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adamsrcnan · 1 year
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I'm getting a little teary eyed thinking about how, because of Neil, Andrew gets to experience a soft and gentle love where all his boundaries and traumas are respected. I think it says so much that Neil was basically raised on the run by a mother who ensured he only ever looked out for himself, and his own needs, and yet Neil doesn't ever once think about crossing Andrew's boundaries.
He creates such a safe space for Andrew that eventually he doesn't even have to ask Andrew for permission to touch him bc Andrew is comfortable and secure enough to allow it because he KNOWS Neil will never harm him. Neil provides an outlet for all of Andrew's love to spill out freely without him ever having to worry and i find that so goddamn beautiful.
Like i don't think Andrew probably ever thought he'd get to a point in his life where he'd be living in domestic bliss with a lover and pets. Yet Neil stumbled into his life and gave that to him. He gave him safety, and trust, and comfort. Neil gave Andrew a quiet after the storm he probably thought would never leave him!!!
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toep1ss · 1 year
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always and forever thinking abt the fact that the three dead mums of aftg ALL died in cars. kayleigh day? dead in a “car accident”. tilda minyard? killed by her son in a car accident. mary hatford? died of internal bleeding in the back of a CAR. nora get some variety goddamn
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all for the game is a not a book series it's a mental illness
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jtl-fics · 11 months
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Fluent Freshman - Part 10
PREVIOUS
He calls his grandma to thank her for everything. She promises him that if anything keeps him from her on Christmas she’ll just make her way over to South Carolina to see him. “Maybe I can give that boy who is bullying you a piece of my mind!” She says and he loves her for it even if the thought of Andrew vs. his 70 year old grandma gives him heart palpitations that have nothing to do with the five hour energy he just slammed when no one was looking.
(He had eaten turkey because Abby had asked if he didn’t like it when he had forgone the white meat being passed around. She looked SAD so he just piled the dark meat onto his plate (at least it has less tryptophan) trip and now he needs to counteract the turkey. He could not afford to be sleepy on the impending car ride.)
He lets her know that everyone likes her pie and Abby had been overjoyed when he informed her that his gran always attaches a recipe card to the bottom for any pie in transit / for public consumption. (This is a woman who has been asked enough that she has the confidence to assume).
He gets off the line and feels the 5 hour energy kick in when Captain Neil appears out of nowhere next to him and he thinks he strains something when he resists the flinch his rapidly beating heart almost forces him into. “What language was that?” He asks.
“Polish.”
“You really do know a lot of languages. Just like your friend said.”
DANGER. DANGER. DANGER.
“Not that many.” DEFLECT DEFLECT DEFLECT “When are we heading out to Columbia?” DAMMIT
Captain Neil blinks but smiles, “We’ll be heading out in a little bit. Abby’s packing us leftovers. Too bad there’s no pie left. Do you think we could make it at the house? Andrew really liked it.” Neil says.
Pie is a safe topic. Pie will not betray him. Also if Andrew wants pie then he can’t kill FF until FF makes it and, perhaps, the pie will buy him a few extra days of mercy from his executioner.
“We can try. The secret ingredient is a grandma’s love though.” He says because it’s on the recipe card. It’s the most important ingredient in the whole pie. It’s what can keep a pie warm across a country. “Gran always says whipped cream can be used as a substitute though.” he says.
Captain Neil blushes.
DAMMIT WHY? WHY BRING UP THE WHIPPED CREAM?
“Well, we’ll have to pick some up from the store.” Captain Neil manages.
FF blanks his face as best he can and nods but gets up his heart beating too fast to remain seated. “I’ll be outside.” He says because he needs to walk around in some circles while he can. The car ride to Columbia is going to be a nightmare in general but especially since he slammed the five hour energy.
Kevin is the reason for the hold-up and the reason that FF gets 80 more laps around the house. He’s reminding them that they can’t stop exercising just because it’s a break gesturing to himself and the 20 minutes of squats that he just did to burn off the pie and then to FF who passes a window for the 10th time since this conversation started “See FF is keeping up with his fitness. Be more like him.”
Wymack eventually drags Kevin out of the house and into his car since they’re spending the break together. He flashes FF a thumbs up as FF passes and FF (unaware as always but great at mimicking social cues) gives him a thumbs up back.
It’s then that they get into the car. FF (as is the way of the world) is sitting bitch with Aaron and Nicky on either side of him.
Captain Neil is up front and starts to play some music. Both Nicky and Aaron are conked out before they even reach the entrance to the interstate. They have also slumped onto FF with Aaron asleep on his shoulder and Nicky drooling into his hair.
“You can just shove them off.” Andrew says.
“It’s fine.” FF says reminiscing about the last time he’d had something like this.
20 minutes later it’s not fine because the five hour energy is definitely kicking in but it would be so rude to move and wake Nicky and Aaron up. Nicky is probably tired because he came to check on FF five different times the night before and kept dragging him away from whatever Saw movie he was taking notes on and Aaron ate a LOT of white meat so he’s filled to the brim with tryptophan.
But he thinks he’s about to vibrate out of his skin.
He closes his eyes to try and breathe through this when.
“Smith said that we can try and recreate his grandma’s pie. We’ll just have to do a grocery run tomorrow.” Captain Neil says in Russian.
“It was good pie.” Andrew returns in the same language.
“He said that the secret ingredient is grandmotherly love.”
“It was on the recipe card. It said for best results be sure to add throughout the baking process.”
“His grandma said whipped cream was a good replacement. That it goes great with the pie.”
Uh-oh
FF knows that tone.
FF has fled across campus, the bus, the dorm room, and (one one notable occasion) the locker room when he has heard that tone coming from Captain Neil.
“Pie isn’t the only thing it will enhance the flavor of.” Andrew says back and FF feels as the car speeds up.
FF wishes that Andrew would just hurry up and crazy murder him already. He’d take the reverse bear trap over this psychological torture. He wants to pull up his phone and read if the Geneva Conventions list this as a war crime.
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toddellz · 2 years
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thinking about Andrew getting cute aggression and just kinda squishing Neil or kissing him or something when he's actually fighting against the urge to squeeze his head so hard it pops, he deals with cute aggression so badly, like his hands itch to fold his boyfriend in half and rub his palms over every freckle and every mole and every scar, bite him and chew on his cheek or pull his hair but he just settles for kissing him instead with a straight face as if he isn't fighting for his life against all these foreign emotions bubbling inside him
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Let me just say this about Nora Sakavic’s All For The Game trilogy — if you read it as if you were watching an anime, it totally makes sense.
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lizandreil · 5 days
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if we had a nickel for every time neil orders to assassinate an abuser who hurt people neil cares about we would have two nickels which isn’t a lot but it’s hot weird that it happened twice
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kazoo-the-demjin · 11 months
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Kevin: I am 39 cheetos tall. Nicky: Why... are you measuring your height in cheetos? Kevin: Because we're out of doritos.
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chaoticas-hell · 1 year
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So I work as a housekeeper at an assisted living center and had The King's Men on my cart bc I'm reading it (duh) and one of the residents came up to me, looked at the cover then said "you must like a lot of historical fiction, don't you?" And I stood there, a fake smile on my face and lied through my teeth and said "yep!" It wasn't like I could tell this 80 or 90 yr old white man that this book is actually about a demisexual mafia boy running from and getting kidnapped by his murderous father all the while he's falling in love with this short blonde goalie who can hold the weight of his problems and makes him feel and become an actual person. So I lied.
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rahhhhhhhbrobro · 2 years
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does anyone else hate when fanfiction makes neil like a defenseless child?
like hes a 19 year old adult who has been trained how to kill since he was born. he was literally on the run for a good half of his life. he has killed before. like what?
andrew might be intimidating and have knifes 24/7 but neil is horrifing and knows how to use them.
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stabbyfoxandrew · 12 days
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mafia restaurant save me……..
WIP Wednesday (4/10) | Mafia Front Restaurant AU (Part 135)
Neil slides the tray onto the table and sits down across from Andrew, who is giving him a strange look. He pours them both a glass of water and finds Andrew is still staring at him when he’s through. The attention is almost enough to make Neil self conscious, for some reason he can’t figure out. He knows his face isn’t pleasant to look at. But Andrew hadn’t stared like that day one, why would he—
“Wesninski."
Neil nearly chokes on spit. “What did you just say?”
“Wesninski.” Andrew repeats and Neil’s stomach turns. “It was your name, wasn’t it?”
“Don’t. Call me that.” Neil grits out. He never wanted to hear that name again and now Andrew… looks intrigued…?
“So I got it right?” He says, leaning forward. “You were a backliner. Number four.”
“I didn’t get to play much. But yes. That was me.” Neil says, swallowing his temper. “Not anymore. Like I told you the day we met, my name is Neil. Call me anything else and I’ll spill your guts on the floor.”
“Well, I’d tell you to buy me dinner first but I suppose this counts.” Andrew says, the corners of his mouth turning up. Neil isn’t sure what kind of joke he’s making, but he stabs a finger towards Andrew regardless.
“I’m serious. Neil or leave.”
Andrew holds his hands up, palms towards Neil. “Okay, I’ll stick to Neil and you don’t make a mess on the tile. Deal?”
“Deal.”
“Good. I’d hate for you to have to buy another plant.” Andrew says, making Neil laugh. “I’m serious. That one looks awful.”
Neil says, turning to look at the rather droopy plant. “Oh. I haven’t watered it. I don’t know if Jean has.”
“I think it might be the lack of daylight. It’s darker than a dungeon in here, you know.” Andrew points out. Neil nods. He does know. He's lived in a dungeon.
“Yeah, we've kept the shades pulled down ever since—” Neil cuts off and finds Andrew looking at him expectantly.
“You can tell me," he says. "I don't gossip and I don’t talk to cops. Personal rule.”
Neil lowers his voice. “Once we hosted a… birthday party… And forgot to close the shades."
“Wow. Living on the wild side. I guess it got messy in here?"
“Very. My uncle likes to make a point.” Neil explains. “He spilled a bunch of, uh… wine. The shit got everywhere.”
“Red wine I suppose?"
“Exactly.”
“What a disaster. Remind me not to throw a party here.”
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aneiria-aesthetics · 1 year
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Neil Josten x Andrew Minyard
“You like me.”
“I hate you.”
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kweenkday · 1 year
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CRACK SHOT
Rating T, Words: 5,467
Fic by me, art by the amazing @strokeofinspiration 💗
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kenmakaminari · 5 months
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I really want skk and andriel to meet each other. Just imagine!
Dazai and Andrew: staring each other down, hands on a hidden knife
Chuuya sighing and turning to Neil (who is more subtly side-eyeing Chuuya): Sorry about him, we'll only hurt you if you give us a reason
Dazai: Chuu Chuu! The evil short boy is going to kill me!!!
Andrew: Alright, thats it fucker (pulls out a knife and charges)
Dazai: ooh now we're talking!!
Chuuya: *dying inside*
Neil: God he's (andrew) so hot
Andrew: *smirks* (still trying to kill Dazai)
i love angsty murder gays
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riceballannie · 1 year
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My obsession with them increases with every fanfic I read ( WIP )
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cosmicjiver · 2 years
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They’re my only source of serotonin your honour
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