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what to do when your friends write fanfiction about boys in your class but its highkey giving andreil

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yeah...again jeremy peach😔

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Nathaniel Wesninski died so that Neil Josten could read fanfics of himself and Andrew

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ANNOUNCEMENT!!

@lilithhh137 found a marauders fan out in the wild !!

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thinking about james guiding regulus through the halls to his classes because he’s reading while walking

“careful here, love. that’s the missing step. cmon, just hop over it a little.”

thinking about regulus trying to focus on his book but getting flustered by james’ arm around him so that he doesn’t smash into a wall

thinking about everyone thinking they’re dating but james is just thinking “okay, just guiding my best friends adorable, pretty, perfect little brother to his classes. no gay panic here, no sir.”

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jeremy saying “we’re his people”

jeremy saying “you and me against the world”

jeremy saying “does it really matter? i’m not learning french for anyone but you”

jeremy saying “promise me you’ll protect him tomorrow” to kevin

jeremy trying to stop kevin when he thought kevin was yelling at jean on the phone

jeremy wondering how jean’s kind heart survived a place like evermore

jeremy taking the stairs with jean every time

jeremy getting between jean and the reporter the moment he touched jean

jeremy giving jean a coin and asking “nickel for your thoughts?”

jeremy offering jean a blank check, promising to give him anything he needs

jeremy hugging jean when he was crashing out

jeremy choosing the dog that jean liked

jeremy’s eyes searching for jean in every room

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thinking about how andrew probably refrained from meeting up with roland during the halloween night at edens in favor of staring at zombie cowboy neil's ass in his chaps while an oblivious neil looked dramatically over the balcony thinking about his inevitable death.

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Thinking about Wymack putting up with Neil, alone, during his senior year. None of the other foxes are there to deal with his antics. Kevin isn’t there to talk about everything Exy related. Andrew isn’t there to keep him grounded and sane. Allison and Nicky aren’t pushing him out of his comfort zone with his style, appearance, etc. Matt isn’t there to be a friend. Dan can’t help him captain his team. Aaron isn’t there to annoy him. Renee isn’t there with her gentle, reassuring smile.

I know that some of the freshman from the EC become Neil’s friends, but it isn’t the same as the OG Foxes.

So, he turns to one of the few people he trusts, Dad Wymack™️. Neil joins him in his office for lunch and tells him all about Andrew’s most recent Exy game. “Did you see how many saves Andrew made last night?” 38. It was beautiful.” *heart eyes* Coach returns his attention to the paperwork he was working on when Neil walked in. He half listens as the striker explains a movie that Nicky said he needed to watch to understand current trends.

After a game night, Neil goes home with Wymack, who now lives together with Abby, and stays for dinner with the couple, yapping about everything that plagued him that day. “I talked to Andrew last night and he was telling me about this drill his pro team does at practice. He thinks it’s stupid, of course, but I think it could help us get through the other team’s defense easier.” He goes on to explain the drill between bites of pasta and sauce.

When Neil leaves, Coach looks at Abby, feeling slightly dumbfounded, “I never knew the kid could say so many words in such a short time.” Abby lets out a chuckle.

“I don’t get any paperwork finished anymore with him around so much.” He explains with fake annoyance. She gives him a soft smile, “He just misses Andrew and the rest of our Foxes. I think it’s says a lot that he trusts you with the details of his private life. We all know how hard that is for him.”

Dad Wymack sits in his thought for a quiet minute, thinking back to the locker room in Millport with the brown-haired, brown-eyed boy who was scared to live. To the airport before the new year with the red-haired, blue-eyed boy who was fighting for his family. To a cheap motel in Baltimore with a boy covered in scars who fought to stay and live. Neil has come a long way and Wymack’s chest swells with pride and love for the striker.

Two days later, on Monday, Neil shows up right on time for Wymack’s lunch hour, but the older man doesn’t mind the sound of Neil’s chattering over their shared lunch. “Allison told me my hair is getting too long, but the shampoo she sent me is making my curls look “delicious”. I don’t know what she means by that, how hair can look edible, but Andrew says not to worry about it. Speaking of Andrew, do you know how much he has been bench pressing in the gym? He’s up to—“

Wymack lets out a quiet, exasperated sigh as he leans back in his chair, accepting his fate for the next year as Neil continues talking. He may act annoyed about his new lunch time guest, but it means a lot that Neil feels safe with him, even if that means learning about pop culture and Neil’s distaste for broccoli.

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there was no physical “red string of fate” during the jerejean first meeting but jean did note that jeremy was the only one there “in that much cardinal red” and then the motherfucker tangled up his yo-yo string. close enough.

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i feel like regulus & sirius absolutely learned another language to communicate with each other. but specifically a dead language purely so that their parents couldn't read it or understand it. their internal monologues switching to that dead language so the ligilimency was useless.

imagine them reuiniting, not speaking in english or french, but their dead langauge. sirius calling out for regulus in their language, regulus breaking down because he never forgot it & suddenly felt safe again. felt heard.

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James, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Sirius, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

Remus: what the fuck are you guys doing?

James: playing systemic oppression

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oh.

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James: Okay, truth or dare?

Regulus: Truth

James: How many hours have you slept this week?

Regulus:

Regulus: ...Dare

James: Go to bed.

Regulus: I don’t like this game.

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guys I think I found Harry online

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Regulus: Why are you following me?

James: We’re dating now!

Regulus: Yeah, but… why is my brother here?

James: We’re kind of a package deal.

Sirius, eating chips: Buy one idiot, get one free.

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creasing (idk who made this but creds to them)

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barty and evan: *arguing, quite literally at each others' throats* barty and evan, merely one second later: *making out passionately on the couch* james: james: uh- regulus: don't worry this happens every now and then