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they have never once been normal about each other

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i fear i am built different from the rest of u because wdym y'all read 150k words of jerejean pining and came out of it wanting to only write andreil 😭

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cw: eating disorder things

really fucking hurts me how jean is straight up afraid of food, has lived so much of his life eating the exact same meal schedule every day, sees anything beyond that strict diet as a terrifying infraction of raven rules

then he’s forcibly removed from that environment and has to adjust to trojans just eating whatever, and it's one of the things that he has the hardest time adjusting to, but!! then he starts to trust cat enough to help him figure out eating in a way that he can be comfortable with

and then, jean yves moreau - who repeats to himself as a grounding mantra to keep living that he is just an object that belongs to the moriyamas - who just exists to play this game he hasn’t had fun with in years - who doesn’t think he is allowed anything...

jean starts finding this actual passion outside of exy for cooking, because he enjoys it

the trojans gift him fruits that he covets. his coach (father!) protects him, trusts him with the truth of his partner, and shows jean his vegetable garden. cat gives him tools to build his own meals and start trusting himself to eat.

and jean is just absorbing all of it and it isn’t just that he doesn’t mind helping to cook, he WANTS to, and he’s ACTIVELY PLANNING how he can grow his own food, he's fucking excited about it

and then?? his old love, his raven brother, one of the people he was closest to but also the person who ultimately threw jean to the wolves so that he had cover to flee - one of the ways jean starts repairing his relationship with kevin is to take that form of love the trojans extended to him...and he teaches kevin to cook

god jean my love i'm so fucking proud of you

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both this blog and i liveeee again for a lil bit 😱

mostly bc I have some golden raven meta i really needed to bang out in the queue for tomorrow and also some new (non tgr) jerejean fic about to wrap up posting,,,, hopefully several more wips showing up on ao3 in the nearish future 🤞

i miss makin stuff so bad 🥺 really hope i can hang onto this creative kick,,, (but at the very least i'm thinkin gettin top surgery in may could v well leave me lots of writing time 👀👀👀)

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This blog may have been on major hiatus but I assure you my brainrot since TSC came out has only regressed back to absolutely insane levels,,,, so have my contributions to @aftgpridezine and consider grabbin one of our already highly in demand copies for a good cause 🥰🥰🥰

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Next chapter here!

When Andrew catches his sleeve to pull it away, Neil startles and seems to settle for distractingly sucking his lower lip into his mouth instead, gaze flashing up to Andrew’s to catch and hold.

Breathing alone feels too loud as time slows and Neil’s lips part.

“Thanks,” he whispers. Then another blink, a sharpening of his eyes in fierce sincerity as he repeats, “Thank you, Andrew.”

“Hmm,” is all the reply Andrew can muster.

Neil, too, seems dry-mouthed and bemused anew they’re here, in real life, together. Alone. In Andrew’s apartment.

Foxtail looms larger than life between them.

The brush of Andrew’s hand against Neil’s warm wrist feels like touching fire, and Neil visibly shivers. Andrew becomes aware that he could very well be doing something that he is not allowed to do, and begins to withdraw, but instead, fingers are circling gently around his wrist.

“Don’t leave,” Neil murmurs, then, “Can I show you something?”

Read more on AO3!

Foxtail is an anonymous but very attractive camboy. Andrew is a little too into it.

Read here on Ao3!

gave y’all regular spooks, now here’s some kinktober

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Attention, Foxes!

Preorders are closing in just under TWO DAYS, at 11:59 PM EST January 22nd! Don’t miss your chance to snag a physical copy of our project if you’re interested! It won’t be around much longer.

🦊 DOWNLOAD THE ZINE 🕸️ PREORDER THE ZINE 🦊

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AND..... here is my @aftghalloweenzine cosplay!!!

I've been wanting to cosplay Zombie Cowboy Neil for forever, considering I first read AFTG in I think 2016?? and started cosplaying one Fox after another in 2017? And he's been on the plans roster since early on! So I finally got it done, and honestly, I'm glad I ended up waiting until I had the cosplay skills to really pull him together, rip him up, and make him as gross as I really wanted to 😂

I'm so excited for people to see the completed zine, it's so wonderful!! You can grab the digital version or preorder the physical now!

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@aftghalloweenzine is out now, and so is my witch AU fic for it!!

(Of course though the zine wasn't coming out til later, for actual Halloween, I HAD to cosplay an extra-dressed-up, not-quite-fic-canon witch Andrew and not tell anyone that it was eventually gonna be a reference to the zine fic 😂 so my witch Andrew cosplay isn't in the zine, but my other AFTG Halloween cosplay is 👀)

when things go bump in the attic, baby

by foxyexy

“Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my apartment.” Nathaniel slowly lifted his hands as his gaze slipped from the blade now running a tip slowly down his cheek to the man in the doorway of what appeared to be a bedroom. His hand was raised towards Nathaniel, a soft glow feathering through the air between them. The cold expression on his face said he was entirely prepared to carve Nathaniel’s still-rabbiting heart from his chest. Vine-like tattoos wound their way from around his fingers, down the back of his hands and up his arms, disappearing into his sleeves. The unfurling lines shone like molten gold in the near-dark, and his eyes flashed with an equally terrifying light. Witch. Nathaniel had broken into a witch’s house.

Now out in the AFTG Halloween Zine, and out on ao3!

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Vine-like tattoos wound their way from around the man's fingers, down the back of his hands and up his arms, disappearing into his sleeves. The unfurling lines shone like molten gold in the near-dark, and his eyes flashed with an equally terrifying light. Witch. Nathaniel had broken into a witch’s house. (for more, check out the AFTG Halloween Zine, coming soon 👀)

The @aftghalloweenzine is publishing on Christmas and I for one am very excited indeed 😌

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I wonder what this @aftghalloweenzine preview could be of??? lol who knows I'm definitely not finally following canon at long last 🙈🙈🙈

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The Halloween Zine is coming!!! You can find both a cosplay from me AND a fic in either digital or physical formats! (And the physical zine comes with merch 😏) There's a ton of super talented artists, writers, and cosplayers that participated, and I'm so excited to see it all come together!

The zine is pay-what-you-can with proceeds donated to charity, so please check it out! 🧡

(Previews of my pieces to follow 👀)

👻🦊PUBLISH DATE AND PREORDERS🦊👻

We meet again, Foxes! There’s another project update now, including an official publication date. Keep reading below the cut for info:

Keep reading

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Next chapter can be found here!

Foxtail goes still again when there’s an actual, audible crash somewhere only kind of far away, and as more muffled banging is heard, Andrew can hear Foxtail’s breathing kick up, faster and faster, and his chest is heaving with barely-concealed panic as he leans into the screen to mumble, “Sorry, I have to go for tonight —” and the feed cuts.

Andrew grabs for his phone immediately, even as he’s fumbling around with a foot for his boots to tug on, feel with the other hand for a coat —

ANDREW

What happened? Are you okay

It takes so long — too long — many agonizing minutes of tearing at his thumbnail with his teeth until he tastes iron as he’s pushing out of his apartment, taking stairs down two at a time —

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i don’t know

someone’s outside

(read more on ao3!)

Foxtail is an anonymous but very attractive camboy. Andrew is a little too into it.

Read here on Ao3!

gave y’all regular spooks, now here’s some kinktober

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ANOTHER chapter and it hasn't even been a year?? a miracle,,, here's chapter 7 😏

Neil Josten is on the bed, his back pressed against the headboard, curled up in a distinctly wary way as he adjusts to the brightness. His shoulders are hunched, legs pulled up to his chest, and as his hand falls from his face, Andrew can see his eyes seem hunted.

The look drains a little from him as he meets Andrew’s gaze, his frame sagging more than relaxing. “Andrew.”

“Neil,” Andrew returns.

Neil let his head fall into a palm with a ragged sigh. “Fuck, I didn’t know it was you. It was locked, I — I thought it was —”

He cuts himself off and looks back up, abashed, like he’s just realized he’s speaking aloud to someone. “I don’t know,” he finishes lamely, suddenly guarded. “Why are you here?”

Andrew closes the door and leans back against it, sealing away more noise, though the chatter and music still seep through some. “Renee. Why are you?”

Neil laughs sourly. “Allison thought I should come and ‘try to make some new friends.’ Like I could ever do that.”

“No, why are you here?” Andrew opens his palms to the room — a sparse one, but the bed is made with nice sheets, one of the fancy looking curtains slightly pulled up to barely let in a sliver of moonlight. He can tell Reynolds brought him to this party even if he hadn’t been told multiple times — Neil’s maroon button up, rolled up to his elbows, and his dark jeans that don’t drag baggily around his ankles broadcast that easily enough.

Andrew still hates Reynolds, but fuck if she doesn’t know how to dress Neil. Andrew can’t stand that color on him, with his pale eyes, or the cut of it all actually fitted to his body — it’s distracting as hell.

Neil looks at him, rubbing his arm. “There were too many people.”

Andrew is begrudgingly impressed. Neil’s a very good liar.

He pushes off the door to approach, and Neil tenses the slightest bit. Andrew didn’t intend to push any boundaries, so his original path to perch on the edge of the bed’s side table is halted early, placing him simply idling at the foot of the bed. He loops a hand around a low bedpost. “There’s only two now. And yet, you still jump.”

Hop, hop, like an anxious rabbit, heart about to burst.

(read more on ao3!)

Foxtail is an anonymous but very attractive camboy. Andrew is a little too into it.

Read here on Ao3!

gave y’all regular spooks, now here’s some kinktober

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My Gofundme for the top surgery!

My Carrd, which links to everything!

My cosplay Instagram, with more examples of my work!

My wig styling commission form!

My knitting commission form!

My embroidery commission form!

This is not AFTG centric (though it DOES have a sneaky Neil AU cosplay featured in my wig slide) but so far my posts on my other more cosplay specific platforms haven’t been doing so hot 😭

I’m currently trying to save for top surgery, and I now have both a Gofundme as well as wig styling, knitting, and embroidery commissions all open!

I’m most definitely up for creating some AFTG themed pieces for anyone interested! You can message me on here or on my Instagram, kayizcray, for more details.

Sharing this post, commissions, or donations are all deeply appreciated if you’re able 💕

Links to follow in a reblog — please reblog that version!!

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This is not AFTG centric (though it DOES have a sneaky Neil AU cosplay featured in my wig slide) but so far my posts on my other more cosplay specific platforms haven’t been doing so hot 😭

I’m currently trying to save for top surgery, and I now have both a Gofundme as well as wig styling, knitting, and embroidery commissions all open!

I’m most definitely up for creating some AFTG themed pieces for anyone interested! You can message me on here or on my Instagram, kayizcray, for more details.

Sharing this post, commissions, or donations are all deeply appreciated if you’re able 💕

Links to follow in a reblog — please reblog that version!!

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haha remember when I wrote fic??? well I did again after months and months here's chapter 6 of foxtail!! thank god i did it

“Isn’t it awkward for you?” Andrew finally asks. “Me knowing who you are, and you knowing who I am?”

“No,” Foxtail says too quickly, and Andrew can’t stop a twitch of a smirk, as onscreen, the other man starts to flush slightly. “I mean… well. Maybe, I’m — it’s always been about how it is to talk to you, and, uh.”

“Get off together,” Andrew suggests, and Foxtail laughs.

“I guess. But, you’re just… being able to put an actual name to the username, and a face to that name is just — a bonus.”

“My face is a bonus?”

Foxtail’s own face twists into a familiar smile, playfully mocking. “I mean, I’ve always been into racquets, but you’re nice to look at.”

Andrew fights the urge to roll his eyes — playing on his college lacrosse team is something to do, but certainly not in this capacity. “I have a teammate that the lacrosse kink might work on, but not for me.”

Foxtail’s eyes flash with interest. “You play lacrosse?”

Andrew rubs his temple. “With very little interest, I assure you. Knives won’t do it for you instead?”

The man onscreen visibly withdraws, throat bobbing as his gaze slides sideways and an arm wraps absently around his midsection. His quiet voice is barely disguised disquiet, suddenly. “No. They don’t.”

(read more on ao3!)

Foxtail is an anonymous but very attractive camboy. Andrew is a little too into it.

Read here on Ao3!

gave y’all regular spooks, now here’s some kinktober