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cowpants147 · 3 months
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can't get the mental image out of my head of Kevin, Neil and Andrew winning at the Olympics and the minute the final buzzer sounds Kevin runs over and bear hugs Neil and Andrew, one under each arm, and just fucking hoists them both up off the ground in sheer excitement
like I'm literally making myself emotional at the thought of Kevin Day achieving his life long dream. And I mean this is Kevin Day, insecurities aside, he probably knew deep down that this day would come. But the fact that he gets to do it with his two best friends by his side who he loves and respects and who love and respect him. Actually crying rn
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taktitty · 9 months
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I can’t believe that “The Only Exception” by paramore was released when Neil and Andrew were still in college... 
Losing it over the idea of them both hearing the song and thinking about one another while just NOT MENTIONING IT- holding together at the seams because no one can know they are SOFT
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neil: you know, I-
the foxes: neil, nO
andrew, already drawing knives: let. the. man. speak.
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Wymack and Kevin headcanons
sad girl hours
Sometimes when Andrew and Neil are being annoying in the dorm and Kevin has a test coming up/ paper due he’ll go to Wymacks house. They’ll both sit quietly together at the kitchen table or on the couch
Wymack tears up the day Kevin leaves Palmetto and joins a pro team. He will never admit this, however, and says it was his allergies. (He’s very proud of his son)
Wymack helps Kevin pick out his apartment every time he moves
Kevin texts Wymack before the foxes play and Wymack texts Kevin before he plays
Every Christmas the two of them trade stories of Kayleigh. They’ll stand out on the patio together for privacy and they can hear the foxes inside the house laughing and talking
Kevin starts calling Wymack “Dad” eventually (then the rest of the og foxes start to as well and it frustrates Kevin. But Wymack knows what’s going on and that it’s different coming from Kevin)
Wymack slings his arm around Kevins shoulders every time they walk away from the court together. The press and fans love it (not as much as they do though)
Since Wymack has a job, he can’t go to every one of Kevin’s games anymore. He still makes sure to stream all of them. If the foxes have a game that night, he’ll listen to the radio stream of that game while he drives the bus.
They have family dinners sometimes (Abby will join them every now and then). It feels like they’re just a normal family without the Yakuza
Despite both of their lives practically revolving around exy, they make sure that’s not their entire relationship. Yes, they talk about it a lot, but they make sure to talk about and do other things too
When Kevin retires he starts coaching and Wymack is a teacher of sorts for him
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aftg-random-fun · 3 months
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Which of the Foxes are religious about Groundhog’s Day and which ones are meh about it?
I feel like Nicky would go into the group chat and say something like, “The rodent has proclaimed more winter!” Or something similar. Neil would ask what rodent and the Foxes would be like, “Neil, how did you miss this while on the run??”
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currently-evil · 1 year
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Andrew and Neil marry when one of them was in hospital and the second couldn't see them. Yes, of course. But that's the long term answer.
What would they do at that moment?
My first thought when it comes to Neil was that he would immediately bought tickets for Nicky/Aaron whoever was closer and call them like "come here immediately I cant go inside i need somebody here for Andrew asap"
But then don't you think Neil would go feral if they refuse him to see Andrew? Because i do. So just imagine Neil breaking into the nurse station, stealing scrubs, mask, and medical cap and straight up sneaking into Andrew's room, hiding under bed when a real nurse shows up.
Of course I think he has enough experience to successfully hide and sneak around until Andrew is good enough that he can have any guest.
But just Imagine how funny it would be if he got caught and when Andrew wakes up and asks where his boyfriend is, Foxes awkwardly have to tell him he's in jail because he literally broke into Andrew's room and impersonated one of the medical personnel.
Just Andrew laying in bed staring at foxes, thinking how stupid his boyfriend is with a huge sigh.
And when it comes to Andrew, maybe, maybe he would be able to control himself if Neil's injuries were not life threatening. Sitting in the waiting room, so motionless it's almost like a statue, eyes concentrated on the corridor where Neil's room is as if he could summon him to health with a heated gaze alone.
But...
What if it was serious? What if Andrew was watching Neil's game, helplessly watching on the screen as he went down and dont come up? Seemingly in a never ending loop hearing game commentator’s voice saying "Josten is down and it doesn't look good", his memory in perfect detail, showing him over and over again body of his lover crushed into plexiglass by other players, crumbling down, laying so still so motionlessly. And Andrew is thousands of miles away, unable to put his hands on his Junkie, unable to check if he is alright.
And then when they are finally in the same state, same city, same BUILDING, feets apart, some soulless nurse tells him he can't see Neil, because of some arbitrary rules?
If Baltimore taught us anything, Andrew would fight the entire hospital to get to Neil.
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juicegremlin · 2 years
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all this talk about andrew’s initial crush on kevin but you CANNOT tell me that kevin day’s competency kink doesn’t go fucking wild whenever andrew puts a bit of effort in. those two made their deal for the actual reasons but there’s no way “fuck, he’s hot” didn’t factor into it on either side
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sherlockisademigod · 1 year
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The Hermit’s handwriting
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Bdubs: Doesn’t really pay attention to his handwriting. As long as he can read it it’s fine, right? Cub: He used to be able to write with clinical precision (bc scientist), but something about the Vex magic screwed up how his hand answers to the neurons Mumbo: He grew up writing cursive, so his writing tends to be connected. He also writes small to maximize space in his journal
Scar: Scar writes very wide to compensate for his dyslexia, but the Vex magic also messed up his hand-to-neuron stuff so stuff gets connected because his hand doesn’t move right Doc: Writing with a metal arm is very not-comfy, so Doc writes with as many lines as possible to minimize how much he has to write Joe: Because Joe doesn’t like staying in one place at all times, and therefore moves a lot, he writes with quick strokes, sometimes belaying the dot on the i and the cross on the t to make it faster
Xisuma: Since he’s often the one writing server reports, his writing is the most clearest. Both he and Grian circle their i’s and sometimes even write their a’s in funny ways, since their home language is galactic, not English Etho: Because he does redstone, he writes in big, easy to see letters so he can take a quick glance and the wall and keep on building Grian: Both he and Xisuma circle their i’s and sometimes even write their a’s in funny ways, since their home language is galactic, not English. It’s very messy and the only ones other then him who can read it are Bdubs, Mumbo, Xisuma, and Taurtis
Stress: Since she doesn’t know cursive, Stress likes swirling her s’s and looping her t’s to make it more stylized Gem: Since she also doesn’t know cursive, Gem came up with her own brand of it. However, because it messes with Scar’s dyslexia she’ll sometimes write in comic sans as well. Cleo: After her death Joe taught her how to write. Alright, it looks like a child’s, but she’s a zombie, half of her brains are gone.
Keralis: The amount of building with rough materials like bricks or concrete he does has messed up the nerves in his hands, so his writing is often unsteady and shaky Hypno: He doesn’t write a lot because he used to get bullied in school for writing very large and he doesn’t want a repeat of that on the server. However because Grian and Bdub’s writing exist, he’s started to open up a bit more. Hey, at least his writing is readable! Beef: Beef has very steady hands (because you can’t have shaky hands while beheading a goat), but he often looses track of what he’s writing, so his letters can come out loopy and slanted in 5 different directions
Ren: His writing used to be very neat, but ever since 3rd life his hand becomes unsteady when they grip small objects, including pens, which results in his handwriting XB: His hand is unused to writing because the majority of his early life was spent in the sea, which results in writing that looks like it was written by someone with shot nerves False: Most of the other Hermitgals say her writing is the best, simply because False makes her writing very plain, with no attempted cursive or swirls
Tango: As a demon of sorts he’s unused to writing in English. Because his base language looks very similar to Hindi, characters that look like that often get written wrong Zedaph: His words, which run a marathon in his brain daily, are almost always written down as quickly as possible, often with splotches of ink covering up words TFC: Old age means that writing doesn’t come very easily for TFC, so when he ever needs to write his name he shortens it to prevent a disaster
Iskall: Because of his cybernetic eye, Iskall sometimes can’t correctly judge the distance between two objects, and this includes his letters as well. His writing is usually cramped, filled in with last minute letters he forgot Jevin: As a slime, Jevin isn’t used to writing. Joe once told him to imagine u’s and v’s as valleys and n’s as hills, but back then Jevin thought a mountain was a hill and now he peaks all his n’s Wels: He’s used to writing cursive all right, just not modern cursive or even modern English
Pearl: Pearl’s the only Hermitgal who can write something that vaguely looks like cursive, and even though she doesn’t realize, it’s because Scott taught her a few things before Empires S1 ended Impulse: Like Tango, he’s a demon of sorts. He’s had less practice with English then Tango, which is why sometimes his writing, if you squint at it, looks like his base demonic language (Tango and Impulse’s names in their native language under the cut)
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kaianeedskafa · 1 year
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A look into Nicky and Neil’s conversations:
Nicky: okay so like how do get Andrew to do exactly what you want?
Neil: *doesn’t even look up from his sheet* just ask
Nicky: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
*after five minutes of complete silence*
Nicky: no but seriously-
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gordonlore · 8 months
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Bryan Seth Gordon Sr.
Bryan Seth Gordon was born in Birmingham, Alabama late into the cool summer night on April 21st, 1949, to a young sixteen-year-old girl whom he never knew besides the letter she had left him for when he turned sixteen; the age at which she gave him up. Bryan had dusty/dirty blond hair that only grew darker into a lighter brown. He also had blue eyes that would take many foster parents by storm and yet Bryan never grew up in a stable home. He was award of the state till he aged out at 18 (April 21st, 1967). He was in and out of homes, never staying anywhere long enough to form a real bond—or to hold a job. That led Bryan to enlisted himself into the military enrolling himself into boot camp. Where he spent the next eight weeks training and forming bonds between the other recruits around him. One of them, Jeremiah Ryan Holms, becoming his closest friend. The only one he opened to about his past when Jeremiah opened to him about his. When they got deployed to Vietnam Bryan and Jeremiah only grew closer and Bryan started to feel hope for his own future as the optimistic Jeremiah started to place Bryan in his future. Long talks about Jeremiah and Bryan getting a white picket fence homes next to each other, raising their families together like family. Bryan held onto that idea—that dream. That dream was destroyed quickly when the final assignment Jeremiah and Bryan were given ended horribly.
It was only eight years (May 30th, 1975) after Bryan and Jeremiah had graduated boot camp, and as the assignment started, everything went to plan, nothing out of the ordinary. Then their squad was attacked. Bryan can’t tell you what went wrong—it wasn’t anything on his squad’s actions. It was just horribly bad luck. One moment he was giving commands and the next they were ambushed, and Bryan couldn’t hear, and his vision was split in two. His heart pounded in his chest, and he couldn’t feel his leg—one of them. It was hard to tell which. It was a messy and terrifying situation. Where were his men? Where was Jeremiah? What was happening? The next thing he did know he had found his men—not a single survivor other than himself, and if he looked down, he saw the blood and the massive wound that showed bone in his left leg. He hobbled around and soon found Jeremiah. Not dead, but soon to be dead, laying not that far away and staring at the sky. What happened? Bryan saw the wounds. The one at his next and the one at his abdomen. Bryan went to stop the bleeding soon after he called in a rescue—but Jeremiah stopped his hands looking at the sky. He couldn’t speak, and his grip on Bryan’s hand was week and Bryan could completely ignore it and place pressure to try and save Jeremiah—but Bryan stopped, and then moved to hold Jeremiah’s hand till he died not soon after. Everything was a bloody and gory mess. The rescue team came and gathered him and the bodies of his men, and Jeremiah. Bryan was taken to the medic and patched up the best that they could and was eventually discharged and sent back “home” to America.
When Bryan came “home”, he had the duty of personally informing the families of the men he lost, and he volunteered himself in informing Jeremiah’s family. He needed to tell them personally. Let them know what kind of impact Jeremiah made on his family. So, when Bryan came home he immediately let Mr. and Mrs. Holms know of their son’s unfortunate end, Bryan was surprised when Jeremiah’s mother immediately brought him into a hug and practically dragged him inside. Mrs. Holms made Bryan sit down and relax, and asked Bryan if he was doing okay, if there was anything she and her family could do for Jeremiah’s best friend. Yet Bryan was so awkward he just left politely and accepted the home number Mrs. Holms gave him. Bryan ended up making his way back to Birmingham, Alabama and started to job hunt, looking for a place to live. He eventually laded a job at a local hardware store and had a one-bedroom apartment that he slowly filled with furniture. It wasn’t the life he imagined with Jeremiah, but it was what he was able to accomplish on his own. He didn’t have any desire to change how his life was going at the age of 26. Yet when he went out to drink, a habit he made that he wouldn’t shake in his lifetime, he met a 20-year-old small town USA woman with dark hair and amber eyes that nearly made him swoon out of his chair. That woman was Rebecca Victoria Roberts. Bryan would soon learn that Rebecca grew up in Mobile, Alabama her entire life and moved to Birmingham to pursue her education career. Bryan couldn’t help but offer a drink or two. A decision that would lead to major changes his life.
August 19th, 1977, Bryan and Rebecca eloped to the disapproval of Rebecca’s family, who wanted her to have a traditional wedding in their family church. Bryan and Rebecca did have a celebration of their marriage in their small three-bedroom townhouse in the southside of Birmingham. Bryan and Rebecca truthfully didn’t want to get married when they did—but the growing baby bump that was getting harder to hide; hell, they were expecting twins and Rebecca’s family made it very clear they wouldn’t help unless they married each other. So, they eloped knowing that Rebeca was not going to be able to hide her bump in any wedding dress. She was already five months along and with twins. There was only so much that could hide her bump. Their reception went well—though Rebecca’s church pastor father wouldn’t let them forget that their pregnancy was still out of wedlock—Bryan had to clench his teeth till they all went to their own hotel rooms. January 8th, 1978 came and Rebecca gave birth to twin boys. Jeremy David and Markus Ryan Gordon. Both were named after Jeremiah, something that Rebecca let Bryan do, knowing how much his one and only friend meant to them. Bryan started to soften up as he was the major caretaker of the twins for the first couple months after Rebecca had to recover from an emergency c-section. Bryan also had to reassure her worth as she wasn’t producing enough milk for both their sons, and they resorted to formula—which Rebecca’s folks couldn’t go a moment without saying how they disapprove.
Bryan wanted to go back to when he was 16 and knocking people’s heads around; but he wasn’t 16, he was 28 and working two jobs to help pay for the things babies need and the things they needed. When Jeremy and Markus became a year-old Rebecca and Bryan both agreed that they both needed to work to make this work; but they didn’t have anyone around to watch Jeremy and Markus . . . until Bryan remembered Mrs. and Mr. Holms. They were the reason Bryan had his job at the hardware store and the hardware store got him his second job as a mechanic. He reached out to them for childcare. Mrs. Holms was more than happy to watch the sweet babies while he and Rebecca worked—hell Mrs. Holms even worked at making sure Bryan and Rebecca had time to themselves. Then on March 2nd, 1980, Robert Michael Gordon was born. Named after Rebecca’s father and grandfather in an attempt to smooth things with her family. Things got tighter and tensions started to heat up between Bryan and Rebecca. With twin toddlers running around the house and a newborn in the picture things went from organized chaos to utter chaos in a manner of months. Bryan’s patients started to wear thin, but luckily for him a spot at the high school Rebecca worked at opened up for coach of the High School’s new Exy team. And all they wanted was someone to read the play book and warm the seat for a more qualified individual to take the seat. Unfortunately for the high school that person wouldn’t come for another 10 years. Bryan got a raise taking the position and to the students and the staff he and Rebecca looked like the perfect couple as they brought their three kids into the daycare together and went on about their days; sharing lunch in the staff room and leaving to drop their boys with Mrs. Holms before they got to their second jobs. Even though tensions started to heat between Bryan and Rebecca, Bryan still saw her as the women he married and the mother to his sons, and he loved her. Everything was still looking up for the family. And when April 21st, 1982, Bryan’s 33rd birthday was spent in a hospital with his three boys, four- and two-years old waiting for his fourth son to be born. It was only fitting that he be named after Bryan as the boy was born on the same date as him on 33 years apart. Bryan held Bryan jr. for the first time while Rebecca looked at them both with a smile. Bryan had grown frustrated and angry with Rebecca during her pregnancy—no, once she informed him of her pregnancy. Bryan’s anger simmered down as he started to recall his two oldest would going into kindergarten the following year. Bryan grew softer once again, but that didn’t stop him from having a drink or four before going to bed every night before coming home from work. Bryan on his days off usually involve him sitting in the living room watching the older boys play together while Rebecca takes care Bryan jr. He’s happier than he’s ever been, and he gets an image in his mind of the life Jeremiah had planned for them both and he can’t help but feel damn well close to it. That happiness didn’t last for long.
Rebecca ended up experiencing a major lost in her family. Both her mother, father, and younger brother died in a plane crash; just two months before their fifth son, Emmett Tyler Gordon, who was named for her younger brother, was born. October 23rd, 1984. Rebecca was in a deep depressive state. This frustrated Bryan more then he would admit. Not because he was concerned for her, because the school board threatened to fire Rebecca unless she started to put the same energy back into her students. They couldn’t support their family of six on a single income high school Exy coach salary. Weeks and weeks went by, and Bryan grew angrier and angrier as he watched his wife continue to go through the motions each day. Then it happened. One night, after Bryan was pulled into his boss’s office to discuss Rebecca once more, he watched Rebecca cry at the end of their bed. He was done waiting. Rebecca still had her older brothers and younger sister in her life. Bryan had no one after he lost Jeremiah and he still reported for duty with the same energy after Jeremiah was no longer on Earth. Bryan confronted Rebecca about it. They fought, and it was a loud, almost violent argument. Yet it was the most emotion Rebecca showed other than a numb blank stare in a month. It ended with Bryan stopping himself from hitting Rebecca and storming off to a bar to drink until he forgot what he was angry about. This cycle went on for weeks, and then it ended with Rebecca getting into Bryan’s face and that ended with Bryan backhanding Rebecca across the face before storming out to drink. Rebecca stopped just going through the motions and the next morning Rebecca awoke before everyone and prepared breakfast in seemingly happy manner. Bryan’s boss stopped inquiring about Rebecca and Rebecca didn’t lose her job. Things were not the same as before, but Bryan and Rebecca’s arguments stopped for the time being. It didn’t take long be Bryan and Rebecca got drunk together and found themselves in a very familiar situation.
December 1986 was the first Christmas that wasn’t spent with yelling and anger from Bryan Sr. Instead, it was happy. Bryan spent time outside playing with Jeremy, Markus, Robert, and trying to include Bryan jr. as much as he could in their games. Bryan also took charge and helped Rebecca look after Emmett as she worked on the cooking as they also hosted Rebecca’s older brother, Forest Cole, and sister in-law, Janice Madeline Gordon. Yet Janice seemed to have nothing but criticisms to say about Bryan, Rebecca, the house, and how the boys acted. Bryan put on a front to try to stay positive for his wife, but when the 20th came around, and Janice went on one of her long tirades—Bryan snapped, which thankfully was cut short as Rebecca’s water broke and started to go into labor. Bryan pushed his anger to the side and gathered everyone taking Rebecca to the hospital and on the 20th of December, Forest Victor Gordon was born. Rebecca named him for his older brother and mother; giving him the same middle name she had, just in the masculine variant. Bryan staved his anger for one of his sons being named after her older brother. Yet it was a happy time for the family. Forest marked number eight in Bryan’s family and in a weird attitude change, he forgot about the money it would take to raise them. The only thing Bryan could have thought would make this Christmas scene better, would for it to of snowed the night they brought Forest home from the hospital. A white Christmas would have made it all the better.
Happiness never lasted long with Bryan as his boss started to get onto him about actually winning more games than losing them. Putting pressure on him and Rebecca. Thankfully almost all his boys were in school. It was most of his kids that were in the high school’s daycare. Bryan was starting to come home more agitated then ever and was snapping on his other boys and yelling at Rebecca. He was drinking more often and was secluding himself as much as he could from his family. Looking at the bills that had started to pile once again. The entire house was tense, and he felt the anger rise inside him. So, when Rebecca came to him with the news of a seventh child on the way, Bryan blew up at her. In his anger at the knowledge of their family of eight becoming a family of nine he grabbed a plate from the counter he was standing at and threw it at the wall next to Rebecca’s head. This irrational anger towards Rebecca didn’t quit or subside after that. It was a constant. Jeremy and Markus got the brunt of the anger while Rebecca was pregnant. They were ten years old and old enough to know you do shit right or not at all. Bryan also became a rather harsh Exy coach—he still treated those players better than his boys and wife.
July 21st,1988, early in the morning Jackson Cole Gordon was born. Bryan didn’t even look at him before he walked out of the room before telling Rebecca, “Name it whatever you want I couldn’t give a rats ass what this thing is called.” When Rebecca and Jackson came home Bryan didn’t pay any attention to Jackson. He stayed out all night drinking and would come home angry and just wanting to sleep. His patience with his was wearing thin every day. He couldn’t stand being in the house anymore and that “damn fucking baby” was getting on his last nerve. November 9th, 1989 came by and in one of the rare moments that Bryan was sober, yet a cigarette still in his mouth he placed divorce papers in front of Rebecca as she was still taking care of Jackson. Bryan was done. He didn’t give Rebecca any chance to discuss this. It was either they divorced and when about this peacefully for Bryan was going to leave that second and she wasn’t going to see a cent. Rebecca complied and on April 30th, 1990, Bryan and Rebecca finalized the divorce and Bryan left the next morning not giving any communication besides the court ordered child support check. He wasn’t part of his family’s life from that point on.
Rebecca Victoria (Roberts) Gordon Jeremy David Gordon Markus Ryan Gordon Robert Michael Gordon Bryan Seth Gordon Jr. Emmett Tyler Gordon Forest Victor Gordon Jackson Cole Gordon Matthew Brice Wilson Ophellia Eurydice Wilson-Gordon Dion Lysander Wilson-Gordon Orion Othello Wilson-Gordon
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cutiel0vesu · 2 years
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My fiancé asked me to post this and I cant say no to it so here you go♡ My TFC design!
(Design notes & headcannons under the cut!)
I like to imagine hes an old god :•) The God of Mining Luck, to be specific!
He wears a laurel wreath made out of glow lichen, and a pair of glowberry earrings so that he has a little light to see better when hes mining.
His toga clasp is made of diamond.
The symbols on the fabric of his toga are literally just "TFC" in galactic (⏁⎎☊)! Hes one of the few left who can actually still read that language, but he needs reading glasses, and is usually a biiiit too stubborn to actually carry those all over the place with him lol!
His follwers are little dust sprites, similar to the ones in My Neighbor Totoro. They mostly just listen and keep him company while mining, but one can give him a small tip and trick here or there when he grants it enough magic to do so. He prefers the quiet though, so he doesnt give them that extra power too often.
Hes also got some small diamonds sprinkled throughout his (frankly glorious) hair, and nobody really knows if those are there because of God Reasons or just because they get tangled in there while hes mining!
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cowpants147 · 1 year
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Ok but Andrew being asked "how does it feel to have become so successful?" or something like that and then Andrew, who's never shown any interest in Aaron's career in medicine, answering with a raised eyebrown and saying "my brother is a surgeon, I just play stickball, pretty sure he's got me beat in the success deparment".
Just Andrew silently being proud of his brother even if he doesn't say it often.
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rainderthesomeone · 8 months
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A little short comic panel for y’all, featuring Fred and Tfc Medic, i headcannon them as buddies during the 30s, similar to Medic and Engies relationship like it’s purely a science lab buddy relationship, except this one’s a little more unhinged. Also Greg is now officially the punching bag in my little tf2 universe, also these little short comics are now officially my warmups for the main tf2 comic project I’m still working on, oh and this is connected into my comic universe. If yall have any questions feel free to ask.
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crystalmethsthings · 1 year
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before reading tfc, my sister didn’t believe me when i said the aftg fandom was the perfect fandom. she was so used to being in toxic fandoms that she couldn’t fathom a fandom being so healthy. and now everytime she receives support from someone for her headcannons and ocs, she’s baffled by how accepting and supportive we are. so, moral of the story is: the aftg fandom is perfection. (and while we do have lots of differing opinions, we are almost always accepting of each other)
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aftg-random-fun · 1 year
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I feel like Neil would be on Tumblr like Neil Gaimen. Like he’d be summoned by saying the oddest things about exy and the entire exy fanbase would follow him for the content of chaos he’d have.
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frogfan985 · 6 months
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its okay if not but i would love to hear some of your spy thoughts
hohoho :33 i would love to share some of my spy thoughts! obviously most if not all of this is just headcannons and stuff but its sorta just kinda stuff i thought was cool! this is just kinda rambling but i've been wanting to get this stuff down in writing anyways so :3
I think spy probably grew up with pretty shitty parents, and ended up picking up petty thievery and pickpocketting to keep himself afloat (i also feel that ww2 probably influenced him and his childhood a lot but i havent really thought about how yet, maybe he ends up being involved as some sort of communications runner for the french resistance or somthn before he starts spying. also feel like it would make things really tense w/ medic at least when he first joins the mercs) . At some point he ends up meeting the team fortress classic spy, whos impressed by his skills and takes him under his wing to train as a spy apprentice. I hc that pyro and engie also have connections to tfc (pyros mom is the tfc pyro and engies grandfather is the tfc engineer), so they all might have met each other at some point in the past during this time. Spy proceeds to start his own spying career and becomes a pain in the ass of the entirety of tfc. After few decades he gets hunted down by the administrator and gets his contract.
Im torn on the idea of Scouts ma being Spy's like spy partner or whether he meets her during a mission in boston and then falls in love. I like both of them (scouts ma being a spy is awesome), but im leaning toward him meeting her in boston cause i feel like that would make more sense storywise. Spy wanted to name scout remy but scouts ma thought that was too french so she ended up naming scout jeremy.
Heres just some more like general stuff about him cause i got some ideas. Spies got like a shit ton of scars and tattoos and stuff, cause espionage will do that to you, but he's got like a secret disguise in his disguise kit that makes it look like he only has a few cool ones (the only one that knows is medic) (ive actually been implementing this idea into a fanfic that i've been writing but idk if that will ever see the light of day, we'll see i suppose). Spy's probably incredibly paranoid. Bro's got like those like death note-esque precautions in his entire room so he knows if anyone go's in there, and he's a super light sleeper. Hes also is pretty mistrusting of food and drink (hes had a few too many poisoning attempts), so sometimes he'll go a while without eating out of paranoia. Eventually some of the team notices and try to get him more comfortable and trusting with him in regards to that. Engie and Demo will go out of their way to ask him to help them cook so that he knows that the food is safe (he appreciates it a lot, though he probably wont admit it). I think that Spy is actually really similar to scout in like mannerisms (especially when he was younger), but he had to mask it when he began to spy (and also because he wants people to think hes cool). Sometimes that side of him breaks out on the battlefield, or after hes drank a little too much, though i feel like eventually he might let his walls down and be himself a little more with the team.
anyways thats about all i can think of rn!! yayyy thanks for asking :33
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