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One year post King's Men:
It's movie night with the foxes, in the ladies' dorm. It's an og foxes exclusive event. Dan, Matt and Nicky have unanimously decided on Hotel Transylvania, to further Neil's knowledge, as a part of his crash course on good movies.
Nicky invited Katelyn too.
(Andrew makes eye contact with her for two seconds before nodding slightly and then looking away.)
(Neil is totally not grinning on his progress, and Aaron is totally not relieved. Andrew just wants to have some actual peaceful time in his teammates' company for once.)
They get through the movie, Neil pressed against Andrew for the entire duration. Katelyn and Aaron sat on the love seat, Matt and Dan were wrapped around each other on the sofa, Allison's feet in Renee's lap and Nicky leaning on Kevin, shrieking in his ear any time something exciting happens.
(He shrieked way too often, if you ask Neil)
Eventually the movie comes to an end and the end-credits song comes on. The upperclassmen start getting up slowly, and Neil's just. Not moving. (Leaning on Andrew is very nice, thank you very much.)
Suddenly Nicky starts laughing, that turns into wheezing, and shouts out the line in sync with the song, "I'm in looovee with a monster!"
Then Neil pays attention to the words of the song, and suddenly he's looking at Andrew. Andrew's ears are getting redder by the second. Neil's cheeks are already pink.
Meanwhile, Katelyn leans to peck Aaron on the cheek and giggles, resting her head in the crook of his neck.
Renee watches the twins, smiling, and thinks that yeah, they truly are more similar than they believe.
Andrew and Neil are still lost in the other's eyes. Then Andrew pokes Neil's cheek and says, "Staring."
The upperclassmen have started moving about now, cleaning up (Dan, Renee, Matt) and complaining about being too stiff to help out (Nicky and Allison). No one's looking at them, so Neil takes the opportunity.
His head whips to the side, he kisses the finger Andrew poked him with, and says, "Always"
Then he stands up and helps in cleaning up, grinning all the while.
Andrew's ears and cheeks are not pink, no siree.
And Nicky did not just see his scary baby cousin have a super sweet domestic moment, his heart did not totally melt into a giant wet puddle on the floor. He knew better than to say anything, though. He was elated that he got to see glimpses of this part of Andrew's life now, too.
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fortheloveofexy · 4 months
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it's a pet peeve of mine when ppl frame Andrew as hating Aaron and being needlessly cruel to him... bc while yes, their relationship is fractured and strained, Andrew genuinely cares about his brother and wants the best for him, he just doesn't know how to show that in a normal way.
like he might not know how to express it in a healthy manner but Andrew LOVES Aaron, like he truly just wants Aaron to be healthy and safe. It's like, his whole Thing. Aaron is one of the most important people in his life. Andrew wants him around. He'd do anything to protect him.
I guarantee Andrew wants to be emotionally close to Aaron too, he just doesn't have the tools to do that and the thought of letting someone in terrifies him. He also has no concept of what a healthy sibling relationship looks like, so he has no frame of reference to work from.
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ravlykpavlyk · 11 months
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nicky: never have I ever committed an arson
neil, taking a sip: shit happens
nicky: neil! you didn't tell me! when was it?
neil: when I burned my mom's body on the beach
nicky:
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artxofartemis · 7 months
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It was funny, thanks Twitter for the idea
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Today's on the monsters living in my head rent free we have:
Nicky enter the Columbia house and shouts"Andrew, Aaron, come down now, I bought some coke for y'all"
Aaron almost throws himself down the stairs to beat Andrew who is just normally walking to meet Nicky and literally steps over him instead of helping.
Aaron (from the floor): is it good?
Andrew opens the bag and looks inside: No, is zero.
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lorethebookworm · 21 days
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Instead of sleeping yesterday my mind came up with a really silly Aftg au
Imagine everything is the same but Allison is either Aphrodite in disguise (why? And why would she come to earth to end up with the foxes of all people? Playing exy???) ( Listen I never said this would make sense just let me explain) or she is a descendant of Aphrodite in some way and therefore she can feel when people are in love. SO I'm just picturing Allison being constantly hit by the unbelievable strength of Andreil's feelings for one another. I don't know you guys this made sense last night , just the idea of Allison loving love but at some point she starts to struggle because Andrew and Neil really can't get a grip, they are so gone for each other that if Allison is in the same room as them she can't really concentrate on anything and it's getting annoying. Also she's pissed because those two little fuckers manage to look completely normal and unaffected while she's fighting for her life trying to concentrate on anything but them.
( OMG IMAGINE IF IT WAS AARON
now I'm thinking about Aaron getting cursed ( maybe by Allison??) for one reason or another to feel his brother feelings for one day and everything is going good and Andrew is being chill and unaffected until NEIL shows up and Aaron feels like his heart is actively trying to get out of his ribcage to be with him
Aaron *completely baffled by this experience*: is this what you feel everytime??
Andrew: feel? I'm sorry brother dearest but what are you talking about? I've never felt anything in my life , my chest is a void where no such thing as these ~feelings~ you're talking about can thrive
Aaron with his heart POUNDING becase Neil just smiled at Andrew: OH SO YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT GOOD TO KNOW)
( I don't know how I went from Allison being Aphrodite to Aaron learning that his brother is not only human but also a pathetic lovesick loser but that's how it is sometimes)
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aftgficrec · 6 days
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My favorite fics are soft andriel, and teen andriel.
Here’s my recs:
Raised on little light by maqicien
Falling is a lot like drowning by chaoticas_hell
This wasn’t in the prophecy (series) by Arirmis
(Account locked) Raise me up so you can watch me fall by Yes_No_ofcourse
And this last one is angst and dark but I do love it
Hiding scars under exy gear By rinz
Wow, that’s a lot of recs in one submission!  Usually we just get one or two 🤣. - S
You can find some of those fics here:
‘Raised on Little Light’ here (since updated)
‘Falling Is A Lot Like Drowning’ here (since updated)
‘Raise me up so you can watch me fall’ here (locked, now complete)
This wasn’t in the prophecy by Arirmis [Rated T/M, 73294 words, incomplete, last updated Feb 2024]
Percy Jackson AU where all of the foxes are demigods, Andrew meets Neil shortly after his mom dies, and joins him on the run instead of going back to camp. Part one spans from their first meeting to their first kiss; Part two will take place a few years later, when certain circumstances force them to return to camp, and Andrew has to deal with what he left behind, on top of their current problem. While both fics should be able to be read individually, it does make more sense if you read them in order :)
Part 1:  Cross your fingers, here we go (T, 25037 words, complete)
Millport is a horrible, dry as fuck little town in the vast nothingness of the dust hole that is Arizona, and Andrew hates it with vigor.  He has been tracking a horde of Manticores for weeks now, and isn’t that something? A half-blood having to chase after the monsters. He is starting to feel like one of Renee’s hunters, when Andrew is pretty sure the nasty scorpion-cats should want to kill him more then he wants to kill them.  Or, Andrew expected to find all sorts of things on his first quest. He didn’t expect a twitchy, blue-eyed half-blood with monsters on his heels, and he surely didn’t expect to fall in love with him.
tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced rape/non-con, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: child neglect, tw: assumed character death
Part 2: Mortal Bodies, Timeless Souls (M, 48257 words, incomplete)
„Minyard! Get your ass up and put some armor on! Abby, Greene, get the infirmary in shape, border control just spotted a motherfucking Drakon in the woods!“ As if Wymack’s order triggered it, a ear grating screech echoes all the way to the big house. The camp counselor curses. „Move it people, there are half-bloods out there that need to get to safety!“  Or, for two and a half years, Aaron has been grieving the brother he buried, only to learn now, that Andrew is very much alive. He also has a scarred little shithead in tow, that Aaron wants to punch in the face regularily. Life is fun like that.
tw: blood, tw: violence, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced rape/non-con, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: child neglect, tw: assumed character death, tw: vomit
Hiding scars (under exy gear) by rinz [Rated M, 34309 words, incomplete, last updated March 2024]
Juggling a mobster serial killer household and high school is harder than Neil had anticipated. and that goth kid on the roof really needs to mind his own business. OR a high school AU where neil and mary never run from nathan and neil meets the foxes in private high school instead.
tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: imlied/referenced torture, tw: graphic violence
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chai-and-cherries · 1 year
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aaron: ‘fine,’ he says. it’s downright aggravating. even boyd wants to slap him upside the head at this point. do you know how thick you have to be to get on boyd’s pissy side? like gordon level slow. and can i just say, as the resident pre-med specialist of the group, the amount of times josten claims he’s ‘fine’ should be listed as it’s own entry in the dsm-5. so jot that down.
andrew, nodding:
bee:
bee: so the question was how was y’alls birthday last week :/
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highkey-confused · 2 months
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do we even know how or why Nicky started playing exy
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crystalmethsthings · 2 years
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Andrew: hello womb-mate
Aaron:
Aaron: the fuck did you just call me?
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stabbyfoxandrew · 4 months
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HI HELLO MIGHT I REQUEST ARSONIST NEIL
WIP Wednesday (1/3) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 85)
His twin is quiet for a moment, doing some sort of reflection Andrew guesses. Or trying to figure out what he wants to say. It’s annoying that they share a face, let alone this annoying habit of clamming up when it’s important to speak.
“Your work’s been really dangerous recently.” Aaron finally says, looking like he’d rather be eating a box of nails. 
“I’m a firefighter. It’s always dangerous.” Andrew says.
“I know it is.” Aaron scoffs. “And I fucking care about you. Is that bad?”
Andrew blinks, takes a moment to absorb that little truth. “Let me get this right. You’re suddenly afraid I’m going to die in a fire, so you want to watch a movie about it?”
“Yes.” Aaron grits out. “Can we or not?”
Andrew stares at him for a good twenty seconds. “We can. But you better pick something good or I won’t let you in next time.”
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moonsnqil · 10 months
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yall think andrew ever sits there and for just a moment wonders what his life could have been like if tilda wasn't his mother? if him and aaron were never separated? if he was never passed through foster home after foster home? if he was never abused? never sent to juvie? never put on meds? yall think he ever grieves the person he could have been? it'd be just a fleeting thought for him.
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codename-adler · 1 year
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Hello, Andrew.
(If this isn’t Andrew then bug off. I’ll know.)
So. Hi. I’m Aaron Minyard. Your brother. Your twin brother, you know. Did you know? I didn’t know. That was some surprise. Good surprise, though. Only good. Promise.
I don’t know if you know how I found out? I was at the park, doing things, you know, doing my own thing, and some police prick kept yelling for me, only, by your name. He swore I was you. Officer Philip Higgins, at your service. Well not really, he was ready to drag me back to where you belong (I don’t know where that is). But you must know that. How he is, I mean. Not where you belong. Although you just might. I hope you know. You could help me out then.
But, uh, getting ahead of myself. Imagine I start asking you all sorts of philosophical questions and truths when we haven’t even met… Yikes… You’d probably tell me to fuck off, and I’d agree with you. So I’m not gonna do that. It’s not why I wanted to write to you anyway.
Brotherhood is what I wanted to write to you about. I woke up that day, never in a million years imagining I’d go to bed a brother. Like, I have a brother . You. You are my brother. My twin brother. And I’m yours. I don’t know who was born first (I was, I’m sure of it), but… Twins , Andrew! That’s wicked cool.
And not just that. We are IDENTICAL. ("Monozygotic" twins, it's called. Epic.) Even Higgins was fooled, and frankly astounded when he found me. His face! Although he must’ve thought the same thing about mine, and twice worse at that. I can’t really wrap my head around the fact. That there’s a whole other person, completely separate from me, that looks exactly like me nonetheless. It seems impossible. I guess it’ll only really sink in when we’ll see each other, right?
I wonder if you and I have the same teeth. Mine are alright, I think. Not exactly Colgate-worthy, but I’ve got all of them, in the right place, which is good enough for me. I never really paid attention, before. I've learned that teeth are often different, even if slightly, in sets of identical twins. I read about it in a textbook at the school library. When I found out, I mean. I don’t want you to think that I have a weird tooth fetish or something. I just really like biology.
There’s so much to a body that you don’t realize makes a body a person. How does my hair look on you? Or like, the other way around. Higgins said we have the same eyes. But to what extent? Where do yours end and mine begin? Is it in the shape? The color? The light’s reflection in them? The lashes, perhaps, or the eyebrows above? What about the eyebrows? Two bodies, side by side, exactly the same in every way, yet one is you, and one is me. Wow. It just… It never stops. My brain exploded just now. Again. Does yours do that too? Since you’ve known?
Like, imagine we have reverse parts! I mean, you know how my right half is your left, and your right half is my left? Maybe our moles are mirrored. That could be how people tell us apart. “Hey, there’s Aaron with the left-cheek mole! Not to be confused with Andrew, with the right-cheek mole!”, you know? Jeez, we can’t be that identical, can we?
Can we really?
I don't have much experience with twins. There were those Conway girls in 4th grade, not identical, just fraternal twins. They still looked a whole lot like each other. It's crazy to remember them, now. To think, that as I was fascinated by the pair of them, not only did I have my own other half, but you were so close. And I didn't even feel it. Is that bad? Is there something wrong with me? With... us? Do you think, because of what happened when we were born... because of Mom... our connection suffered? Don't tell her that. Please don't tell her that. But how? How could I not feel anything missing? I never knew, Andrew. Never once had an ounce of a doubt. No phantom limbs, no echo in my mind, no unexplainable pains nor random premonitions. You were never there. Even now, as I write to you, I really hope you'll be at the other end of my letter, because you still feel... void. Like this is all a joke my mind is playing on me. I hope you're really real. Not just a pipedream.
Maybe we can work on it. The twin "bond" thingy. Maybe you knew? Not, like, knew-knew, just... knew? Or maybe looking back on things now, you realize you knew? I'm trying to do that, to look for memories where there could have been something tipping me off, but I have a shit memory. It's so vague and fuzzy most of the time. Does that happen to you? So much for wanting to be a doctor...
So did you? Know?
I hope you did, in some kind of cosmic way, as they say. Because if you did, maybe the connection, our twin bond, isn't totally broken. We can get it back to full strength. 
If you'd like, that is.
Imagine the fucking bad luck of it all if we were those ill-fated twins of big stories, destined to be sworn enemies, and everything would have been fine if that damn policeman had just minded his own business! Ha! 
I haven't really talked about Mom or the family. I hope you're not expecting a dad, because I haven't got one of those for you. I'm sorry. I would have liked for you to have a dad. I mean, when they find your long-lost family, you hope for the whole package, right? So yeah, no dad. But we got an uncle and an aunt, and a cousin! I'll tell you about them if you want to. I'm just worried I'll scare you off if I start right away, on top of the mess I'm already telling you now. But we got time, right? I shouldn't feel rushed, I must remember that. We found each other and there's no way I'm letting go. And we'll meet soon, right? I know Mom refused the offer your foster mother gave us, but Mom doesn't have to know... Not immediately, at least. I mean, she did carry us for 9 months, but I also shared the womb with you from the beginning, so I don't know who's got priority over who... But I'm choosing to give it to you. 
I'll stop my nonsense here, now. I don't want you to start believing your newfound brother's a total nutcase. I'm not, promise. I hope you're doing okay on your end with everything that's been going on. Your foster mom seems nice. That's nice. So, yeah, again I'm really glad you're here now, and I'll be seeing you soon, yeah? Okay.
Bye now.
- Aaron
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glendover · 2 years
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I wish I could finish my aaron minyard mental breakdown fanfic but instead I add more and more plot and am now seriously contemplating making it kevaaron
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aftgficrec · 7 days
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There’s a newer author who’s recently been posting a lot of Andriel content and I live for it. Their name is BlowingYourMind
Thanks for the rec, @morgiporgie!
There are currently 6 works for Aftg available from this author on Ao3.  You can find them here.  - S
Here’s their most recently updated fic:
The difference between a minor triad and a major mistake (but maybe it’ll work out in the end.) by BlowingYourMind [Not Rated, 63267 words, incomplete, last updated March 2024]
Of course his new neighbor happened to be the same new co-worker that had spilt scalding coffee all over the front of his pants and of course his new neighbor was freakishly attractive. Maybe if Andrew was lucky, he would smother himself in his sleep tonight with his various blankets and pillows and not have to wake up the next morning. Or Andrew, a teacher at Palmetto high school in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, meets the new track coach of their school. It doesn't go well.
tw: panic attacks, tw: vomit
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lolopa1 · 8 months
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Why when I see Sugar and Spice twins out of drag all I can think of are the Twinyards.
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