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The foxhole court, chapter five

First books monsters were something really.

On an aftg reread, which is very useful to survive school these days. Currently into the kings men, i'll make more fanart cause this brings me so much joy (which - idk what it tells about my mental state). If you have suggestions on what I should draw next I'm taking em.

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im sick of thinking about them

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reading the sunshine court truly made me realize just how unbelievably fucking insane the foxes were as a team/family unit.

like wdym your coach is your star players father and didn’t know? wdym multiple people on your team have killed people??? how do multiple people on your team have mafia connections??

usc could hardly believe the ravens intentionally injured jean while the foxes were used to the ravens regularly using vandalism, kidnapping, torture, psychological warfare, and murder against their team

usc talks out their interpersonal team problems while the foxes blackmail eachother into joint therapy until they break a bros before hoes pact

the trojans have no-touch jerseys for practice while the foxes were getting punched, stabbed, choked, and suffering major bodily harm at the hands of another teammate at any given moment in the series

jeremy makes sure jean doesn’t meet the team all at once to not overwhelm him while andrew has a habit of quite literally breaking in the new members in columbia

the trojans tiptoed around and almost didn’t believe kevin’s hand injury while one of neil’s first conversations w the man is yelling “fuck you cripple, you’re a dead weight has been” in french in front of half the team

jeremy avoids cops while neil forces fbi agents to wait for him to finish eating, proceeds to blatantly lie to their faces, and then fucks off

usc would’ve thrown the semi finals match if jean hadn’t survived but seth fucking DIED and kevin and neil were only worried about how it’d affect the line up

jeremy gets furious when he finds out about grayson while neil fucking orders a hit out on him right in front of jean on a napkin over lunch

i was surprised by how hard the trojans were taking things until i remembered the foxes were just grade a crazy

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They like to gossip

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Reg calling James “Jamie” is my equivalent of cocain

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Regulus being so certain that he can't cast a patronus bc he's too bad a person

Sirius choosing to do his annual good brotherly deed and teach him how

Sirius being so certain it would be a lion or a cat and then having to try and keep a straight face and stop all his blood vessels from bursting when it's a stag

Because it could mean nothing...but he knows better than that. There is absolutely no way that's just what it always was.

And now I wanna write a oneshot about it 😭

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Neil

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REMINDER THAT NEIL WAS GOING TO RUN FROM THE BANQUET IN TRK. REMINDER THAT WHEN KEVIN REALISED WHO HE WAS NEIL WAS FIGURING OUT A PLAN ON HOW TO ESCAPE AND GET BACK TO PSU TO GET HIS MONEY AND RUN. REMINDER THAT THE ONLY REASON HE DID IT WAS BECAUSE OF ANDREW'S PROMISE TO HIM. BY THE FUCKING WAY

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Todo lo que fue de los dos son ecos de amor

(Everything left between you and me are echos of love)

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this is literally halsin and my clifford

I love wolfstar but not in the way, remus is drop dead gorgeous and sirius follows him like a puppy but rather like Remus is just some dude. That's all he is, just some average looking dude, the kind if he asks you out, you'll probably say yes because he has a great personality, not because he is conventionally good looking. He is not, at least to the rest of the world.

To sirius though, he is the most beautiful, heart hurting, clutching your chest at 3 am, kind of pretty. From his perspective, he thinks people are talking to his moony to ask him out, but they're not. No one is hitting on Remus, they are all trying to ask Sirius out, but Sirius can't believe that, to him Remus is far, far more good looking than he is.

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brat summer is over, let witch bitch autumn begin

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He was sunshine I was gay

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I was thinking about Aaron; older, his twins almost 10 or 11, and everything is… normal? His daughters get to say my daddy is a doctor or my mommy is a scientist when their teachers in school ask about their jobs. He goes to dance recitals, or little league tournaments, Katelyn bakes little cakes for the school bake sale when she has the time to do so. Most evenings he comes home to a home cooked meal, or he’s happy to hand his wife a hot plate of food when she’s finished a long shift. They have a mortgage, and bills, and insurance and a college fund for the girls - they wave to the neighbours when they pass them in the mornings, or have a beer on each others porches in the evenings. They have to water their grass. They help their kids with their homework. He’s been to therapy. He sleeps at night. He wakes up in the morning. They’re a family, and they work, and everything is normal.

One day their youngest by four minutes is having a shower in their main bathroom. He should’ve fixed the lock when he said he would. Katelyn is at work, she should be home soon - he’s in the kitchen, the radio is on behind him, the extractor fan is loud. He doesn’t pay attention to the first round of banging, leaning over the check that there was nobody knocking on their front door, and then he hears it again. Three, four solid knocks of fist on wood from the upstairs bathroom. The older of the two meets him on the stairs just in time for him to hear his youngest calling out, “dad!”

“The lock is jammed!” she yells, and Aaron tries it from the outside. Nothing - no movement, no give.

“Stand back,” Aaron says through the door. “Don’t be scared, just stand back in the tub.”

When he’s certain she’s retreated, he tries it with his shoulder first - nothing. Again with his shoulder, a hard, forceful whack - there’s a little bit of movement, but still not enough. He’s taken a step back before he’s realised what he’s doing, and aims his foot for just below the door knob. The second his heel meets splintering plywood, he hears it. The thumping against a wall, or maybe it’s just the pounding heart in his chest. As the door swings open he feels the racquet in his hands, the blood on his face, the hands in his hair.

This has been in my drafts for so long that I’ve lost where I was going with it but something something Aaron accidentally being triggered by/around his kids and having to deal with that, knowing he’s scaring them, knowing they don’t know whats happening. Aaron feeling so far away from his past but being transported back in an instant.

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"omg those are the exy monsters they're so scary"

you mean nicky? with a mortgage, husband and two kids?

neil? canonically a math nerd who enjoys cross country?

aaron? the pre-med student dating a cheerleader?

kevin? worlds first almond-mom-history-nerd?

andrew? the boundary respecting ice cream addict?

like yeah ok they've killed people but like also they have a cheese drawer so just calm down, be respectful, and don't start punching people - you'll be fine.

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its september so its basically halloween already