#saw this post and immediately had to make it about kevin and andrew sorry

[catalailas]

[ninyard]

Okay I NEED some Allison headcannons

Here’s some ideas if you need any lol:

Like how does she help Neil feel more “normal” after everything that happened? I feel like Matt, Dan, and Renee would probably walk on eggshells around him for a while, even after Nathan dies and the championship game and everything, cause now the adrenalines over and now they have to deal with the aftermath. I feel like Allison would just treat him normally. Not unkindly, but give him a sense of normalcy, yk?

favorite ice cream flavor

How does she react to Seth’s death post-aftg? How do the rest of the Foxes help her process her grief about Seth? Cause from Seth’s death to the last championship game is about 8 months, and death (especially of someone you love) doesn’t just go away like that fast ofc

Favorite brands? (She definitely owns AT LEAST once juicy couture set)

Music taste?

How do you think her relationship is with the other foxes? What are some things that she talks about and does with one person, but might not do with another?

How motherly she is with Neil. Seriously we all know she dragged this boy by the ear to the mall so she can buy him some real clothes.

Some chaotic Allison cause this bitch (affectionate) definitely has done some crazy, weird shit

Girls night with The Girls!! (And Neil, he’s an honorary member)

her friendship with Andrew (srsly i so hc them being friends..they’re both judgy rude bitches (in a good way) so there’s no way they’re not like..secretly watching shitty reality tv together)

Sorry about how long this is! Make sure to go eat and drink some water Nin :)

-💜💜✨

YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME bc now i just. want to write about them all so

I feel like Allison wouldn't tiptoe around the things Neil's been through or done. She's been straight up with him before about all of his lies and how she doesn't/didn't trust him, so I think if there's something on people's minds, she's not going to step around it or avoid the elephant in the room. If she's pissed, she'll tell him. If she doesn't understand something, she'll say it. But I think Neil would appreciate that more than knowing people are talking about him but won't just come up and ask him something themselves. It'd feel more normal if she addressed it, rather than just leaving a tension in the air/nobody feeling like they can joke about it or anything with him.

Some sort of sorbet. She used to say something like lemon, but truth be told her favourite is raspberry.

God, grief works weird. I think she cried. A lot. I think she spoke to Bee about him a lot, and I think every time she heard his name or saw his picture it was like she was finding out he was dead all over again. I think it was really, really hard for her. As much as they fought, as much as they broke up and got back together again, he was her rock. He was all she had, he knew her. She doesn't really have family to rely on, she can't call her mom or dad up to be like "My boyfriend died and it's destroying me". I think it was a very lonely time for her no matter how much the team insisted they were there for her. (I would worry about her recovery in the immediate aftermath of his death - I like to think that Abby was really looking after her for those first few weeks to keep her on track and make sure she was being safe and kind to herself)

Youre SO right with the juicy couture. That's just such a given when it comes to this series. Maybe she wore Abercrombie and Fitch too but i don't really know any other brands from 2006 oops

She's a bubblegum pop girly i think. Probably fucked with Avril Lavigne and Rihanna at the time. In my head she's a girls girl so Kylie, Britney, Fergie, P!nk and Beyonce. All the ladies like that.

I've mentioned my thoughts on her and Kevin before and how their relationship as friends develops post-TKM but as for the others. I think Dan, Matt and Nicky are the ones she's closest with, but the first one she'll call for advice is Renee. I feel like Nicky is literally like her gay best friend and they're ALWAYS arm-in-arm. If she needs someone to go shopping with it's always him. They're always bitching and gossiping. Her and Aaron aren't very close, especially considering the choking incident, but I feel like they still appreciate each other on the court and still with hug and congratulate each other when they do well. I don't know about her and Andrew either. That's a tricky one, also considering the choking thing, but I know she's also not afraid of him, either. She sees what he did for her after Seth's death, and so that have a sort of mutual respect, but I don't think they're exactly friends. I feel like her and Neil would be pretty good friends, but aren't exactly going out of their way to hang out with each other.

I LOVE how much she cares about Neil. I think he's cute to her. I think she literally wants to pinch his cheeks and cuddle him even though she knows everything about his past and what he is capable of. He has that Wesninski smile and she's like AWWWW

Like. Listen. I do feel like Allison can be NUTS. I feel like if she didn't restrain herself she's the kind of girl to key someones car for cheating on her or pop someones tyres because they catcalled her. She'd fight anyone on a night out to stick up for her friends, even if she's just about blackout drunk, she's ready to fight. I feel like she's had one of those movie moments on the court where she screams. Like you know what kind of scream I'm talking about. One of those movie girl screams. She can be a total cunt if she wants to be. But most of the time she doesn't

okay i want to write more about the last two but im trying so hard rn to clear my inbox and drafts because i feel like so many ppl think i'm ignoring them so i will leave you with these few thoughts on Allison <3

[stabbyfoxandrew]

hiii!! mafia au today?

WIP Wednesday (9/25) | Mafia Front Restaurant AU (Part 225)

The three of them arrive only minutes before Andrew. Kevin hears obnoxious rapping on the front door just as Jean is unloading grocery bags into the fridge. He can't remember what Jean is making for them today, something good. Kevin knows it'll be good. If he can keep it down. He's an exposed nerve and has been since they left the apartment. Kevin isn't even sure why. Andrew evidently isn't going to post anything about what he saw last night. And truthfully, Kevin knew that all along. Andrew isn't like that. Not really. He's a 'get in your face' type person, not a 'get on the internet' one.

So now Kevin's dreading an 'in your face' confrontation. Neil pushes past him to go answer the door and Kevin immediately goes to the kitchen's little window. He watches Neil let Andrew in and lock the door behind them before going to sit down. The two of them immediately start talking about something Kevin can't hear from here and Neil produces their deck of cards.

After that, Kevin simply can't tear himself away. He isn't sure if it's jealously or... No, he knows that's exactly what it is. He wishes he could waltz out there and strike up a conversation with Andrew as easily as Neil. But he just can't. Not after everything. So he just watches the two of them.

And, anytime Andrew smiles— which is a rare thing— Kevin is transported back to his sophomore year when Andrew was nothing but a mouthful of teeth and sharp words. After Easthaven, Andrew changed. For the better, of course. But he was quiet. Too quiet. And apathetic as a corncob. It's not like that now though. Andrew seems genuinely happy. Or at least content.

It makes Kevin happy to see him this way. Somewhere in between.

Though he's more than a bit devastated to be outside looking in, so to speak. Back at PSU, Kevin was the only one allowed past his walls. And he barely had a foot in the door! How the fuck has Neil pried the door open and climbed all the way inside? In just a few days? Is Neil really so interesting (Andrew liked interesting) or has Andrew changed a lot in the last few years? Maybe both. Definitely both.

"Mon cher?"

Kevin blinks and turns away from the window to find Jean looking at him expectantly. "Oh, sorry. Did you say something?"

Jean gives a heavy sigh. "If you want to talk to him, just go."

"I can't do that, Jean."

"You can. I'm fine with it."

"Are you?"

"Well, mostly. I want you to do what you want. I am not in charge of you," Jean pauses for a moment. "At least, not when we're standing up."

That draws a laugh from Kevin, but it turns into a sigh. "He hates me, Jean."

"He doesn't."

"He has every right to."

"If he does, he's a fool." Jean says with a shrug. "Talk to him or not, but don't obsess about it. Go out there or come to me and help with this."

After a moment's consideration, Kevin makes his choice and goes to Jean's side.

-

The rest of the day passes smoothly. Kevin learns how to (badly) peel potatoes, Jean laughs at him. Neil runs back and forth between them and Andrew. And Andrew doesn't get up from their booth until night falls and it's time to leave. Kevin watches Neil take him to the door and sighs with longing. Jean takes his hand and twirls him around. "Didn't I say not to obsess?"

"I'm not." Kevin lies.

[rikomoriyama01]

Just because the fandom ignores his role in the events is not get out of jail free card considering so much bad in this story started because if him pretty much

And no amount of .. destroying the work of his life is punishement enough " will convince me to believe him staying alive was justified choice. this this man was fucking evil this man had choices this man lived a life and then choose to destroy lives of others for his personal gain. Staying alive is always better than death no matter what he is forced to witness he is still alive and he can go past it or make own choice to kill himself.

Tetsuji in a way is worse than kengo or ichirou because unlike them - choosen to lead family empire he had a choice to live a life and not get involved with crime instead he did everything to still belong to that world

The only reason people ignore tetsujis role in this all ( acknowledge it but never care to address it .like it's cool to not care but it's just unfair to willfully ignore this man's influence on the plot and characters only because he is not on screen a lot) is because it divides responsibility for rikos wrongdoing between riko and his primary caretaker (abuser) and that's just not fashionable.

Abby is bad for not doing anything about Andrews wrong medication

Wymack is bad for enabling Kevin's alcoholism

Even though neither of them were their immediate family ( wymack had no clue this fucked up kid is his fucked up kid )

Meanawhilw Tetsuji had people killed on order created system that abuses and brainwashes people and exploited children for his personal gain then later enabled everything riko was doing because Tetsuji saw riko antagonizing foxes as beneficial to him.

Wymack allowed Andrew to carry knives and threaten people

Tetsuji allowed the same except his monster was armed in much more than pocket knife

I'm sorry this post got derailed but this is fun thought experiment

@stick-ball what would Andrew do I'd he had the amount of influence power and money riko had and no leash ?

I find it kinda funny how every annoying bitchass/causing problems for mc character in the books just died. Seth, drake, proust, Riko. Nora really had no patience or tolerance huh

[wesawbears]

I am a simple AFTG fan. I love Andrew, I love Jeremy. I think they should be friends. I write that.

Here’s my other Andrew and Jeremy friendship post, but it’s not necessary to read that first: x

--

For the most part, Andrew paid his teammates as much attention as one would give to a road sign. Enough attention to keep his job, to do what they need him to do, but he’s still not a team player, and making friends with inconsequential people is not on his immediate to-do list. 

Jeremy Knox is slightly more interesting, if only for the fact that Kevin knows him, and according to him, he’s the only other person on Andrew’s team who has a chance of making Court. What’s more, Andrew likes to know who he’s dealing with, and the urge for leverage is one instinct he didn’t leave behind with his knives.

(Okay, so maybe he’s still a little bruised at just how many secrets Neil snuck past him.)

Still, he does his research on Knox. Raised in rural SoCal, captain of the Trojans for three years. Boring. Reputation for never getting a red card. Slightly more interesting. He hopes it isn’t insufferable morality, but that remains to be seen. He thought the same of Renee initially, and found something more substantive below. He was also a curiously private person, never indulging the press with his thoughts. He did know of the rumors that he was dating Jean Moreau, which was interesting if only because of Jean and Neil’s history. 

He may not be able to take his teammates to Columbia, but he would get the answers he sought.

Conveniently, Knox was the one who he ended up rooming with for away games, seeing as he was the only one who still made the effort to speak to Andrew. The rest had clearly decided it wasn’t worth the extra effort. The first night, he learned that Knox stayed behind in order to be available to Moreau, which was an interesting confirmation if nothing else. He was tight lipped about everything else, leading to many quiet nights, which suited Andrew fine.

His next sign that Jeremy Knox might be more interesting than he appeared came near the end of the regular season. Their game was against Dallas, notorious for having an egregious number of ex-Ravens. Andrew took slightly more enjoyment than usual blasting their shots across the court, something he knew he’d get an exuberant earful from Neil about later. For now though, his sights were on the game.

It was unusual for his teams’ strikers to find themselves anywhere near Andrew, but Jeremy and one of Dallas’ dealers had managed to stay in a lock past midfield, until a hard shove sent Jeremy sprawling across the field. Andrew could see but not hear heated words exchanged once Knox stood. Andrew watched something dark and interesting flash across Knox’s face before he reeled back and decked his mark across the face.

A hush fell over the field as one by one everyone realized that Jeremy Knox was given his first red card and left the field.

Andrew leaned against the goal, face cool and unaffected, but mind moving.

--

By the time Andrew got back to the room, Jeremy was already there, and Andrew could hear his voice through the door. He stayed quiet and opted to stay outside to listen for a bit.

“I understand that...Look, I’m sorry that I worried you, and I understand where you’re coming from, but I’m not sorry for what I did...No. I’m not going to let them say whatever they want about you. Not when I know how far you’ve-...” A deep sigh. “Okay. We’ll talk tomorrow….I love you too.”

Andrew took that as a sign of the conversation’s end and headed inside. When he did, he saw Knox sitting on his bed, looking uncharacteristically annoyed. He attempted to perk up a bit when he saw Andrew.

“Hey. Sorry to keep you out of your room.”

Andrew shrugged off the apology and set his things down before sitting and looking at him. “Moreau?”

Jeremy nodded slowly, apparently surprised that Andrew was speaking to him. “Um, yeah.He was just worried after seeing the game.”

“So it was something about him that got you to crack.”

Jeremy’s jaw worked as he tried to come up with an answer to that. “Is it that surprising?”

“Be more specific.”

“That I have a temper.”

Andrew drummed his fingers against his knees. “Not surprising. Just interesting.”

“I’m happy to amuse then,” Jeremy answered, starting to turn away.

“It just means you aren’t as boring as the rest of our teammates.”

Jeremy didn’t seem to have a response to that either, so Andrew continued. “So much for those anger management classes.”

Jeremy’s mouth twisted. “Kevin wasn’t kidding. You do your research.”

Andrew waved a hand.. “It’s important to know where to push when necessary.”

“You don’t need to push. You could try asking.”

“I don’t need to ask when your motivations are so annoyingly obvious.”

Jeremy sighed. “I meant what I said when you joined. We don’t need to be enemies. Especially considering all we have in common.”

“And what would that be?”

“Well, we’re both on the wrong side of a deal we didn’t make.”

Andrew’s mouth twitched at that. “Surprised Moreau told you about that.”

“Of course he did. We’re together, so it affects me. I’d be naive to not know that I’m who they would come after if they wanted to hurt him.”

“Yet you chose him anyway.” Andrew heartily ignored the hypocrisy in his statement.

“I did. I’m too stubborn to let them tell us what we can and can’t do. At least this way I can say I didn’t run away.”

Andrew turned finally, satisfied with the answers he’d gotten tonight. He had plenty of time to learn more. 

Jeremy started turning away after a few moments of silence, only perking up when Andrew had one last thing to say.

“If you’re going to be any use, you need to learn to punch better than that.”

Jeremy smiled slightly. “Out of practice.”

Andrew hummed, effectively ending the evening’s conversation.

It was a fascinating experience for both parties.

[skunked-up-kicks]

Omg... same... I don't remember my first reaction to that kevin-andrew staring line, but like for example, it took me a while to get why Nicky warned Neil not to look too much at Kevin. And when people interpret things sexually/romantically in the fandom I'm definitely surprised, like the cigarette pack in Andrew's back pocket turned into staring at his ass etc. I did find stuff like Andrew brushing Neil's back more telling, but I didn't read every moment from a sexual attraction lense u know

I don't know if my last ask made sense but basically same sometimes im like "oh you guys think this line is about attraction. ok. i didn't know that" i feel like i learnt to see the romance/attraction in most of it bc i remember i felt like neil for the longest time -- i didn't see the signs of 'attraction' a lot of the time, though i did see more blatant flirting

lil disclaimer thingy: i understand everyone reads book differently and is coming from different perspectives, and i'm not intending to shame anyone or anything, just wanna talk about my experience reading aftg.

so, if i'm being honest... i do genuinely find it so baffling that people read certain scenes (mainly book 1 scenes) as sexual. like you mentioned the infamous 'neil sussed the twins out by which one had a cigarette packet in their back pocket' scene that people have turned into 'neil was ogling andrew's ass'. which.. neil is a respectful king and would never, okay? i hate when ppl make him into a fucking creep :// but also it's a good example of an early moment in the series that showed how observant and clever neil could be so it also makes me sad that the moment got stripped of that in favour of it being sexual :(

anyway, besides sexual clearly not being how it's intended to be read, it's also weird to me because like... my mind was not at all in the place to be reading scenes as sexual when i first read that scene.

we've just been introduced to neil not that long ago, and he's been presented to us as a traumatized teenager who's been squatting in his highschool's gym locker room, seems to have a nicotine addiction, is really anxious, has seen his mum die, and i'm also pretty sure there's lines about how lonely neil is and about how much he's grieving his mum. not that long before the cigarette-in-back-pocket scene doesn't neil have a moment at the window where he thinks "one of us has to make it mum"??

what i'm very poorly trying to explain is that, at least when i first read the books, i was really attached to neil early on and more importantly i was really protective of him. cause he's a child really... and a very hurt and distressed one at that, who's in a new and clearly unsafe environment. andrew's group is not presented in a good light early on, so i was rightfully suspicious and untrusting of them. how people can be given a character like neil in a situation like that and be playing matchmaker almost immediately is... yeah.

like... my mind wasn't in the place to be going "oooo neil thinks one of them has a nice ass!!🥴🥴"... LIKE? the scenes before certainly aren't set up in a way that's leading you down that train of thought...

it's the same as the scene where neil puts andrew's hand under his shirt, people talked about seeing that as sexual too. but andrew's been raped literally like 2 or 3 pages ago??? when i read those kinds of posts i can't help but think "how is this what's on your guys minds right now??..."

plus, when people say they saw these moments as sexual attraction they are often also implying they were thinking "maybe they'll get together". which is why i mentioned that i didn't trust andrew's group, cause i assumed everyone else felt the same, so i also assumed that like me they wouldn't be thinking of neil possibly getting with any of them... cause if you don't think they're trustworthy... why would you? i just wanted to protect neil from them ngl :') the only other character i liked at the time besides neil was wymack cause he actually showed that he cared about neil's wellbeing.

even that scene where andrew runs his fingers also neil's back, i honestly thought andrew was trying to intimidate neil... cause i didn't fucking like or trust andrew! he had non-con drugged not that long ago and i was still pissed at him and his group at the time. plus, andrew had used touching neil as a way to try and intimidate him before that so. even if i had picked up on the fact that andrew was attracted to neil from that during my first read, i wouldn't have thought they'd be getting together, or even wanted them too lol.

also because, aside from what i've said, there was also the fact neil told us he didn't swing... some scenes happened before that but most that people talk about happened after. if i'm reading a book and i'm having moments where i'm thinking maybe someone is attracted to the main character it's because i assume something might actually happen!

but i believed neil was aro/ace and so i wasn't looking for moments of neil being attracted to people, or moments of others being attracted to him. i never really bothered trying to read between the lines, it never even crossed my mind for so long... cause i had already set my mind on "neil won't end up with anyone". i only remembering it occurring to me at the "doesn't mean i wouldn't blow you" scene.

and honestly, when that happened i remember thinking something like "andrew's gonna end up getting rejected". idk? i never doubted neil was aspec, i started off thinking he was aro/ace like i said but i never went "oh he's gay", i just went "oh so he's not aro/ace but he's somewhere on the spectrum of being asexual".

and also tbh... i liked that neil never thought of things sexually. it was nice :'( and seeing his own thoughts and actions getting interpreted in that way, especially after we should have been under the assumption he wasn't interested in things like that... it rubs me the wrong way.

(i know aro/ace ppl can have relationships and/or have sex, but the way neil presented his sexuality and acted when hit on. to me, it made it seem like he was completely uninterested in either)

i can understand going back through the book after reading for the first time and being like "oh andrew's actions or words here might have been partially motivated by his attraction to neil at the time!", but through the first read? and for neil?? it's weird to me...

this is quite long so sorry bout that lol, i think i'll leave it here. it's nice to see someone else feel a similar way anyway ;^;

again, i don't think it's wrong if people read it differently. it just confuses me cause it's so different from my experience reading it and what i would expect it to be like for others

[kevindayprotectionsquad]

A little Kevin falling for skater boy Aaron for your soul

I love skater boy kevaaron so I went a little crazy and this got long! I hope it’s good, because I was actually terrified to post it lol

• It took some time for Kevin to really notice Aaron. To him, Aaron was just another backliner on his team that just happened to look like Andrew. He knew Aaron existed, but that’s about it. 

• As he gets comfortable being at Palmetto, Kevin gets comfortable walking around campus on his own. His favorite place to go is the library, and he can’t get Andrew to go with him, so it’s not like he has a choice other than going on his own.

• It’s a normal Sunday, Kevin is going to the library to catch up on his class work. He’s in a good mood, the Foxes won their game Friday, they celebrated in Columbia Saturday, and now he’s got readings to catch up on.

• He is almost to the steps at the library when something or someone collides with him. He hears a skateboard roll away, but is too distracted by who is pushing himself up off the ground. 

• “What the hell, Kevin? Watch where you’re going.” Aaron snaps at Kevin, but Kevin doesn’t hear. He just notices the way Aaron pushes his hair back out of his eyes. Has it always been that long? When did it get so blonde? 

• Aaron doesn’t stick around for Kevin to figure it out. He’s off again attempting tricks right away. Kevin tries to ignore the way his chest tightened as he watched Aaron land an ollie. He tried to write the feeling off as concern for his teammate and their season, but he knew that was a lie. 

• Kevin starts noticing Aaron more. Especially ways that Aaron is different than Andrew. Aaron’s hair is a bit longer and more unruly. Aaron wears a collection of bands on his wrist. Aaron wears more color than Andrew, and almost exclusively wears vans, whereas Andrew wears converse. Aaron is leaner than Andrew. They both lifted a fair amount, but Kevin assumed the skating ate away at the bulk. 

• He finds himself looking for the tiny blonde on a skateboard when he’s walking around campus. Sometimes Aaron will zoom past him, and Kevin can’t stop himself from watching the way Aaron leans to weave in and out of people. Aaron makes it look so easy. He stands on the board so effortlessly. Kevin finds it hard to focus on his pre-colonial America lecture after that. 

• It gets harder and harder for Kevin to burry his feelings. It’s at practice one day, watching Aaron use his jersey to wipe away the sweat running down his face after a good block against Neil, that he realizes he has a crush on Aaron. He can’t ignore the pang in his chest when he watches Aaron at practice. It’s the same pang he feels when he catches glimpses of Aaron skating around campus. 

• Kevin knows better than to act on his crush. Aaron probably doesn’t feel the same way anyways. It’s better to keep it quiet and safe, than to put it out in the world where he can get hurt. 

• He continues with this train of thought until a night at Columbia. With too many shots and vodka cranberries in his system, Kevin can’t help but stare. Aaron styled his hair, and dressed in his club clothes. He looks amazing. Kevin, in true bi fashion, can’t tear his eyes away. 

• Aaron notices and gives him an annoyed look. “What the hell is your problem, Day?”

• Kevin, drunk bi disaster, can’t help but come clean. He simply just says, “You.”

• Aaron has no idea what Kevin is going on about, and assumes it’s an insult. “Fuck off then.”

• Kevin can’t fuck off. He can’t stop himself from smiling either. Aaron is talking to him. He doesn’t want him to stop. “No no no, you don’t get it, the problem is I like you.”

• Aaron takes a few more shots before finally answering him. Kevin doesn’t notice that he’s stalling. He’s happy just watching the way Aaron downs his shots. “That sounds like a you problem.”

• Aaron doesn’t stick around after that. He gets up to drag Nicky to the dance floor, leaving Kevin to drown his feeling in more alcohol.

• Aaron avoids Kevin after the incident. He stops skating past Kevin on his way to class, and completely ignores him at practice. When Kevin is at the dorm, Aaron is not. Nicky says he’s out at the skate park most nights.

• Regret takes over Kevin. He scolds himself for knowing better and still being so stupid. Isn’t this what he was told from the beginning? It’s easier to be straight? Why couldn’t he have fallen for someone else?

• It plagues him. He knows better than to let it affect his game, but it affects everything else. He stops being able to sleep. With the help of some liquid courage, he decides to confront Aaron. He stays up waiting for Aaron to come back to the dorm. He plans what he’s going to say, getting more and more anxious as he waits.

• When Aaron finally gets back to the dorm, Kevin is more than ready for an argument or a fight. He immediately started with his (slightly drunken) speech about how he was sorry for what happened, and how it wasn’t fair for Aaron to just pretend he didn’t exist.

• What Kevin wasn’t ready for, though, was for Aaron to pull him down into a kiss.

• It was quick and shocking. Aaron didn’t stay long enough to watch Kevin’s reaction. Kevin was thankful for that, as his face was frozen is shock.

• Aaron really just did that.

• Kevin felt his heart race and all the feelings he was trying to burry came flooding back.

• Aaron really kissed him.

• Aaron went to bed that night leaving Kevin alone with his crisis. And what a crisis it was. He had no idea how this was going to change things, not only between them, but the rest of the team. He didn’t know what the kiss meant. Did Aaron think of him the same way? Was it just an experimental kiss? What if that was it?

• The next day went on like the others had, with Aaron ignoring Kevin. Kevin tried to hold it together, and tell himself that it didn’t matter. He held it together until he stopped Aaron after everyone left the locker room after afternoon practice.

• Aaron just stared up at Kevin, a challenging look in his wonderful hazel eyes. Kevin tried not to stare as he prepared himself. He wasn’t going to let himself be hurt by Aaron again. He had to know, though, “Why are you avoiding me after last night. That’s not fair.”

• Aaron wasn’t phased by Kevin’s approach, and just shrugged. “The others don’t need to know.”

• Kevin was confused all over again, and before he could ask, Aaron explained himself. “I don’t want the rest of the team to know I like you too. At least I like you right now, just wait until you piss me off.”

• Kevin needed a minute to process it. Aaron liked him back. It wasn’t a cruel trick. He just wanted privacy. Kevin could understand that.

• Aaron pushed past him, done with Kevin just standing there. “I’m going to the skate park tonight if you want to come.”

• Kevin could only manage to get out an “okay” as he watched Aaron leave the locker room. A date. He was going on a date with Aaron. He didn’t even mind it was at the skate park.

• He had to force himself to calm down before going out to join the others. Aaron didn’t want the others to know, and honestly neither did Kevin.

• As soon as they were back to the dorm, Aaron was changing into his skate clothes and grabbing his board. Kevin gave him a head start before informing the others he was going to he library.

• When he left, Aaron wasn’t in the hall or in the lobby downstairs, and Kevin briefly wondered if Aaron had gone without him. When he went outside, Aaron was leaning against the side of the building.

• Kevin let himself stare at the way Aaron’s arms were crossed over his chest, and how the evening sun turned his blonde hair gold. He let himself think about how lucky he is that Aaron is giving him a chance.

• Aaron didn’t say anything when Kevin joined him, but he picked up his board and walked with Kevin. It was a quiet walk to the skate park. Kevin felt like he should say something, but he didn’t want to scare Aaron off.

• When they got to the skate park, it was Aaron who broke the silence. He dropped his board to the ground, and used his foot to stop it from rolling off. He looked up at Kevin and simply asked, “Do you know how to?”

• Kevin looked between the board and Aaron’s face. He didn’t expect Kevin to get on it did he? “No.”

• Aaron gave Kevin a quick small smile, and Kevin felt his heart flutter.

• “I’ll teach you.” Aaron got on his board and gave Kevin a short rundown on how to get the board moving, how to stand on it, and how to steer. Kevin couldn’t focus on what he was saying, he was too busy watching how effortlessly Aaron maneuvered the board.

• There was no Kevin was getting on the board.

• Or so he thought. When Aaron came back to him and offered him the board, Kevin couldn’t say no. He put one foot on and held his arms out for balance. It was harder than he thought to force himself to put his other foot up. He didn’t want to lose balance and get hurt. It was the middle of the season, the Foxes couldn’t afford to lose him to a stupid injury.

• Aaron seemed to have read his mind, and rolled his eyes at Kevin. “Here,” he offered his hands out for Kevin to grab onto for balance.

• Kevin hesitated for a moment before grabbing on to him. It would be more embarrassing to fall than it would be to just hold on. Goosebumps raised on his arms as Aaron secured his grip around Kevin’s hand.

• Aaron pulled Kevin and the board slowly around the park, Kevin silently panicking over both the chances of falling and the fact Aaron was holding his hands.

• Kevin finally stepped off the board, telling Aaron he wanted to see him skate. Aaron was happy take over.

• Kevin didn’t realize how terrifying it would be to watch Aaron really skate. He realized what he saw Aaron do around campus was nothing compared to this. This was Aaron stopping at nothing to get better. It didn’t matter how many times he hit the ground, or how many time he bailed, Aaron was back up to try again.

•Kevin couldn’t help but admire him. It was amazing to see Aaron try so hard and care so much about something. Kevin had previously thought Aaron had nothing he cared about. He treated exy like a chore. It was just something he had to do to be at school. But just like Kevin had exy, Aaron had skateboarding.

• A loud “Oh fuck me!” broke Kevin from his thoughts. Aaron was on the ground, board rolling away from him. Kevin had seen Aaron hit the ground enough that night to not immediately worry, but he was taking a little too long to get up.

• Kevin’s heart raced as he made his way over to check on Aaron. He hoped he wasn’t hurt. He could afford to lose his backliner.

• “Did I scare you?” Aaron asked him with a smirk, already sitting up.

•Kevin forced himself calm as he kneeled and glared at him. “Yes, asshole. I thought you wouldn’t be able to play.”

• Aaron just rolled his eyes and pulled Kevin down, “Typical,” he said as he kissed Kevin.

[fallingin-like]

november 17

above the clouds by @gluupor​ [requested by @fuzzballsheltiepants]

see which other fics i’m reviewing this month! / my review request post! 

this is an absolutely amazing fic that features airships, android!neil, and fantastic world-building. it’s a really fun and adventurous read, but still contains enough angst to break your heart. if you haven’t read this yet, drop everything and read it now. if you have read it, read it again.

okay i enjoyed this fic so much that i cannot put it in words. i remember when i first read it, i always get so excited when i see that you’ve posted and i read it in an hour, the time passing by so quickly. i couldn’t pull myself away and was reluctant to go back to real life after i finished reading. all your characters are so entertaining and as always, are integrated so nicely into this au.

things that stood out to me:

”over the khazak grass plains, year 1424 new era (ne), january” i just think that this adds a lot to the story so efficiently. we have a location and time and i just feel like this sort of title/header establishes a tone (makes me feel a steampunk/sci-fi kind of vibe). i’d be interested in how you came up with which locations and years to use?

”andrew shut off the engines and revelled in the silence. he could still hear the mechanical noises that resulted from keeping the gasbag at the appropriate pressure to maintain their altitude, but it was as quiet as it got aboard an airship.” i love this, mostly because i can relate to it? i’m really used to driving with music on, but lately i’ve been turning off the radio and driving in silence which is a really interesting experience, especially since i drive an electric car for work which is really quiet most of the time. also it introduces us to the airship!

”neil would eventually man the flight deck for night watch as he didn’t require any sleep” i am immediately invested in this version of neil and want to know EVERYTHING that he is capable of doing

andrew is wearing a scarf that nicky knitted for him!!! that is adorable! both nicky doing this for andrew, but also andrew wearing it!

your description of the monster is amazing. i would love to explore it. on the ground though (i am afraid of heights and not as brave as andrew lol) i saw that you were inspired by the mortal engine series and i can definitely see aspects of this both here and in later portions of the fic although i only watched the movie which was… interesting haha. were there any other sources of inspiration? i found that this reminds me a little of the films ‘alita, battle angel’, and a little bit of ‘castle in the sky’ as well

having little glowing things in their lamps instead of fire? woah that’s so cool

”neil was futzing around inside it with a tiny screwdriver” LOVE the word futzing. i’ve not heard it before, but it feels right. also it’s kind of cute that they are all helping each other out on the ship

algae bricks and beetle bricks? do they just,,, bite into it? because that feels so chaotic to me. lol mix into water and make it into mush? i am currently very grateful for the food i have

”jealous, aaron? don’t worry; i’ll come service you once i’ve got andrew settled tonight.” NEIL, YOU’RE GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME

”’better do it in the reclaimer,’ said kevin, taking him literally. ‘we need to preserve water if we’re headed to palmetto before our next resupply.’” one of the many things that i love about your writing is your amazing characterization of mr kevin day. what a legend 

”he wasn’t entirely sure why he wasn’t telling the others about wymack’s summons; there was something about it that put him on edge and he wanted to keep it to himself for now.” oh nO this is bad news!! you did a great job of introducing this undercurrent of worry into a scene that had just been so light and funny

“‘yes, i did,’ said andrew, keeping his voice steady. ‘last week before we headed into the plains.’” my stomach dropped at this point, memory problems are always so scary because it’s so hard to tell what the source of the problem is. andrew’s calmness is directly contrasting this, but it feels like it takes effort which is even scarier!

”andrew had spent his childhood shutting down any emotions. they’d been a liability in the type of life he’d led” and ”he had been destined for a short life with a brutal end. sometimes that seemed preferable to how much caring about other people could hurt. he often cursed those responsible for how his life had changed” ahhh this is so sad, but also really soft? because he’s come so far? and he’s opened himself up and let himself be vulnerable by caring

hearing the backstory of the twins is so interesting to me, you do a great job at both establishing this world that these characters are living in and how they fit in with it

”andrew was left with little choice but to do something nice to shut him up” i think this is one of the most andrew-like sentences to be ever written haha

”by all rights he should have died in the slums, but instead-and andrew was never sure exactly how he’d done it-he’d attached himself to andrew and aaron, like a barnacle that they couldn’t remove and grudgingly came to care about” cute!!! the tone is really andrew-like too

woah all these languages are pretty cool! i like the idea of having a common trading language, and the idea of having mandonese and spanglish is interesting.

”that seedy is mine” I DIDN’T UNDERSTAND THIS AT FIRST BUT THIS IS SO FUNNY. lowkey reminds me of the lego movie haha. also seems fitting of kevin to collect ancient artifacts, even if he doesn’t really know what they do

ANDREW AND AARON AS GANG LEADERS YES PLEASE. i absolutely love it when people have such a great reputation. very exciting to hear that drake is not going to be an issue in this fic!!! wait a second… andrew and aaron were 16? so small!

hmmm i am interested how kevin got stuck in shanghai?

bad news that wymack is asking neil to stay on the ship. all this mystery and hiding is making me feel like things are not looking so good

”he’d forgotten again that it was bee whom andrew wanted him to see” NOOOOO

ohmygoodness the usbee. do they pronounce it uzz-bee? because that’s definitely how i picture them saying it and it is so funny to me. 

”i informed you that people are after you because i actually care about what happens to you, you miserable little gremlin” i really can never say it enough, but i love the way you use affectionate insults like this so so much.

”’oh, you know,’ said andrew idly, ‘those that slay together slay together.’” NO BIG DEAL. 

”a nobody who got the drop on you. better luck next time” NEIL I KNOW THAT YOU REALLY CAN’T HELP IT BUT PLEASE CONTROL YOURSELF AROUND SOMEONE WHO YOU KNOW IS SO DANGEROUS

”’this time, it was eavesdropping,’ said neil brightly” he’s so enthusiastic!! cute!!

”how do you travel now?” i am also interested in this!! for all i know, he just slides through shadows and pops up wherever andrew is haha

”neil flicked his fingers dismissively. andrew’s eyes narrowed at the performance. he wasn’t this dramatic, was he?” i am very sorry to break it to you, but andrew minyard you are one of the most dramatic people ever

ooooh dang neil is good. does his android body not process poison? also where did he get the knowledge that andrew was going to be set up anyway?

”within a few hours neil had forgotten the whole conversation, but he retained the knowledge that andrew had forced him to see bee and wasn’t happy about it” noooo why is this happening, it’s so heartbreaking to see neil forgetting things (also feels extra-bad because alzheimer’s runs in my family and this could definitely be me in the future which is Scary) and i Hate when andrew and neil are fighting because andrew is just trying to take care of neil!!! ;-;

”mickey, the mouse-shaped god of old america” OHMYGOODNESS

as startling it must have been to andrew, hearing about the moriyamas previously owning neil, i’m curious what was going through neil’s mind during this conversation. it must be so disorienting, not remembering your past. all of a sudden, you just started existing

”’shoot them. escape on the monster,’ said andrew. that was their usual plan for hostility they didn’t want to deal with.” i mean, i guess that’s a pretty solid plan. LOL

ohmygoodness katelyn also having red hair and blue eyes? “andrew always pretended not to notice that he and aaron had suspiciously similar taste in people, gender notwithstanding” LOLOL

”neil’s tension was ratcheting higher the longer they stayed in the region, something which he wouldn’t explain to andrew’s satisfaction.” ahhhh we! need! better! communication! what is neil hiding?

I HATE THAT NATHAN IS GOOD AT ACTING. YOU MAKE ME WANT TO BELIEVE HIM SO BAD EVEN THOUGH I KNOW HE’S LIKE SUPER SUPER EVIL AND IS GOING TO HURT EVERYONE NEIL AND ANDREW KNOW. 

thank you andrew for knowing better and for always thinking ahead. i feel like i can really trust you to take care of neil (and you, gluupor to take care of these characters even if sometimes you break my heart while doing so)

andrew: mawp mawp mawp mawp mawp mawp (LOVE THIS)

”wymack had always said it was because andrew had a death wish but it was really just because he liked going fast” this is really cute! both in this fic and in the series, andrew is like this and he had so little enjoyment as a child, was forced to grow up so quickly, and i’m grateful that he gets to have these little things

”’’M not,’ muttered andrew, too hot to put any effort into lying” so cute!!!

”stop and take a look? sure, why not? i don’t think we’ve got anything else pressing taking up our time right now” I CANNOT GET OVER HOW FUNNY THIS FIC IS

”’old news,’ said aaron. ‘we’ve moved on. now we’ve decided to crash into the sea’” it turns out that sometimes i actually really like aaron! now is one of those times.

oh my goodness, neil speaking only spanglish and BITING. “neil spat several curses at him before literally spitting as well” the scary thing is, this is still in character for neil haha

that’s so sweet of wymack to give andrew his ship!! ahh he’s such a soft character and i’m glad that all the foxes have someone who is taking care of them

what a beautiful way to wrap up this fic! also i feel strangely glad that nathan wasn’t actually the one to invent the tech needed to create neil. he’s too gross and evil to create such an intricate and wonderful person like neil.

BURIED IN ASH FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS WHAT

WAIT VALLEY OF SILICA LOL

oh dang yellowstone supervolcano. i’ve learned a tiny tiny bit about that and it’s actually pretty scary thinking about the consequences of it erupting and also knowing there is basically nothing we can do to stop that from happening and also very little we can do to predict it

andrew and neil are so so cute ahhh

also quick shoutout to the amazing art featured in this fic! so beautiful.

i love the flashbacks that you include. they provide valuable information and understanding of how the characters have developed, but it also gives a bit of a break from the intensity of the main plot. we get a little time to breathe and recover.

as the story travelled to different areas of the world, it was really interesting to see how you included history into it. i think my favourite story was the volcano and the ash-winter that followed. kind of scary to think of the possibility of that actually happening, because even though we have pretty cool tech, i don’t think things would go well. you do such a great job with your world-building, i never found myself confused about what was happening, the geography of it, the new tech, and the politics. i loved how you were able to smoothly include canon events/characters/things and have it work so well within this au.your descriptions are so so good and make this fic really immersive, i feel like i’m experiencing them with the characters.

definitely one of my favourite things about your writing is how you consistently do such an amazing job of incorporating humour and little character quirks into the fic. it really shows how much skill and talent you have because it’s always effortless and reads so easily. it fits well with the characterization and tone of your fics. i will forever be a fan of your dialogue and all the interactions between everyone seemed so realistic.

i’m continually impressed by your consistently marvelous storytelling. you manage to captivate me no matter what subject you choose. thank you so much for writing this!!

[luci-cunt]

👀👀 I am sending this again very specifically because I want to see Neil throw flowerpots at Andrew sorry not sorry

k;asd XDD <33

Ask and ye shall receive:

(btw in this au Neil and his mother were mechanics for the Moriyama’s who use robots that look like them called “Avatars” to cause mayhem in the “Wasteland” which is just the U.S post-nuclear destruction. The U.S keeps telling the public no one survived the fallout, except people in the middle of the U.S did and are now basically the NPC’s in Westworld. Rn Neil’s stuck in a tower in the Wastelands doing matinence for the Moriyama Avatars, except Riko’s the only one anymore. idk if that makes sense, if it doesn’t just enjoy pot throwing XD) Also I just dumped the whole segment in here, it’s like 1k so watch out XD.

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Two days after Riko’s visit Nathaniel was running on the treadmill when he heard voices. 

He ignored them at first, since curious scavengers and survivors weren’t uncommon. Usually they’d pick their way around the building until they realized there was no way to get in or spot the MORIYAMA PROPERTY sign. 

But then Nathaniel heard the electronic whine of a saw starting up, and he jumped off his treadmill, grabbing for a weapon–a heavy wrench–and carefully made his way towards the sound. 

It was coming from his kitchen, on the wall behind it, and while it was muffled Neil strained to listen to what they were saying. The saw cut off sharply, and then started again, before turning off, like whoever was using it didn’t know how to use a button. 

“…know how to use that?” one voice said, Neil thought he heard a scoff. 

“Of course I do, I’m not an idiot,” a second voice said. The first voice sounded feminine, while the second was male, and oddly familiar. “For the record–” the second voice said, starting the saw back up, “–I think this is a terrible idea.” 

And then Nathaniel heard the saw pierce through the metal of his walls. 

He froze, listening as the saw cut a hole in his prison. No one had ever broken in before, no one had the guts to. So whoever these people were, they were either stupid or powerful. Nathaniel wasn’t sure which he preferred. 

Suddenly there was a loud clatter and a curse, Nathaniel jumped at the noise.

“We’re breaking in through the fridge?” the first voice said incredulously, and Nathaniel blinked at his fridge door. 

“It used to be an exit, they just put a fridge in where the door was, so it’s the weakest point,” the second voice explained impatiently. 

Nathaniel heard the clattering of them removing all his food and shelves and dumping it next to the building so they could enter, and in a moment of panic he braced himself against the door to stop them.

“After you sir,” the first voice said mockingly. “Oh, right, or after you, ass,” she added, sounding bitter. 

Three people? 

Nathaniel felt someone push on the door. 

“Come on Monster, open it up,” the woman said, and the ‘Monster’ pushed again, Neil pressed himself against the door harder. “Is it locked?” 

“It shouldn’t be,” the man said.

“Then why is it not opening?” a third voice said, this one closest to Nathaniel. 

“I don’t know! It should just open, it’s a fridge,” the man said, “Just–push harder, maybe there’s something in the way,” he added. 

“Or you could use that handy little saw we brought,” the Monster said dryly. Nathaniel’s heart started pounding. Fuck.

“Oh right, yeah, I’ll do that,” the man said, his voice coming closer as Nathaniel hear the saw start up. He bolted before it even touched the door though, and the fridge crashed open, spilling three people into his tower. They all cursed and one of them fumbled to turn off a saw, but Nathaniel barely looked at them, too busy bolting for the ladder to the second floor. He got about five steps before he heard someone on his tail, and he pressed himself to go faster, jumping for the ladder. Right as he started to climb through the hole someone grabbed Nathaniel’s ankle, yanking him back downstairs. His arms hit the second storey floor, knocking the breath out of him and he scrambled to hold on to something, kicking at whoever was holding him. 

His foot finally caught something, and the hand disappeared with a curse, Nathaniel clawed his way up and nearly collapsed as he put pressure on his ankle. He hissed, and quickly looked around for some kind of cover to block the open entrance. There was nothing besides plants though, and when Nathaniel looked back he saw a blond head poking its way up from the top of the ladder. On instinct he threw his wrench at the man, who barely managed to dodge it. Nathaniel scrambled up and dragged himself into the back of the room and grabbed a potted plant, when the man’s head popped up again he threw the plant and heard it crash to the floor. 

“Hey what’s–fuck!” the woman’s voice called, interrupted by Nathaniel throwing another pot down. The blond head appeared again, but this time when Nathaniel threw the pot a hand darted up, batting the plant aside so it smashed on the ground next to the opening. 

Panic filled Nathaniel’s body and he just grabbed a pot again to throw, but before he could the man was across the room, he snatched the pot away from Nathaniel and smashed it on the floor. 

“How about you stop that?” he said, voice dripping with barely contained anger. Nathaniel gulped, but managed a scowl. 

“Fuck you,” he hissed, punching the man’s chest. It wasn’t a very good punch, but it seemed to shock the man enough for Nathaniel to be able to bolt around him, all but diving for the door. He didn’t make it very far though, because the man just grabbed the back of Nathaniel’s shirt and slammed him back against the wall. Nathaniel wheezed, his vision swimming as his head bounced against the wall behind him. 

“Who are you?” the man asked, his voice sounding echoey.

“Concussed,” Nathaniel said, trying to blink away the silvery splotches dotting his view. The man was short, surprisingly short, leaving Nathaniel only a few inches taller. He had short hair and hazel eyes that burned where they were boring into Neil. He was wearing all black, with a pair of armbands around his forearms. 

“I said who smartass,” the man said, and suddenly Nathaniel felt a knife pressed to his throat, he almost laughed, but before he could answer the other two members of the mans group caught up to them and were standing behind the man. 

“Christ–Andrew who the hell is that?” the woman asked, she had dark skin and hair about as short as the man’s, but it was curlier. Her face was wrinkled in confusion and she was holding a massive looking machete. 

“Nathaniel?” Nathaniel’s head snapped over to where he suddenly spotted Kevin Day, standing behind the woman. His face looked pale, the 2 tattooed on his cheek stark against the white skin and green eyes wide in fear. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Nathaniel snarled, he couldn’t help it. Bitterness filled him, clashing with the panic. 

“I–” Kevin started, but he was interrupted. 

“Kevin who is this?” the man holding Nathaniel asked, Nathaniel turned his scowl back on that man. 

“It’s–it’s–Nathaniel, he helped me–” Kevin paused, his eyes glazing slightly as he probably relived the memory, “He helped me escape, I thought you–” Kevin stammered, Nathaniel laughed. 

“What? Thought I escaped too? Died? What did you think Kevin?” he snapped, Kevin flinched at his words. 

“I’m sorry I–”

“Shut up,” Nathaniel and the man with the knife said at the same time. Then they glared at each other for it. The man pressed the knife harder to Nathaniel’s neck, and Nathaniel had to force himself not to gulp. 

“Tell me who you are, and what you’re doing with the Moriyama’s,” the man demanded, and Nathaniel smiled at him. 

“Why do you want to know? If you know this is Moriyama property then you’re all either idiots, or powerful enough to know what I do,” Nathaniel said, it made the man’s eyes narrow on him. Either these were a bunch of scavengers looking to cash in on what they probably thought was some kind of storehouse, or they were powerful enough to know about Avatars are and were looking to get their hands on the tech.

“Andrew you shouldn’t–” Kevin tried, but Andrew–apparently–didn’t listen to him.

“Here’s what I think, Nathaniel, I think you’re an Avatar mechanic for the Moriyamas, I also think you must be pretty important since they kept you around even though you helped out Kevin,” Andrew said. So then a bit of both. Neil glared at Kevin over his shoulder.

“You told them?” he hissed, Kevin flinched. 

There was only one law that was actually enforced for Avatars, and that was no Wastelanders could know about Avatars. Hence the fake blood in the skin and Nathaniel faking Riko’s wound. If Wastelanders figured out about the Avatars, it would ruin their simulation, and then the corporation who’d made them would get less money. So anyone who let the secret spill was immediately banned from using an Avatar. 

Kevin–while immune from being punished himself, since he wasn’t in an Avatar and didn’t want to use them–was Moriyama responsibility, so by him spilling the secret, it could get the Moriyama’s in hot water, which wouldn’t be good for anyone. 

“I had to, Riko was coming after them because of me, they needed to know.”

“Hey, we were talking,” Andrew said suddenly, reminding Nathaniel of the knife at his throat. 

“What do you want?” Nathaniel hissed, Andrew shrugged. 

“Usually? Nothing, now? To piss Riko off,” he said, Nathaniel’s stomach knotted itself as he started connecting the dots. 

“So go tell him his hair’s parted weird,” Nathaniel said, hoping Andrew wasn’t thinking the same thing he was. Though, from the cold smile spreading across his face, Nathaniel didn’t feel so lucky.

“Or, we could steal his favorite mechanic.”

Shit.

[operationoverdrive]

power morphicon diary (2018)

twitter thread with pics and such ✨✨✨

now to recap the greatest weekend of my life:

brennan mejia (tyer, dino charge red)

the first ranger i met, his line was always really long i love my relevant king. i was shaking and speechless pearl had to speak for me, she told him i loved all latinx rangers and he said “good!”. he told us everyone got to keep 8 items from the set and he kept his energem, tyler’s boots, his dad’s bracelet, tyler’s red puffy vest (for me ofc), and other stuff idr because he was so beautiful i was physically unable to breathe. 

later kat was reminiscing and said “i can’t believe azim had a mental breakdown because of us” and we turned the corner and a voice said “azim had a mental breakdown” GUESS WHO IT WAS! we all screamed, kat ran back around the corner but we all did end up in the elevator together and he was very chill even tho we were all wrecks

selwyn ward (tj, turbo red/in space blue)

idr planning to get a pic with selwyn but he has a magnetic forcefield that draws people to him and no one was in his line so he talked to us for a while and asked if we preferred turbo or space and which episode was our fave and he actually remembered the plot of mine (the curve ball). he was tight-lipped when we asked if he was in the anniversary even tho we pointed out a pic of him and chrysti was posted (BY HIM), it was so adorable he was squirming so much. 

later we saw him while waiting for our car and we SCREAMED and he rushed right over and gave us all hugs and told us to make sure to come see him (he corrected himself when he saw pearl and remembered we’d already been)

brandon jay mclaren (jack, spd red)

i asked him to sign a marriage license and he almost died laughing, he was so happy. fyi he has never been proposed to by a fan before so @everyone in the world i need you to step it the fuck up

jorge vargas / adam tuominen (blake and hunter, ninja storm navy and crimson)

my first sighting of them was while we were waiting for our tickets and they were going to check in, as soon as i recognized jorge i screamed my lungs out and he was utterly bewildered but he waved while adam was living for it. everyone around me looked at me like we did NOT just see the actors of our generation and i chastised them all for failing at life. when they came back around jorge had his phone out to film the crowd and i screamed even louder and he waved really big and BLEW A KISS IN MY DIRECTION AND I ASCENDED TO HEAVEN

when i finally was able to meet them to take pics pearl had to drag me over and she immediately let jorge know i was his biggest fan and was the girl who shrieked every time she saw him. he came right around and gave me a big hug!!!! i couldn’t really talk to him for long nor do i remember what we talked about because i mean how do you hold yourself together in front of someone that means so much to you??? YOU DON’T THAT’S HOW!

it was easier to talk to adam bc i could actually remember how to breathe. he told us jorge was the second oldest in the cast even tho he was supposed to be hunter’s baby brother so it was a strange contradiction but he loved playing an older brother. he said he and jorge hung out just the two of them alot to strengthen their bond (i asked if they got drunk together and he laughed and said “well i wasn’t gonna say it but yes”. i told him hunter was a pink ranger and he laughed and said “Yea first male pink ranger!!!”

i saw them again when we were in line for the atm and this time they definitely recognized me and waved really big i love those thunder punks

megaforce panel

this was the only panel i went to bc pr fans don’t know how to act so they’re all boring or frustrating but thankfully the megacast is charming as hell and made every second entertaining and engaging

andrew and christina were late but when christina walked in i guess we screamed really loud because when she asked if we missed her john mark said “yes the christina masterson fan club is right there” and pointed to our group in the crowd

some fan asked them about the vrak is back two parter and the entire cast was like scrambling to remember if that was even an episode of their series, azim started talking about fight scenes and crates and confused vrak with vekar so i decided to yell that its the episode where robo knight dies and cameron was like “that must’ve been an episode my morpher was coincidentally turned off” and i was like “no you dummy you were kidnapped! orion was sleeping beauty!!” and he cracked up. john mark told me to calm down.

i asked christina if she prepared or studied anything about photography since emma is very passionate about it and she said her boyfriend at the time was a photographer and she was a model so she knew some basics and became a photographer herself

tracy lynn cruz (ashley, turbo/in space yellow)

even tho we were second in line we had to wait FOREVER bc some dude kept asking her about monsters. we ended up talking to her son who was helping with her booth and he was really nice! her husband was also there and wearing her merch it was so cute! i told tracy she needed to start a fashion line based on ashley’s wardrobe and when i almost forgot my debit card she told me “oh wait i can use this to start my fashion business”

davi santos (ivan, dino charge gold)

quite possible my favorite interaction of the entire con??? we approached him right as he arrived so we were the first to meet him! pearl and i were basically gushing as soon as we made it to the table and he was so confused bc we kept talking at the same time. i congratulated him on the new show and he said he hopes we all enjoy it. his booth was so cute, he was selling energems but the signs specifically said “zandarian energems” and his sign advertising his social media said “thine twitter, thine instagram, thine facebook” bc he’s a fucking NERD. he let me wear his jacket which was real and from the show, specifically from the episode sync or swim where they made a bunch of replica’s bc of the scene where they have to ruin it. he also kept his glasses on bc i asked him if we could be glasses twins and did ivan’s famed duck mouth selfie with me. then he hugged me and i died

azim rizk (jake, megaforce black/super mega green)

he recognized us as soon as we approached his booth and said he noticed our little “cluster” because we were so loud at the panel dkhgfmdg. he was literally the easiest person to talk to i could’ve spent all day talking about megaforce and how much i love it with just him. he was selling jake pins for FIVE DOLLARS and i told him to raise his prices bc he is hashtag worth it and also to make jake hoodies (he was wearing his one from the show!) and sell them and we would all be his investors. we were holding each other for the pic and he looked right at me and his face was really close so i screamed “omhy god don’t look at me” and he was like “oh sorry” so yea gia moran found dead in a ditch

the second time we saw him pearl recapped here

at one point when we were chilling behind his booth cameron was like ??? and i was like “we’re his security team please don’t look him directly in the eye” and he laughed. azim literally could not stop hugging us he was so cuddly and soft!!!!!!! he also told us he brought his spandex with him and if it would be Too Much if he put them on and were like no bitch that would be the best thing ever why is no one else doing it, but then i called him a nerd when he actually ended up wearing it just bc we told him too and he was like “Yes.”

christina The Main Event masterson (emma, megaforce/super mega pink)

my darling my angel my being of light the sweetest human to ever live, she was so kind and easygoing but the first time i met her i could not speak. the first time my brain turned to slime so i think all i told her was that emma was my favorite ranger of all time and i loved her so much and pearl brought up all the times emma kicked ass and i think i interjected with “the halloween baking episode!” and she said she didn’t like that episode bc emma didn’t get to dress up. pearl asked what emma would’ve been and she said a monarch butterfly we stan an intellectual

i took a second pic with her bc i am That Emma Stan aka i bought a child-sized megaforce pink t-shirt and squeezed into it just for the aesthetic. i was better about speaking this time and told her i loved her syfy movies truth or dare but how dare she make me watch her awful death scene, she told me her dad also hated that scene but we talked about how we loved that her character chose to take her destiny into her own hands. when i brought up zombie shark she cringed a little but i told her i thought it was a fun movie and she said she loved playing a shark. i asked if she got tips from john mark since he’s a shark ranger and she said “as if”, she and ciara had also commandeered all the boys’ helmets for some reason it was adorable. i told her the girls rightfully owned them anyway and she smiled. they were so many babies in line for the girls and they kept calling them by their character names it was the most heartwarming thing ever to hear a small child squeak out “hey gia!” I LVOE POWER RANGERS MEGAFROCE

hector david jr. (mike, samurai green)

first saw him at the valet and kat is the one who pointed him out like “He....” and we all started screaming and as he gains life from such activities he immediately rushed over and gave us all a huge group hug bc he is an angel sent from heaven

he was announced like one hour before the con so they literally just shoved him into najee’s booth it was so funny bc all the merch was blue ranger (i got a kevin t-shirt!) and hector’s one green ranger helmet. i told hector to sell me the shirt off his back and he said he’d think about it since it matched my outfit kdnhnkd. he kept doing flips and jumping over the table bc he’s part grasshopper i guess. when kat took her picture we had to wait while he did a flip and kat asked najee what was up with him and najee was like “thats just hector” lmao. i asked hector why he and brittany were the only rangers that didn’t get an intro scene where their helmets flashed and he said it all just boiled down to the writing but that we haven’t seen the last of mike and he wants to come as a villain so i’m like 👀🔍📝 noted. when we took our pic i l layed my head on his shoulder and he said “my prom date right here” and morphicon became little mix’s love me like you mv as he also agreed to be ben’s prom date i love hector david jr with all my heart. again SO MANY BABIES IN LINE FOR THE SAMURAI RANGERS!!! the kid ahead of us asked if the samurizer that najee had was real or was it a toy CHILDREN ARE OUR FUTURE

anna hutchison (lily, jungle fury yellow)

while in line for the atm we saw her entering and i screamed “we love you anna!” and she waved and smiled at us she’s so ethereal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! kat and i were the first (paying) people in line, she had lily figurines all over her table i love jungle fury’s number one stan. she is literally the sweetest person ever and so engaging. kat told her it was an absolute power move that she wore red instead of yellow and anna said she did it so she could lead the morph for once, i told her that lily could absolutely lead in yellow just fine and she laughed and agreed. when we were taking our pic kat mentioned how i didn’t like how some of my previous pics had turned out and anna said she’d wait until i signed off on them and we could retake them if i didn’t like them QUEEN OF CHARITY!! her handler was...really bad and the pics came out all shaky as soon as we saw them she and i exchanged looks and anna was like “uh yeah let’s try again” i still didn’t like how they came out but i stayed quiet the second time bc i was grateful enough to be in the presence of a literal heavenly being. she asked what other parts of the convention we were looking forward too and i told her she was the main event because we had been waiting for her all day and she hugged me!!! blonde yellow rangers respect ur leader

andrew gray (troy, megaforce/super mega red)

this man printed out an article that explained why super megaforce was the strongest team in power rangers history and cited it during the panel fuck everyone else i RESPECT HIM. when we came up to his booth i picked up the article and said he should have it on display and he told me i could keep the paper copy because he had A PRESERVED DISPLAY COPY ANDREW LOVES MEGAFORCE MORE THAN ANYONE. he was also the epitome of beauty and has the most intense nature about him so it was hard to think of things to say. i just told him i loved troy and he said “that’s cool man”, a chill legend. when we did our photo op he kept trying to talk to us and asked to see how the pic turned out a few times but my mouth just could not form words around him, years of academy training wasted.

katrina browne / katrina devine (marah and kapri, ninja storm)

literally the most excited and affectionate ladies at the con they were so happy to talk to people i told them that marah and kapri were the greatest villainesses of all time. they were so adorable and didn’t know what i was talking about when i said “let’s do the charlie’s angels pose!” so i had to show them. it was their first con and i asked them to please come back and they said it was so much fun so they really wanted to!

jack guzman (danny, wild force black)

he made a Comment and had me like ..........................give me my money back, but i got a cool danny jacket and i love it and i love danny delgado what’s a jock gizmo

mike ginn / li ming hu (gem and gemma, rpm silver and gold)

APPARENTLY my snake friends told mike ginn about me and how much i loved gem and gemma and how excited i was to meet them but that i was really shy around my faves so when he came over to take the pic and i told him my name he was like “omg you’re shy tabby!” and i immediately died. he kept trying to tell me it was okay and i was just giggling so much and trying to fake run away and li ming told mike to stop embarrassing me it was so cute. he asked for a hug to calm me down and he was so gentle i love him.

later when kat and i walked past mike’s booth he yelled “hey there’s tabby!” I HATE HMI SO MCUH WHY IS HE LIEK THIS

karan ashley (aisha, mmpr yellow)

she was selling so much merch we stan an entrepreneurial queen. i told her that i stan all mexican rangers and she said “yes i love that!”. she hugged me and told me that she loved that i was Ready with my cute pose and i told her it’s bc she emits cuteness energy and i thrived off of it but she said it came from me so i guess you could say we’re dating

other sightings

mike chat (chad, lightspeed blue): was hanging out at the beast morphers unveiling and i saw him and was like....,,,,,.,.,.oh myog do........ITC HAD!!!!!!!! but he had like a ring of handlers around him and the panel was going on and he wasn’t there as an official guest (he trained those auditioning for beast morphers including the 3 cast!!) so i didn’t approach him but he was wearing an all blue suit so thank you for my life

cerina vincent (maya, lost galaxy yellow): saw her as she was walking to the con and she recognized us when she saw me and kat standing in another line she’s literally sunshine personified

kevin kleinberg (trip, time force green): a bunch of people got into the elevator and it got too full for us but i noticed one of the men looked familiar and then it hit me “OH MYGOD YOU’RE KEVIN KLEINBERG ITS KEVIN KLEINBERG!” he smiled real big and waved and told me he liked my shirt (megaforce) as the doors closed, then i reminded everyone it was trip from time force and no one but me is valid 

alycia purrott (syd, spd pink) +2: i talked to her while kat was getting her pic and asked why a full version of syd’s hit single was never released and she said she’d love to get hands on the original recording. i told her that it’d be the perfect SPD reunion if they all shot a music video together and she agreed. kat met all the spd rangers so i also spoke a bit to matt austin (bridge) and chris violette (sky) and matt said chris stole his poster design from greg and i said “that’s such a sky move” and he cracked up. i asked chris if he was having fun at the con and he said of course but i told him he didn’t have to lie and he gave me a look and said “i know right” and laughed, the spd cast is so funny

i also saw will shewfelt eating lunch, he was with his entire family which was adorable that they all came to see him at his power ranger event and his brother looks EXACTLY like him but tiny

anyway i love morphicon and power rangers and the hell clique and all you pr fans need to step it up and ask better questions at panels and be nicer to the actors and also do research and learn all their faces so ur not looking around wondering why i am screaming my head off because some lady passed by (IT WAS KARAN ASHLEY YOU UNGRATEFUL BRATS!!!!!)

can it be 2020 now?

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Name Games

Inspired by this amazing post by @andrews-nothing.  Neil’s cat is sick, so he brings her to the vet.  A meet-sort-of-cute ensues.  Read on AO3 if you prefer. 

The waiting room was a cacophony of nonverbal vocalization, barks and plaintive meows and the insistent screaming of some sort of parrot.  Neil sat in the corner where he could see the whole room, working to keep his hands still in his lap.  People in scrubs bustled in and out, sometimes taking a pet, sometimes delivering one, or guiding a human-and-animal through the door that led to the exam rooms.  He had long given up on concentrating on his phone with all the noise and movement.

Only one other person was as still as he was, a short blond man with a blank face and sharp eyes that watched everything.  There was something about his body language that had shoved him immediately into the threat category, though Neil had not heard him say a word.  He didn’t even know why he was there; he had been there when Neil had appeared a half hour ago and handed King off in her carrier to one of the technicians along with answers to a long list of questions.  As far as he could tell, the man hadn’t moved once aside from an occasional blink and the slow rise and fall of his chest.

There was a brief burst of excitement in the form of the parrot in its cage being carried toward the treatment screaming “Help!  Help!  I’m innocent!” while its mortified family followed.  The blond man’s face didn’t change as he stared after them.

A bouncing golden retriever on a flexi-lead zoomed over to the blond man and dropped his bedraggled stuffed toy into his lap then waited, wagging excitedly.  The dog’s family began apologizing profusely and reeled the struggling dog in, scolding him.  As soon as they turned their backs the dog bounded back to his toy.  Neil watched through his eyelashes as the man glanced around, then handed the toy back with a quick ear rub before going back to his impassive facade.  The dog sighed and rested his drooly chin on the man’s knee, and Neil bit back his grin.

The door swung open and a dozen pairs of eyes looked towards it in unison as an irritated tall man in scrubs entered.  “Will the owner of, um,” he looked down at his empty hands as if he expected the information to be there, then back up at the expectant room, “the cat with the stupid name please come with me?  Your cat just mauled the doctor.”

Neil sighed and got to his feet.  King was usually a sweetheart, but she hated having her feet touched.  He probably should have warned them but he hadn’t thought about it.  It was with some surprise he realized the blond man had joined him in front of the vet assistant.  The assistant, Kevin according to his name tag, looked between them.  “Okay, come with me.”  

They were shown into an exam room and then Kevin the surly assistant left.  There was only one chair and the blond guy took it, which was fine.

“What’s your cat’s name?” Neil asked after several minutes of silence.

He didn’t expect to get an answer, not with the look of disdain he received, but after a long pause an unexpectedly pleasant voice answered, “Sir Fat Cat McCatterson.”

Neil laughed.  “Okay, I know why you think it’s your cat, then.”  He waited but got no response.  “Mine is King Fluffkins,” he offered.  It only seemed fair to share.

“I don’t care.”

“She was peeing blood in my sink.”  Nothing.  “I’ve only had her for a month.”  Still nothing.  Neil didn’t usually talk much to strangers; he didn’t know why he felt the urge to keep talking.  Maybe it was the secret kindness this man had shown the dog out in the waiting room.  Or maybe it was the way the hazel eyes stayed locked on his face, but not on his scars.  “My friend gave her to me, he said I shouldn’t be alone so much.  He named her, too.”  He smiled a little at the memory of Nicky appearing at his door with a screaming cat in a carrier and a mountain of supplies.

“I’ve lived with people for years and not learned this much about them.”

Neil’s retort was cut off by the entrance of a large snarling gray-and-white ball of fury being held by a heavy-glove-wearing Kevin.  The cat was deposited unceremoniously on the examining table and whirled, lightning quick, to swat out, claws snagging in Kevin’s gloves for a second before Kevin yanked free.  The cat hissed and Kevin drew himself up, looming over the table.  The two glared at each other, unblinking, until the door opened again.

A woman with short dark curly hair and fresh bandages on her arms entered, a strained smile on her face.  “Mr. Minyard?” she asked, looking between the two of them.  The blond man stood up and she held her hand out towards him, carefully out of reach of the enormous cat who had crouched down on the table and was emitting ominous growls.  “I’m Dr. Wilds.”  The man didn’t shake her hand but nodded again.  “Well, we got the piece of bone out of his mouth, he should be much more comfortable now.”  Another nod.  “He was fine while I removed the bone, but attacked me afterwards.  I guess he took exception to me touching his tail.  Is he current on his rabies vaccine?”

The man—Minyard—just said, “Yes,” with no apology or hint of guilt.  The assistant bristled at him but Dr. Wilds just went on.

“And he needs to go on a diet, he’s at risk for diabetes right now.  I’ve written down a feeding program for him to help.”

Minyard took the paper she was holding out and barely glanced at it.  The doctor continued to review some things that Minyard gave no indication he was listening to, and concluded with a small laugh, “and don’t feed him bones.”

Minyard gave another slight nod.  The vet gave a small, involuntary shrug and turned towards the door.  “Wait,” Neil said, “do you have an update on my cat?”

Confusion flickered across her face.  “You’re not with Mr. Minyard?”  Neil shook his head.  “Then why are you in here?”

“Your assistant said the cat with the stupid name,” Neil shrugged.  “Mine qualified.”

Dr. Wilds glared at Kevin who didn’t seem to care.  “What is your cat’s name?”

“King Fluffkins.”  

Kevin rolled his eyes and muttered, “Idiots” under his breath, earning himself another glare.

“Oh, yes, what a sweetheart.  I’m running a urine test on her right now, I should have the results soon.”  

The vet left with her assistant, and Sir Fat Cat McCatterson stopped growling like a switch had been shut off.   He gave Neil a suspicious glare but appeared to decide he wasn’t a threat, turning to face Minyard and rising up on his hind legs to bop his human on the chin with his head.  “You worthless piece of shit,” Minyard murmured, but his hand came up to stroke the cat’s cheeks gently, eliciting a frenzy of purring nearly as loud as the growling had been previously.

“He attacked the wrong person,” Neil said with a grin.  “He should’ve gone after the assistant instead of the vet.”

There was a glimmer in the man’s hazel eyes that might have been amusement.  He shifted to rubbing under the cat’s chin, and Sir Fat Cat closed his eyes in bliss.

Neil wasn’t sure why Minyard was still there, since his cat had been returned.  “What do we do now?”

“We wait.”  Neil’s confusion must have been evident, because Minyard gave a long-suffering sigh.  “I am not taking him out of here without his carrier, and presumably you want to learn why your cat is peeing in your sink.”

“Right.”  Neil started looking at the various posters that were on the walls about assorted different diseases.  The one behind his head was a Body Condition Chart, with silhouettes of cats ranging from a skeleton with skin at 1 to one that looked like a bowling ball with ears at 9.  Neil glanced back at Sir Fat Cat.  “I think he’s about an eight.”

Minyard glared at him.  “He used to be a nine.  I’ve had him on a diet since I got him.”

Dr. Wilds entered again.  Her forehead furrowed as she looked at Minyard.  “Is there something you need?”

“My carrier would be nice.”

“True.”  She stuck her head through the door and said something to someone in the hall, then turned to Neil.  “Well, Mr. Josten, it looks like King Fluffkins has a urinary tract infection.  I’m going to dispense ten days of antibiotics, she’ll need to take one pill a day, and I want you to put her on an all canned diet if she’ll eat it.  A high moisture diet makes them less likely to have bladder problems.”

“Oh.  Okay.”

“And we need to see her back in two weeks to check another urine sample, we need to make sure she clears the infection.”  She talked for a moment more, until a thumping sound against the door made her pause.  Kevin entered with two carriers and Dr. Wilds excused herself.  

King’s carrier was shoved into Neil’s arms and he turned it so she faced him.  “I’m sorry, baby,” he cooed at her, sticking his fingers through the door so she could rub on them.  “We’re going to make you better.”  

He looked up and saw the other two men staring at him.  “What?”

Kevin shook his head while Minyard plopped the carrier in front of his cat and opened the door.  Sir Fat Cat looked into the opening, then back at Minyard.  “You want to stay here with these assholes or go home and watch TV?”  Lashing his tail, Sir Fat Cat marched into the carrier and Minyard shut the door behind him.

Neil thanked Kevin, who responded with, “Why did you name her King?  She’s a tortoiseshell, she’s obviously female, she should be Queen Fluffkins.”

“Why do you think the cat subscribes to human gender constructs?” Neil asked, setting the carrier down and crossing his arms.

Kevin rolled his eyes.  “Whatever.”

“It’s a valid question,” Minyard said, a razor’s edge to his voice.  “Why should they conform to your notions of gender?”

“We don’t even know if King identifies as female,” Neil said.  “We may be insulting King by using the wrong pronoun and not even know it.”

“Not to mention, ‘queen’ is the generic term for a female cat.  Perhaps they would resent the idea of being named the cat equivalent of ‘bitch’.”  There was a small twitch at the corner of Minyard’s mouth as he finished that Neil would have sworn was a smile.

“Oh my god, forget I ever said anything,” Kevin said, gesturing the two of them out into the hall.  “Follow me, I’ll check you out.”  He tapped a few things into the computer and then frowned at the screen.  He looked up at them, then back at the screen and clicked the mouse.  “Uh…Okay.  Mr. Minyard.”  He read out his total and accepted the card he was handed.  After Minyard had signed, he picked up his carrier and turned to Neil with a sarcastic two-finger salute before disappearing through the door.

Kevin turned to Neil and gave him his total, still looking baffled.  “What?” Neil asked as he handed him his card.  

“You guys have separate accounts.”

“No shit,” Neil said; evidently it was his turn to be confused.  

Kevin took in his expression and shook his head.  “Never mind.”  

Neil signed and took his card back, snagged one of the business cards sitting next to the checkout and jotted something down on it, then gathered up his paperwork and his carrier and shoved his way outside.  The parking lot was full of cars but devoid of people, except for Minyard, who was standing next to Neil’s car smoking.  He stepped aside so Neil could put King in the passenger seat.  When Neil turned to go around to the driver’s side, he found himself blocked by Minyard’s back.  “Why are you still here?”

“I’m not going to expose the cat to second hand smoke he can’t get away from,” Minyard said over his shoulder, as if it was obvious.  Neil was sort of trapped, and he leaned against his car and waited.

“That was kind of fun,” he said after a minute.

Minyard ground out his cigarette and turned to face him.  “You need help if that’s your definition of fun.”

Neil shrugged.  “I don’t know, I kind of enjoyed ragging on that assistant.”

“Like I said.”

“Is that some sort of invitation?” Neil challenged.

Minyard stepped closer.  “No.”  He waited just a breath too long then got into his fancy car and started it.  Neil grinned at him, returning his two-fingered salute as he backed out of the space.  

Neil’s phone dinged as he pulled into his parking spot.  how tf did u get that card in my pocket

I’ve got skills

ur an idiot

what’s your name

andrew

Neil

thats what the card said

There were three dots indicated another text was coming.  Neil got out of his car and fished a mournful King out.  He had just reached the stairs when the next text came through.  wanna get a drink

I don’t really drink

a coffee then

Sure

A time and the address of a coffee shop followed; it was only a couple of blocks away.  Neil gave King her first pill with only a moderate amount of difficulty, then petted her until she was purring and kneading on his lap.  He smiled a little as he looked down at her, then around the apartment, sparse except for the cat tower, scratching posts, beds, and toys.  Maybe Nicky was right about the benefits of cat ownership after all.

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 @petrifiedfountainofthoughts sent me this prompt: 49&71? ☺  Also I've had this thought lately of "what if Moose hurt Kevin" because I'm a sucker for angst... But I was like ; what if after the shooting Moose was angrier and volatile towards Midge and that's why she drifted/got together with Fangs...and now Kevin/Moose are together and maybe Fangs notices something off with Kev or injuries (and Midge has told him about Moose's behaviour after the accident) and lets slip to Joaquin?

49 "Who hurt you?"

71 "You've been drinking tonight, haven't you?"

Fred Andrew was hosting another one of his BBQ parties, and all the Serpents were there, including Joaquin of course. He was sitting in the backyard with Sweet Pea, smoking a cigarette and watching the small crowd in front of him. It was already dark outside a light breeze coming up, and Joaquin leaned back in his chair with a pleased sigh. He was feeling pretty good. That was until Fangs walked up to them with a worried expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Sweet Pea asked.

"I have to talk to Joaquin."

Fangs sat down next to Joaquin, and all of Joaquin's good mood evaporated just like that. He looked at Fangs questioningly. His friend was scaring him, looking so worried. What was going on? "I have to tell you something. You know that I got kind of close with Midge right?" Joaquin nodded, not really understanding why Fangs was telling him that. "Yeah well, she told me things about Moose. He was her boyfriend back then, and she said that after the Black Hood had shot Moose, Moose changed. He got aggressive all of a sudden. Midge tried to be understanding because she knew it was caused by that traumatic experience, but it got worse. He yelled at her all the time and pushed her so hard that she even fell to the floor once." Joaquin could just stare at his friend in shock, alarm bells ringing in his head. Kevin was with Moose now... Fangs continued:"I mean I didn't really think about it after she died, but then Moose and Kevin got closer, and I remembered again. But I thought that maybe things were better now. But I don't know... I just saw Kevin, and he seemed to be out of it. I just have this weird feeling. Maybe you should look after him..." "Why didn't you tell me this sooner? I can't believe this!" Joaquin rarely got angry, especially with someone he considered his brother. But this was about Kevin. Kevin could be in trouble, and Joaquin hadn't been there for him, because Fangs hadn't told him sooner. Joaquin saw red. "I'm sorry, I really didn't see any signs up until tonight." Fangs mumbled. But Joaquin wasn't even listening anymore, he was already on his way towards the house, needing to find Kevin and make sure he was ok. He found him sitting on the floor in front of Archie's room. Kevin didn't even see him coming, he seemed to be far away in his own little world, his head bowed slightly and staring at the floor, his arms wrapped around himself. Joaquin dropped to his knees in front of Kevin, reaching out cautiously and gently touching Kevin's shoulder. "Kevin...hey. Are you ok?" Kevin raised his head slowly and looked at Joaquin, and he certainly didn't look ok. His eyes were bloodshot, and Joaquin could see tear streaks on his cheeks and worst of all a huge bruise, where someone apparently had hit Kevin.

"Oh fuck."

Joaquin's heart ached for Kevin. He looked so broken, sitting there like that. And someone, probably Moose, had hit him. Joaquin felt anger, but mostly sadness. It was all his fault! If he would have stayed, if he would have told Kevin the truth, he would still be with him and could have protected him. He reached out and touched the bruise lightly, grimacing when Kevin flinched at the touch. "I'm sorry. Does it hurt a lot?" "No just a bit. It's ok." "It's definitely not ok. Who did this? Who hurt you?"

Kevin exhaled a shaky breath, and a twisted, sad smile crossed his face: "The guy I called my boyfriend up until today." Kevin's voice came out a bit slurred, and Joaquin realized that Kevin probably had had some drinks. "You've been drinking tonight, haven't you? To forget?" Kevin nodded. "Yeah...but it doesn't help at all." "I know. Hey...Preppy is it ok if I hold you?" "Yes, please do that." And so Joaquin gently put his arms around Kevin and hugged him close. He felt Kevin's arms wrapping around his waist. They sat like that for a long time, just holding each other, Joaquin stroking Kevin's back soothingly and waiting patiently for Kevin to say something. And after some time, he really started to talk: "You know this has been going on for two weeks now. At first, he was just getting angry and yelling at me for no reason at all, and I told myself that it was just all the post-traumatic stress and I tried to be extra nice to him and take care of him. But it didn't help. Actually, his behavior got worse. He got violent, kicking and throwing things, but at least it was never directed against me...but tonight...tonight we got into a fight because he didn't want me to go to the party. I told him that I can make my own decisions, and he just hit me." Kevin had begun to cry again while telling his story and it broke Joaquin's heart. He held Kevin even tighter, trying to offer him comfort that way. Kevin went on:" I just left after that. He was yelling after me how sorry he was, but I didn't stop to listen. You know it's just...I gave him a chance Joaquin. I wanted things to work out, I wanted to help him, and I was so understanding, and then he had to do something like that. It's not that I am defenseless...I could have easily hit him back. But that's just not something I do, that's not who I am. It's not even the physical pain that is so bad, the worst thing is the betrayal. I trusted him and tried to help him and he just..." "I understand Kevin. And you made the right decision to walk away." "Thank you..." Archie stormed up the stairs at that moment and stopped in his tracks when he saw the two of them on the floor. His gaze landed on Kevin's face, and he gasped. "Oh god, Kevin! What happened to you?" "I don't want to talk about it right now, Archie...but I am ok. Joaquin is taking care of me." Joaquin nodded, seeking Archie's gaze. He gave Joaquin a thumbs up. "Ok, that's good." Joaquin asked Kevin softly: "Should I bring you home now?" "I don't want to go home tonight." Archie pointed to his room: "You can stay here, just take my bed, Kev." "Thank you, Archie." Archie smiled weakly at him and then addressed Joaquin: "Joaquin? Can you stay with Kevin please?" "Of course, I won't leave him alone tonight." Archie, being satisfied with that answer, went back down to the party and Joaquin and Kevin went into Archie's room. Joaquin insisted that Kevin should lie down and rest a bit and he was relieved when Kevin followed his advice and lay down on the bed. "Preppy give me your phone, please. I'll send your dad a text to let him know you are staying at Archie's. So he isn't worried." Kevin handed him the phone. Joaquin typed a quick text to Kevin's dad and then lay down next to Kevin. He was surprised when Kevin immediately pulled him against him. "Sorry, but I just...can you hold me please, Joaquin? I hope this isn't weird. But I always felt so safe in your arms." "This isn't weird at all, Preppy. Come here." And he gently hugged Kevin to his chest, stroking his hair. "I'm going to kill Moose," Joaquin whispered. "No, please promise me that you won't do anything like that....and I am not saying that because I think Moose doesn't deserve it. Because he does deserve it. But I don't want you to get into trouble. He is not worth it. Promise me, Joaquin." "Ok, I promise you. But if you ever change your mind, just tell me." "Thank you, for being there for me tonight." "I will always be there for you, Preppy." They spent the rest of the night like that, in each other's arms, talking. At first about Kevin and Moose and later on just about random things. Kevin told Joaquin all about the tv-shows he had watched, during Joaquin's stay in San Junipero and it seemed to distract him and calm him down, and so Joaquin listened patiently, smiling to himself, while stroking Kevin's hair, until Kevin dozed off. And Joaquin promised himself that he would never leave Kevin alone again.

Thank you so much for the prompt! I hope you enjoyed my little story. ❤

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hi! i saw your post about how the fandom tends to mischaracterize neil and i just wanted to ask if maybe you had any fic/author recs that you think do him justice? thanks and have a great day

hello!!! it’s been forever since you sent this ask, and since we received it at a pretty… salty time, we didn’t really wanna fuel the fires more than necessary. but now that everything’s calmed down, i’ll answer this now, if you don’t mind!

AUTHORS

wellthengetouttathesoupaisle

conniptionns

badacts

BurningFairytales

flybbfly

stttmsbwa

Saul

SashaSea

(note; these are just a few that i’ve found are pretty on point with characterization, and every author (mostly) in the fics section is pretty decent as well)

FICS

fear in a handful of dust - flybbfly

summary;“I need to talk to Minyard,” Neil says, sipping at a soda. “How do I make that happen?”

Kevin chokes on his whiskey. “You don’t.”

In which Neil doesn’t have Kevin Day to convince him to play, so he becomes a sports journalist; Andrew is a keeper in more ways than one; and Quidditch is the sport du jour. Featuring a frankensteined team, eternal roommate Matt, and hawkish sports section editor Dan. Oh, and Andrew has a shady past (present? future?) that Neil can’t quite figure out. But that’s nothing new for Neil, who is constantly hiding everything about himself anyway—this time with magical abilities greasing the way.

Walking Disasters - queenofcups

summary;Andrew and Neil were never going to be a normal couple but for some reason this is really hard for people to understand.

Or: five times people questioned Andrew and Neil’s relationship (+1 time they didn’t give them a reason to)

Kairos - redketchup

summary;In this life, Nathaniel Wesninski runs.

In another, he stays.

In Which Neil Josten is a PR Nightmare - CoverYourEyes

summary;Eve was not the best person in the world. Sometimes she didn’t hold the elevator open when she saw people rushing to catch it from the other side of the lobby. Cutting the line at Starbucks was a semi-regular action.

But Eve did not deserve to be Neil fucking Josten’s publicist.

**********

Or, the one where Neil does what he wants, picks fights with reporters, discovers Twitter, breaks the internet, and really shouldn’t be allowed out of his house.

Andrew does nothing to discourage him.

the coin toss universe - SashaSea (SHCombatalade)

description;A sort-of AU that follows the professional careers and media misadventures of Andrew and Neil.

Take Another Drag - OrdinaryVegan

summary;Andrew knows exactly who Travis is. Travis William Patterson, 27 years old, 6’3” backliner from middle of nowhere, Texas, current starter for the Boston Hurricanes, #9. As a matter of fact, Andrew is looking at him right now. ESPN is showing Exy highlights from last weekend, and Neil’s team just happens to be up at this very moment.

The Neil on screen has just performed some ridiculous move that absolutely should not have ended with a goal but somehow did, and he is immediately met with high-fives from his teammates and an affectionate-looking hug from Travis. Andrew can most certainly be objective, and this exchange looks pretty platonic. But Andrew is also a man attracted to men, and he has to admit that Travis is good looking. Really good looking.

-

Neil seems to be spending a lot of time with his new friend, and Andrew is Not Jealous.

Trapdoor - ronanlynqch

summary;Neil Josten’s first day at Millport’s really shitty High School.

Southern Comfort - ceilingfan5

summary;Neil is drunk and in love and at home in the world. Andrew is drunk and sits on him.

What Does Neil Do? - smokesprite

summary;No one knows what Neil’s job is, but they value him for his eclectic knowledge. AFTG characters in the Kate Daniels universe, for the 3 people who will appreciate it.

the key to sleeping. - andreil

summary;The evolution and growth of Neil and Andrew sleeping in the same bed.

just another language we speak - Yuu_chi

summary;They’re never going to be the sort of couple that other people want them to be.

on giving a chance - BurningFairytales

summary;Neil Josten is a quiet kid. Almost jumpy. He doesn’t talk to the other students, but he’s a good enough player, and his line-up is missing a striker, so Hernandez lets him on the team.

ignominy - Saul

summary;That sentinels - marvels of science, human beings enhanced to the edge of human perfection - fell apart without someone to focus on was, by every scientist’s account, complete bollocks. That all his running went down the drain because Neil happened to match with one was, in his personal opinion, even more absurd.

Meanwhile, Evermore Laboratories continued to care not one bit about what was or wasn’t possible, and weren’t about to let a little matter like basic human rights stop them.

Baltimore Blues - SpangleBangle

summary;He saw the duffel.It was battered all to hell and the strap was nearly torn from the bag, but it still glowed almost neon in the darkening night and streetlamp glare. Neil would never…He dropped to his knees beside it and rifled through it, looking for any sign, any clue as to where Neil might have run. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Until his fingers found the keyring. Until he found the phone.

Andrew’s perspective on the Binghamton riot and the walking tragedy that is Neil Josten.

The Smallest Exy Player, Now Even Smaller - ionlyloveyouironically

summary;Aaron pissed somebody off, which isn’t a surprise, but what happens to Andrew in retaliation definitely is.(Just another beloved-character-gets-magically-turned-into-a-child fic.)

and this is all i have for now! again, sorry this took so long.

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hawk in the raven nest, chapter twenty

A/N: sorry this is being posted so late!!! i had a swim meet tn and it went a lot later than i thought it would

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When Nathaniel and Andrew arrived at Fox Tower, the athletic dormitories, it wasn’t difficult to find out which floor the Exy team lived on. Nathaniel thought Andrew was ready to go and knock on every door to find Kevin, but instead as they proceeded down the hall a door swung open and out walked Matthew Boyd. Voices could be slightly heard from the room he exited. He was swinging a key ring around his finger, though when he finally saw them, he almost dropped it.

“What-” he started to say, obviously recognizing them as his eyes flicked between them.

Andrew didn’t let him finish. “Where’s Kevin?”

“Uh, he’s-” Matt still seemed to be processing who he was seeing in front of him. “He’s in there.” He jerked his thumb to point at the open door.

Nathaniel and Andrew stepped around him and to the doorway. The Foxes were all scattered out on couches, chairs, and beanbags. The TV was on but no sound was playing. They must have heard Matt because they were all staring at the doorway waiting. At the sight of Nathaniel and Andrew, a few gasped but Nathaniel paid no mind to them. Instead, he paid attention to Kevin, who was sitting in a chair in their direct line of sight. He stared back at them, his jaw dropped.

“Hello Kevin,” Nathaniel said.

That must have been what caused Kevin to realise that this was in-fact real and not a figment of his imagination, because he shot up from the chair and bounded over to them. “What the fuck are you two doing here?”

“How could we not pay a visit after your call?” Andrew cocked his head to the side. “We came here for Aaron and Nicky, but decided to stop to see you, too. We have some things to discuss.”

“Do you two even realise what you’ve done by coming here? You just walked out, and you don’t even know what you’ve started back there.” Kevin was seething, enough so that he didn’t care that his teammates were watching their every move.

“Says you,” Andrew said. “I don’t remember your leave having a peaceful aftermath, and I don’t forget things-” Kevin flinched “-but, you see, not leaving wasn’t an option. I’m sure you’re smart enough to know why.”

“Are you going to let us sit?” Nathaniel asked. He heard another door open and looked over his shoulder at Matt coming out of another room with a case of beer in his hands. “We’ll even have refreshments.”

Kevin hesitated before stepping aside, letting Nathaniel and Andrew in with Matt following behind them. Matt put the case down in the kitchen and found his spot next to Danielle Wilds on the couch, but she barely noticed him. All Foxes had eyes on the two newest additions to their gathering. Kevin, who was originally sitting on a beanbag, dragged another one over along with a chair from the kitchen. Andrew immediately claimed the chair, so Nathaniel sunk into the beanbag as Kevin did the same next to him.

“Do you need introductions?” Kevin asked.

Nathaniel scoped out the room. Dan, Matt, and Renee Walker had taken the couch. Allison Reynolds sat across from them in front of the coffee table. Seth Gordon sat more off to the side in a beat up chair. He then looked back to Kevin and shook his head. “Won’t be needed.”

“So,” Kevin said, leaning forward to look at the two of them. “What did you need to tell me?”

“It seems that Riko has a thing for collateral damage,” Andrew said. He was expressionless, but Nathaniel didn’t miss his jaw clenching.

Kevin’s eyebrows shot up and Nathaniel thought he saw him pale slightly. He immediately understood what Andrew was saying, and was in utter disbelief. “What?”

Andrew kept his eyes locked on Kevin. One by one Nathaniel saw the Foxes put two and two together and get the answer that they all feared. “Th-That’s a very big accusation,” Dan stammered.

Andrew turned to her. “It’s a true one.”

“What did he do?” Kevin asked, so quietly next to them Nathaniel didn’t know if Andrew would even be able to hear him.

“Riko tells me I need to know my place, Drake gets documents and an anonymous note saying that every investigation that can lead to him will be dropped if he goes to Columbia,” Andrew said. “There’s only one person we know that could have that power and information.”

“Holy fucking shit,” Allison said.

“We have to do something,” Dan said. “We can’t just let him get away with this!”

“You want to show up Riko?” Nathaniel said. “Win Championships. We’ve been doing our part, now it’s time to do yours.”

Most of the Foxes stared at him like he had just grown ten other heads. Seth Gordon let out a loud, hysterical laugh. “Oh, you have got to be fucking shitting me. Do you even fucking know what you’re saying?”

“I do, actually. You have a national champion on your starting line,” Nathaniel said. “Before him, you team was a shit show, and that’s an understatement. Now Kevin is here, and you all are winning with wider point gaps. Maybe now you can all finally start pulling your weight and use Kevin to your advantage, instead of letting him rot here on a losing team.”

Dan didn’t look very happy at her team being insulted right in front of her, but she wasn’t allowed a rebuttal because Renee Walker finally spoke up, “Nathaniel has a point.” Her voice was soft but everyone turned to her, eager to hear what she had to say. “If what they’re saying is the case, the least we can do is have faith that we can win. With this, we’ll need more than that, but it’s a start.” She looked around at her fellow teammates, some of which wore doubtful expressions. “We have to try, for Kevin, for Aaron-” she looked at Nathaniel and Andrew “- for them, too, and anyone else Riko has harmed.”

“So, what?” Allison said. “We just magically get around your offensive and defensive side and score more than Riko?” She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, that’ll be easy. I’m all for destroying Riko, he’s an asshole to say the least, and has done horrible things. But we can’t just somehow beat National Champions.”

“Yeah, if I’m correct, you guys destroyed us,” Matt said. “Our strikers couldn’t get past you and your other backliner-” Nathaniel felt a twinge in his gut at the mention of Jean but he pushed it back “-and our backliners couldn’t stop your strikers.”

“We’ve already been working on this,” Andrew said, leaning back in his chair. “Just do what a Class I sports team is supposed to do and be better.”

Their eyes flicked to Kevin, waiting for him to say something. “I’ve been telling you all the same thing,” he said with a shrug.

“It’s time for Riko’s reign to be over,” Nathaniel said, looking over all the Foxes. “He’s hurt too many people with too little consequences. For this to work, you have to cooperate with Kevin, but most of all, you have to cooperate with each other. I don’t care if you all hate each other off the court, but on it you need to get your heads out of your asses and play like you’re a Class I Exy team. We have everything else handled, it’s up to you all to do your part.”

No one said anything at first. They all shared glances and silent conversations about what they had just heard.

Finally, Dan said, “We’ll do it. We’ll help you.”

At one o’clock, Nathaniel and Andrew figured it was time to leave Palmetto. If Nathaniel was being honest, a small part of him feared what they would be returning to. He was confident with Andrew at his side, but there were still thoughts lurking in the back of his mind as to what chaos had broke out at the Nest. They bid quick goodbyes to the Foxes and Kevin wished them good luck; Nathaniel had a feeling it applied more than to just their future games.

When they were outside and halfway to the parking lot, a voice behind them called “Wait!”

They both turned around to see Renee jogging up to them. When she reached them, she held out a piece of paper. “If you ever need anything,” she said. Andrew just stared at her hand, so Nathaniel was the one to take the paper. A phone number in a small, neat handwriting was written on it. He looked back up at Renee and found himself curious about the girl with the pastel hair, the girl who instantly agreed to help them take out Riko. He knew who the Foxes recruited, and he didn’t know how this kindness fit in.

But he did find himself accepting Renee’s offer.

“We’ll let you know,” he said, shoving the paper in his pocket.

“Good,” she smiled. “Have a safe trip back.”

“Thanks,” Nathaniel said slowly. He wasn’t used to this: someone being kind and warm only for the sake of being kind and warm. No alliances, no overbearing threat of being beat if they were anything but respectful. Andrew, without saying a word, turned back around and continued for his car. “Uh, bye,” Nathaniel said before following him.

The drive back to Edgar Allan started off quiet. It had started to rain twenty minutes into the drive, and Nathaniel couldn’t think of what to say. This day with Andrew outside of the Nest felt like years, and he didn’t think being back at the Nest would be any better. His mind kept racing through things he had questions on, the Foxes, the Ravens, the plan, what was going on without them, what was to happen with Aaron, Andrew, Andrew, Andrew.

He looked down at his hands and thought of the man sitting next to him. Andrew Minyard had gone through hell and back, and had returned to it for a day to see his brother being dragged down into it. And maybe now he wasn’t out of it yet, since there was going to be a trial and Andrew would most likely be asked to testify the horrors that had been done to him. He thought of the amount of times he had been with Andrew and wondered if he had ever done anything to make Andrew feel unsafe.

He thought of the amount of times Tetsuji had hurt Andrew, and Nathaniel could perfectly see his hands wrapped around Tetsuji’s throat.

“Andrew,” Nathaniel finally said, looking up. He had to know. He had to know for Andrew’s sake; this, whatever they had, couldn’t continue if Andrew didn’t want it.

Andrew didn’t say anything but looked at Nathaniel out of the corner of his eye.

“How is any of this okay?” He rushed out. “Is this okay? With all that you’ve been through, how can we-”

“Don’t,” Andrew said and Nathaniel slammed his mouth shut. He didn’t try to speak after that.

“That’s why,” Andrew said.

This conversation seemed all too familiar to Nathaniel. He searched the corners of his mind for where he had heard this play out before, and suddenly something clicked. He remembered finding Andrew, bloodied and bruised, in the locker room after Tetsuji was finished with him. Andrew’s “don’t” when Nathaniel tried to assist him, Andrew’s refusal of him leaving. Nathaniel questioning why he should stay if Andrew was so visibly agitated.

Andrew’s “that’s why”.

Nathaniel had a feeling he was one of the only people who have ever listened to Andrew when he told them to stop. He felt sick to his stomach at the thought. He was at least slightly comforted, though, at knowing Andrew trusted him.

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FP Jones/Andrew’s Family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 4

AN: I decided to post this earlier than I originally said and I’m also Sorry for the cliff hanger last part! This chapter is a little messy but I hope you like it and things are going to start picking up from now on!

Catch up: (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three)

Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 2,323

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic, none really

**Incoming call: FP Jones**

You frowned at the unexpected call. It hadn't been long since you left the bar, why would FP call you? 

You heard Jughead’s voice from down the hall, he had only just got home, and you moved towards your window on the other end of the room. 

“Hello?” You answered quietly, cautious that Jughead was just down the hall. 

“I need you to come to the trailer park.” FP said immediately. You knew you should have ask ‘why’ and ‘was everything okay?’ but you just said you were on your way and then hung up. 

You scooped your car keys back up and quickly changed from your blouse to an oversized sweater. 

“I have to go back out, um, Veronica needs my help, I’ll be back as soon as I can.” You told your dad as you made your way towards the front door. 

“Wait, (Y/n)...” Fred went to stop you but you were already out the door and b-lining to your car. 

You drove straight to the trailer park and rushed to FP’s trailer. 

Just as you were about to reach the stairs to the trailer door, the door opened and out came Kevin’s new boyfriend with a duffle in his hand. 

He had exited with his back to you as he spoke to FP, so it gave you enough time to dodge around the corner. You didn’t want to be seen just in case he told Kevin and then Kevin would tell Veronica and Veronica would tell the rest of the group so you waited until he was out of sight before knocking on FP’s door. 

“Hey.” FP greeted you as he opened the door. 

“Is everything okay? What’s happened?” You asked, entering and looking around for any signs of trouble. 

“Yeah, Yeah, I just... Jughead and his girl came over earlier. They asked me if I had anything to do with that kid’s death.” FP told you, you suddenly felt yourself relax at the news. You thought something bad had happened like the cops had come over or FP had gotten hurt from how he sounded over the phone. 

“What did you say?” You had to admit that you were curious yourself. Jason did do business with the Serpents but then you highly doubted that they’d kill a teenage boy who was meant to be delivering for them. 

“What do you think I said?” FP looked almost offended that you would think that he offed some teenager. 

“I didn't mean it like that.” You stepped towards FP, wrapping your arms around yourself. 

“It’s just, I’m his dad... I’m his dad and he... he considered that I might have killed that kid. My own boy.” FP scoffed, running his hand over his face. 

You watched him head towards the kitchen and pour himself a whiskey. 

You bit down on your lower lip and let your eyes drop to the floor as you tried to think about a careful response.

“You know you... you aren't the only one. Betty thought her dad might have done it. I mean with a difficult case like this one, everyone suspects everyone did it. At least Jug came and asked you straight out instead of just assuming you did it.” You kept your voice gentle as you spoke, not looking up to where FP was stood.

FP took a mouthful of his drink and sighed, his hair flopping down in front of his eyes as he leaned over the counter top. 

You instinctively moved towards FP and decided to test the waters. 

You ran you hand over his back slowly, you felt his back muscles under your touch, you moved to wrap your arms around him, resting your head in-between his shoulder blades, holding onto him. You squeezed your eyes shut and squeezed him a little harder. 

FP raised his head from his hands, then swiftly twisted his body around. You immediately let go as soon as he moved but then found yourself engulfed in his arms. FP wrapped his arms around you and pulled you to his chest, burying his face in your hair. It took you a second to process what was happening but then you carefully rose your hands and gripped onto the fabric of his flannel shirt on his lower back. 

You pressed your face against his chest, inhaling the musky smell of the bar and his natural odour. 

You stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity before FP broke it off. 

He snivelled and brushed his finger under his nose, clearing his throat as he pulled away. 

You watched him turn and down the rest of his whiskey then walk over to the couch, his sad brown eyes flickering over at you. 

You hesitate on whether or not you should leave or you should stay. 

You made your way over to the couch where FP was sat and now watching the baseball game, you sat down beside him and he opened his arm allowing you rest on him. You placed your hand on his chest as you sat under his arm and subconsciously started to run tiny circles with your index finger. It’d been such a long time since FP had any physical/intimate contact from anyone beside Jughead. 

You felt FP moves his head so that his lips and nose were in your hair, close to touching your scalp, and you sat like that until the game was over. 

You didn't get home ‘till late that night. Everyone in the house were in their rooms and you could hear the quiet hum of Archie’s tv which meant the boys were up playing video games. 

You didn't see your dad in the morning and you knew he was going to be upset with the way you treated him the night before so you headed to the construction site. In a family like yours, usually two guys, now three guys and a girl, war of the sexes isn't exactly a good idea on your part so you did try your best to make peace the majority of the time. 

You pushed open the door to the trailer on the site only to be greeted by FP and Hermione instead of your father. 

Hermione looked almost pale like she was ill but put on a smile when she saw you. 

“(Y/n), hey!” She moved away from the desk where her and FP were stood to be nearer you. 

“Hey, um, my dad, do you know where he is?” You asked her. 

“Yes, I will go get him for you.” Hermione excused herself and left the trailer. 

“What’s up with her? She looked like she’d seen ghost.” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows at FP. 

“I have no idea.” FP told you, digging his hands into his back pockets. 

“What are you doing here anyway?” You suddenly realised that your dad didn't have a crew so why was FP here?

“Well, your dad told me that he didn't have a crew and I have guys that need the work so...” FP explained as he filled in some paperwork, 

“Fair enough.” You nodded. You didn't know why you felt so awkward around him. 

FP looked up from the sheets of paper and smirked at you. It looked like FP was about to say something when the door abruptly cut your moment short. 

“FP, can you excuse us?” Fred asked FP as he approached you. FP nodded his head and exited the trailer so that you and your dad could talk alone. 

Your dad leant against his desk with his arms folded, and pursed his lips into a thin line. 

“Look, I came ‘cause I wanted to apologise for last night, the way I behaved, I just... I didn’t mean to stay out so late and I didn't mean to act the way I did.” You started to apologise but Fred raised his hand and stopped you. 

“I don’t need an apology, (Y/n). What I need is for you to promise me that you’ll call me next time. You’re eighteen, I get that but whilst you’re still under my roof, you’re still my daughter.” Fred sighed before continuing, “I can't... I can't deal with both of my kids disappearing and not coming back until late. I can't deal with both my kids keeping secrets from me.” 

“Dad, I’m not a kid, at least not technically. I know you like for Archie to tell you everything but we have to have some secrets, Dad. You can't know everything, you know.” You stepped towards your dad, smiling sympathetically. 

Fred nodded his head, then turned and headed towards the door. 

“I’m over it. I’ll see you at home.”

“You’re doing what?” You almost choked on your soda when Archie told you that he was helping Cheryl tomorrow in order to get into some music school summer program. 

“It’s just a tree taping thing, it’s not like I’m marrying her.” Archie chuckled at your reaction. 

“You might as well be. Archie, the Blossom’s aren't good people, no matter what they're giving you.” You scoffed at your younger brother’s stupidity. 

Archie looked down at his plate. 

“It’s one afternoon, I’m sure I’ll be fine. This summer program could really open doors for me, (Y/n). I’m not like you, I can't just get into any top college I want by myself.”

“You’ve got another two years before you even go to college, Arch. Why don't you live a little instead of letting the Blossoms drag you down into the pits of hell with their red painted claws.” You argued, being a little more over dramatic then you needed to be. 

“Wow, you sound exactly like Jughead and Veronica combined.” Archie ignored your question and got up to clean his dish. 

“Just be careful, Arch. You never enter a dragons den and leave without a few scars.” 

“Honestly, you should take up acting, I think you’d be really good at it.” Archie teased you as you left the kitchen. 

The next day proved you correct. Archie didn’t come back unscathed. He had been dragged into another Blossom family event at the end of the week. 

“I warned you. They’ve got their claws in you now.” You chortled at your brother, Archie just rolled his eyes at you. 

“It’s called being kind, (Y/n), you should try it sometime.” Archie retaliated which only made you laugh harder.

“You’re kidding, this isn't kindness, Archie. Their compensating you to be their daughters date; you’re not doing this out of kindness.”

“They’re just doing me a favour.” Archie tried to put up a defence. 

“That’s what you think.” You were fed up with arguing with Archie, he was just too trusting in people sometimes and he was almost as stubborn as you which made things worse. 

You left Archie be and headed downstairs, you passed the kitchen to see your dad leaning against the side with his eyes closed and a beer in hand. 

“Dad? Everything okay?” You asked, 

Fred’s eyes snapped opened and he moved away from the counter. 

“Yeah, I’m great.” He didn't sound it. 

“Dad.” You rose your eyebrows at him which made him break into a tired smile. 

“It’s just I found out who the anonymous buyers for the drive-in land were today.” Fred told you, placing his bottle down beside him. 

“Oh yeah? And who are they?” You asked, picking up some grapes and popping one in your mouth. 

“Lodge industries.” He informed you. 

Your jaw hit the floor. 

“Lodge industries?! As in Hiram Lodge?!” You couldn’t believe that Veronica’s dad had bought the land from jail. 

“Yeah, and that’s why Clifford Blossom is so set on getting the drive-in land. That’s not even the worst part either; I also found out that the thugs that came and trashed the equipment weren’t hired by Clifford but by Hiram. Seems like someone told Hiram about the moment between Hermione and me.” Fred explained everything that Hermione had told him earlier that day. 

“So what are you gonna do?” You leant over the island and your dad leant on the opposite side. 

“I don't know yet. There’s nothing much I can do, I’ve got no money, this project was meant to help but now that I know...” Fred sighed, running his hand over his head and through his hair. 

You rounded the island and touched your dad’s arm. 

“Well, if Hiram Lodge really is doing all this from prison then he must be rich enough to give you more pay now that you know who you’re working for?” you suggested, Fred touched your hand and looked over to you. 

“He’s a criminal, (Y/n).” He reminded you that working for a criminal isn't exactly a great business idea. 

“Then make sure that everything you do is completely legal. You may be working for a criminal but that doesn't mean you have to be one.” You nudged your dad’s should with your own, Fred furrowed his brow in thought and took a drink from his beer. 

“I’ll think about it.” Fred gave your hand one last squeeze before he headed up to the living room. 

You felt your phone vibrate in your back pocket as you headed towards your car in the school parking lot. 

“Really FP? This is becoming a habit.” You answered it with a smile after checking the caller ID. You heard him chuckle on the other end of the line which made your stomach somersault. 

“If I recall you’re the one who told me to call whenever I needed your help.” FP argued, playing along with you. 

“Ah, so you need my help?” You asked as you opened your car door and slipped inside. 

“Yeah, I do. Could you come over?” FP asked, 

“Be there in ten.” You hung up and switched on the radio, turning the ignition and driving towards the south side of the town. 

(Part 5)

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All For The Game AU: Drag queen/night scene

Quick disclaimer: I know very little about the drag world so I’m deeply sorry if I said anything wrong and/or offensive. Please tell me. I mean absolutely no disrespect.

Thank you to @jeanvmoreau who read my ramblings and convinced me to post this!

I was thinking about Neil growing very fond of makeup because it makes the shadow of his father disappear from his features, and my mind accidentally wandered.

About the Foxes:

Neil is a theater/dance nerd on the run

One night he’s exhausted and injured, so when he sees this open club he gets in, alright? He needs a break and nobody will notice him in the crowd.

Owners of the club are Wymack, retired drag queen, and Abby, piano player.

Kevin is the club’s star, everybody knows him as the Fox Queen (I know, I’m bad at names) 

Andrew pretends to hate performing but he secretly loves it

Nicky is the most glittery and also the only one who doesn’t do playback. He always sings.

(Erik was the first person to notice how good of a singer Nicky is and to have told him) 

(Andrew can sing too but he won’t) 

Aaron won’t perform but he will help at the bar

Seth doesn’t do drag but he does perform. He’s gone very close to break the Decency Rules imposed by Wymack more than once. 

Allison and Renee are the makeup artists and they work wonders. They also help with the costumes and work at the bar.

Dan used to be a stripper but now she teaches modern dance and occasionally helps Kevin, Andrew, Nicky and Seth with their choreography.

Matt works at the bar and teaches self-defense. He and Renee are the ones who deal with the trouble makers.

On special occasions Allison, Dan and Renee will put up a choreography. 

Renee and Allison do duets sometimes and it’s the most intense thing in the entire world.

More under the cut

Anyway so Neil gets inside The Midnight Fox and. He’s heard of drag queens but he’s never actually seen it.

So when Kevin takes the stage, at first he doesn’t recognize him.

He’s just mesmerized 

Matt notices so he goes over to Neil and offers him a drink because, well

It reminds him of the first time he saw Dan dance and how utterly breath-taking it was, you know?

“First time, huh?” 

Neil turns to look at him and nods. 

That’s when Matt notices that this boy is bleeding. Actually bleeding. 

Neil had been too exhausted to notice

Next thing he knows, Matt is pulling him backstage to Abby, who immediately lets go of the dress she was fixing and takes out the first-aid kit

Neil can’t help but pay more attention to the noise coming from the bar and Kevin’s performance than her

After his performance’s over, Kevin comes backstage and starts taking the makeup and costume off

And that’s when it clicks

Neil starts panicking

He tries to leave but of course Abby is having none of this

She and Matt want to take him to the hospital 

Meanwhile Kevin and Wymack are starting to wonder what all the fuss is about 

While they’re talking Neil manages to sneak past them and back in the club, fully intent on leaving.

Except.

Well.

It’s Andrew’s time to perform.

And Neil can see he’s holding himself back, but there’s still something. 

Something that actually makes him stop and watch.

Before it’s over though, Wymack and Abby are dragging him back

It’s decided that if he doesn’t want to go to the hospital, then he’ll be staying here.

Neil tries to protest but he’s very tired and no match to Wymack and Abby’s parental instinct. 

So Neil spends the night in Abby and Wymack’s flat, which is just above the club.

Of course the next day he tries to leave.

But Wymack’s already up.

It’s either he stays or Wymack drags him to the hospital himself.

So he stays. But he doesn’t want to owe Wymack and Abby anything.

He starts by helping at the bar.

Then one night Dan notices how hard he stares at the drag performances and she convinces Kevin to test him

Neil doesn’t want to attract attention at first, but he remembers how he didn’t recognize Kevin before his makeup was off.

So he thinks, maybe he can try. Maybe he can find some of the intensity he used to feel when he was on stage.

The first time he performs, he realizes that it’s the most alive he’s ever felt.

He knows it’s not true but he feels invincible. Like he doesn’t have to run as long as he’s here, on stage, with the name Matt and Dan made up for him.

He feels like himself.

(Andrew watches the entire performance and hates it) 

(Nicky is extatic) 

(Matt is So Proud)

About the others:

The Nest is a very posh and expensive private club which exploits its strippers and hosts/hostesses. They mingle in some very dirty business.

The Trojans are a musical theater troupe because of course they are.

(Jeremy is also known as the nicest drag queen ever) (he sasses but is somehow never mean) 

(After Jean has been a Trojan for some time, Jeremy convinces him to try drag at least once and Jean Loves It. The extravaganza, the performance, the freedom) 

(He steals Jeremy’s breath a little)

The Vixens are an acrobat troupe.

Aaron is secretly a Big Fan and goes to all of their shows.

(maybe he even joins them one day who knows)

And that’s all I’ve got for now!

(Feel free to add to this if you want, or you can also message me so we can talk about this (I have A Lot Of Feels), or you an share your own headcanons and AUs, or maybe we can just have a little chat :D)