES SMTH AMAZING

babe got his FIRST CAREER TOUCHDOWN WOOOO happy birthday yosh!

y/n, regrettably has not been able to make it to a single bengals game this season. Her long term boyfriend, andre iosivas, was a rookie in the nfl, but y/n herself was finishing up nursing school and she’s just been to busy.

with andreis bitrthday being today, his only wish, which he never voiced to y/n (knowing her busy schedule, he hated being a bother because of his own silly wants), was for y/n to make it to his game.

he met y/n in hawaii while she was on vacation with her family. he worked up the courage to ask the beautiful girl for her number and she thankfully said yes. they did long distance for awhile until both decided to go to princeton. the first time they saw eachother was the most magical moment.

when andrei woke up this morning, y/n had her books and papers spread all across the kitchen table with her head in her hands. she wore her hair in a messy bun, one of andreis hoodies hugging her body as she frustratingly typed on her computer. “how long have you been up beautiful?”

he wraps his arms around her neck as he stands behind her. “four” she said yawning, which wasn’t a total lie.

andrei sighed, kissing her cheek. “i’m sorry love, your gonna ace this exam though” he promised, smiling at his lover. little did he know, y/n took her exam a week ago, getting permission to take it early. “i’m sorry i can’t come to your game today drei” she said, standing up to hug him. “happy birthday though” she whispered, making sure he knew she didn’t forget. he giggled, holding her hips. “thank you sweetheart” he kissed her forehead and spun her around “and don’t worry about the game, you study your butt off and i’ll help you study tomorrow. you’ve got this my sweet girl”

andrei got himself ready and left as y/n held the door open and watched him leave. she said her byes and shut the door. y/n then ran to the kitchen and cleaned up her props, throwing them in the closet. she took off andreis hoodie to reveal the fresh iosivas jersey that was underneath. she quickly got ready with excitement in her eyes. the first game of the season that she can see, sadly, is the sixth one. the bengals have not been doing to hot recently, but y/ns support never waivers

she could not wait to see the smile on andreis face as she drove to the stadium. she practically ran into the stadium to sit down. she sat directly in the front, leaning down and cheering as she watched the game.

when she saw joe scrambling to find a person to throw the ball to, that’s when she saw andrei. she yelled so happily as the ball was thrown down the field and turned into andreis first career touchdown. y/n screamed at the top of her lungs as she jumped up and down. happier than anything.

she watched as her face appeared on the jumbo tron. she also watched as in the excitement, andrei looks towards the jumbo tron and his whole face changes. his neck snaps towards the seats as he searches for her. and once their eyes met he ran as fast as he could. “happy birthday!” she screamed, his smile was the greatest gift even if it wasn’t y/ns birthday.

“You suck!” he giggled, handing her the game ball. “your kidding!” “gotta go love!” andrei ran back to the field and y/n couldn’t be happier.

after the game, y/n waited patiently as andrei sprinted at out the locker room in a record breaking 20 minutes. and as he saw y/n standing with a gift and the game ball in hand he tackled her into the biggest hug she’s ever received. “i love you a thousand times over” he whispered, swaying back and forth. “best birthday ever” he added, kissing her passionately.

after the kiss, y/n handed him the gift. “y/n, you are gift enough” he said, still standing in the middle of the facility not knowing which reporters are watching and recording their every move but andrei didn’t even think twice, his excitement was too overwhelming to care who watched.

y/n shook her head and watched as he ripped apart the packaging and opened a glass incased orange and yellow hibiscus flower. the flower was wilted, and the glass read the date of their meeting. “i got it incased in glass a year after we met when we were still long distance and i was waiting for the right moment to give it to you” she waited six years to give him this gift.

“you waited six years?”

“i wanted it to have value. eventually i had forgotten, and the other day while i was coming up with this plan i had found it, and figured this birthday was a better time than any to gift you this gift” andrei had tears in his eyes

this gift, the flower, was the flower he gave her the day they met. hand picked, and handed straight to her along with a request for her number.

his first career touchdown, his girl finishing her test early and cutting all school work for the next two days just to be with him, and the best gift he could ever receive. it created his dream.

andrei quickly drove the two home, practically running inside with his girl in his arms. “my girl,” he breaths, laying her on the couch and jumping on top of her. he burrows his face into her shoulder and lays there “this is the only thing i’ll be doing for the next two days” he speaks into her neck and just lays there

“my girl” he breaths again, “being married to you will be the greatest thing in the world” y/n holds her birthday boy in her arms. “my beautiful beautiful girl”

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exy-shmexy · 1 year

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Andrew tenderly leaving a little kiss on Neil’s shoulder when they wake up and sit on the edge of the bed before getting up

#a sleepy kiss #followed by neil kissing andrew’s temple #and then andrew leaning his entire weight against neil #ha ha i’m fine #i had a rough day so a little bit of fluff is much needed #aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #aftg headcanon #andreil

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drewneil · 1 year

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Just watching exy on the court

#aftg #all for the game #fanart #all for the gays #art #andrew minyard #neil josten #incorrect aftg quotes #andreil #aftg fanart #foxes #aftg fandom #andreil fanart #andreil fluff #andreil art

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sepulchralblues · 2 months

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Some Might Call This Love

He knows Neil wants to know what is going on in his head. But the truth is, Andrew isn’t entirely sure even he knows what is rattling around in his skull. Yesterday had been a huge deal. For the both of them, not just Andrew. Yesterday had been the first time Neil had fucked Andrew. Something about wording it that way feels crass to Andrew. Calling it ‘made love’ makes him want to vomit, but ‘fucking’ doesn’t describe what yesterday was to either of them. It was so much… more. (It was everything and nothing.)

Happy belated @aftg-mixtape to @halfpintpeach!! I'm very sorry for the delay but I hope you enjoy your gift <3

Read it here.

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ecoamerica · 19 days

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hmmm-shesucks · 8 months

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This is what plays in Andrews head every time he sees Neil. I know he told me.

#aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #andreil #aftg au #aftg headcanon #andreil fluff #soft andreil #Spotify #my writing

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dusty-bookelf · 4 months

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Someone has probably already done this and I know it’s late but Andriel New Year’s traditions.

They don’t have a lot of set traditions, and while they may go to parties, they never throw them because a) it’s a lot of cleaning and b) the cats don’t like them

Neil has a few things he insists on doing though

The first is all the OG foxes get a happy new years texts because of that New Years at the end of Raven King. To this day, they are still his. They’re still worth every cut and bruise and scream

He also makes sure he always is at least on the phone with Andrew (pro exy season going through winter can make being in the same place harder but they always try to spend it together)

That’s it. Those are Neil’s traditions.

They’re little things but they’re also so much more than he’d ever thought he’d have.

When he sends that first new years text he doesn’t think he’ll survive to the next one, he was fully prepared to give up everything for these people, his family, his home

So every year, he’s a still little in awe he got to keep it and that they chose to keep him which is why it’s important to him to start every year with choosing them

THIS year,

I like to picture Andrew and Neil at home in their shared home with King and Sir just chilling with Neil watching the ball drop and Andrew reading, complaining about Neil watching the ball drop (The cats do more interesting things with round plastic Neil. The cats.)

It’s nothing exciting, but they’re together and it almost feels like happiness

Even though he thinks it’s stupid, Andrew calls Neil over and whispers “Yes or No” against his lips

Neil knows it’s more than for the kiss, it’s for all the years they’ve spent together and the year to come, for exy, the foxes, the cats, for Andrew himself and they home they’ve made

He knows he’s asking “do you want this life we’ve almost died to get for another year, yes or no?”

Neil says “Yes,” and Andrew kisses him softly, his thumb drifting over Neil’s pulse point to convince himself Neil is still real (because Andrew didn’t think he’d live this long either, and that even if he did, he’d never feel like this)

The cats jump on them and demand attention before it goes much further

#all for the game #the foxhole court #the kings men #the raven king #aftg #andrew minyard #neil josten #tfc #the sunshine court #tkm #trk #andreil #all for the gay #the foxes #fluff #let them be happy #let them be soft

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emry-stars-art · 10 months

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I still need practice, but digital coloring is getting a little easier 💕

#I have so many soft emotions rn #I need to get them all out in the form of lots of fluff #and what better than a monster cuddle pile #sorry I’m still tired rn #lookin at them is not helping 😭😴#fan art #my art #aftg #all for the game #neil josten #andrew minyard #kevin day #aaron minyard #nicky hemmick #the monsters #cuddles #and yes. you can say this is kevaaron if your heart so desires #andreil #okay onto actual work

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jeanvaljeancheri · 4 months

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Here are some recs with the secret relationship trope! Most of them are andreil but the last one is jerejean :) i organized them by word count to make it easier.

The Enemy of My Friend is My Super Enemy 2k

Grace stands in solidarity with her teammate and friend Andrew Minyard.

Therefore, she hates that asshole Neil Josten.

don’t hate the player, hate the game 2k

Allison smirks suddenly. “At least I got an up close view of that ass.”

“Not a total loss then.” Nicky grins at her and they fist bump.

Kevin just sits there watching them, silently judging them and siping his vodka.

(neil is a hot stranger at the bar. people try and get with him. kevin drinks copious amounts of alcohol.)

Raven's Nest Burning 2k

While Andrew and the Foxes were in the stadium parking lot, next to the team bus, waiting for Wymack to appear, Evermore's East Tower exploded.

Pointless 3k

The Foxes have only ever known him as the vicious, vindictive Monster he’s portrayed himself as. Now, he’s a mystery no one knows how to solve; hard and violent for strangers, soft and gentle for this boy with the sharp smile.

5 times the Foxes accidentally spied on Andrew and his secret boyfriend and the 1 time they actually get to meet him.

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day 4k

Neil has one of the worst days and Andrew is able to make it a little bit better.

Welcome to my Professor Neil and Professional Exy Player Andrew world! This is probably going to be a series where I explore more of this little AU that I love dearly!

i'll keep you 4k

Aaron asked, “What’s your deal? What’s going on?”

Andrew had no choice. He stood up, walked to the bowl of freshly cut melon surrounded by pools of watermelon juice and an assortment of black seeds, and plucked a piece of the fruit. It was dark red and glistening and sweet on his tongue.

It tasted like ash. Like a dirty little secret. Like a mistake.

The Bet 5k

“I bet the monster will come alone again this year,” he says, his voice scratchy like the sound of a blender in the early hours of the morning.

“I’ll take that bet,” Aaron says, face a blank slate, anger cooling behind his eyes.

“Five hundred bucks,” Seth replies, eyes sparkling in amusement. He’s got the face of someone who thinks they’ve won.

“A thousand,” Aaron counters. Andrew’s eyebrow twitches up imperceptibly, a feeling like a laugh bubbling up his throat.

(In which Neil and Andrew are secretly married.)

it's disillusion, and confusion (this illusion of me) 5k

“Okay, kid. You can fend for yourself I’m sure, but you won’t be able to beat the guy whose car this is. He’s dangerous.” Ignoring the way Neil snorted, Matt barreled on. “Like, really dangerous.” He trailed off; Neil looked as though he was torn between amusement and anger.

or; 5 times the foxes were confused over neil and andrew's relationship and the 1 time andrew made it clear

Not-So-Secret Someone 6k

Eight times the Foxes discover that Andrew is seeing someone and one time they meet Andrew’s elusive partner

about u 9k

Neil and Andrew have been friends since they were kids. Recently though, those feelings had turned into more. While they try to keep their relationship secret because they’re scared of their families’ reactions, they go on a family beach vacation. Chaos ensues.

Brother of Mine 12k

'Aaron should have known something was going on with Andrew when he had agreed to change their deal.

Thoughts of Katelyn, of not having to hide her anymore, took up all the space in Aaron’s mind and he never wondered why Andrew would have relented so easily.

Looking back, it should have been obvious what was going on.'

OR: 5 times Aaron should have realized Andrew had somebody, and the one time he met him.

Odd Eye 16k

Andrew spends most of his childhood thinking he is a psychopath. He is not. Andrew is, and always will be, just Andrew.

That Isn't Nothing 38k

A look into the lives of pro exy players Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten. The world says they hate each other, but when Andrew gets transferred to Neil's team, their teammates begin seeing something else between them.

Sixteen hours 120k

started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this (affectionate)

Jean and Jeremy secretly start dating in their final year at USC.

In my top three favourite jerejean fics of all time!

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