thinking about Andrew getting cute aggression and just kinda squishing Neil or kissing him or something when he's actually fighting against the urge to squeeze his head so hard it pops, he deals with cute aggression so badly, like his hands itch to fold his boyfriend in half and rub his palms over every freckle and every mole and every scar, bite him and chew on his cheek or pull his hair but he just settles for kissing him instead with a straight face as if he isn't fighting for his life against all these foreign emotions bubbling inside him
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happy wednesday! you showing up on my dash is a blessing every time I am kissing you on the mouth you incredibly talented person... with that off my chest
arson 🥺👉👈
WIP Wednesday (12/13) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 74)
Andrew yawns again and considers getting up to go to bed. But he’s comfortable where he is. And warm. And cozy. He decides to stay put. After a couple minutes of waiting, Andrew’s eyes fall shut and his breathing starts to slow. Then his phone vibrates where it’s lying on his chest and he jolts awake. Fuck.
10
I don’t know. I was just curious.
What are you doing?
Andrew
Currently? Falling asleep.
10
Am I that boring?
Andrew
Yes. But also, I’m fucking exhausted.
Perhaps you should set fires earlier in the day, so I don’t have to miss sleep.
10
You want me to set fires in broad daylight?
Andrew
It would be a nice change of pace.
10
No, it’s easier to fade into the background at night.
Besides, the fire is prettier when it’s dark.
Andrew supposes he’s got a point. For a lunatic, anyhow.
After calling the arsonist an idiot and getting another sad face emoji in response, the two talk until Andrew's eyes refuse to stay open. That’s when he drifts off and dreams of a fire at the beach. It’s huge and 10 is there, of course. And he’s got that sad look on his face again. Andrew subtlety waves and when he blinks, 10 is gone.
Just like the real thing.
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BLOOD EVERYWHERE
aftg · aaron minyard centric · 10.5k, t
on trauma, mirrors, and memories
Before Nicky can do more than open his mouth, Andrew says, “I’m abstaining from violence.” Nicky closes his mouth and looks at him. Andrew smiles, almost as guileless as when he’d been on his meds, and spreads his hands. “Joan of Exy’s convinced me.”
Aaron snorts. That seems to wake Kevin up, and gets him back on track. “Andrew’s not involved,” he tells Nicky impatiently. “Between Aaron and Neil.”
“Why are Aaron and Neil fighting?” Nicky wants to know.
“They’re not,” Kevin says at the same time that Neil says, “He’s jealous of my superior relationship,” and Aaron says, “Have you met him?”
read on ao3
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I was legit gonna be in Astarion's corner for Supreme Vampirehood. But. Man. Homeboy is just as traumatised as his turner. Cazador is just fucked up and trying to survive. I can blame him for the means in which he tried to survive but I can't for having the fears etc that he had.
Im just glad Astarion ended it. I'm legit, so so proud of him too. Karlach gets it!
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I'm glad I'm not alone in wanting Ryan to get Rob to get a tumblr to see the amount of people who would shit themselves cause I would find it personally hilarious to not only see the fandom wide freakout but also Rob's reaction to said fandom. Frankenstein shunning his monster and then chasing it after he murders his fiancé and then dying in the pursuit vibes.
It would be hilarious!! I'm not ashamed of my blog at all, hey, if Rob wants to see what I get up to when it comes to his weird little show, that's good with me. I think it would be hysterical if he read any of my posts, and doubly so if he made an account and people started asking him about macdennis 😭 Cmon.
And... have we all forgotten the times where he used to lurk twitter anyway? I mean, I'm pretty sure he knows what we do here, tumblr account or not... Uh, pic related.
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Hey Aerie! Your banner says Wipwednesday is closed but you just posted the thing for it so I'm unsure if you already got enough? If yes, please ignore this and have a lovely day!! If not, could I have some Arsonist Neil? (I had a very long and hard debate about who I wanted, I love them all too much to pick favourites XD) I hope Vampjean is nice to you and you get to the sucking soon! Ily, have a good day!
WIP Wednesday (6/5) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 180)
A few days later Andrew comes home exhausted. He’d spent his entire shift feeling like his skin was on too tight. Like he needed to peel it off just to be able to breathe. The utter silence when he steps into his apartment is like a warm hug, if Andrew liked hugs. He sighs deeply, shutting and locking the door behind him. Finally, he feels almost human. But he needs food, a shower, and sleep— not necessarily in that order.
Andrew shoves a pan lined with chicken nuggets into the oven on the way to the bathroom and takes a long, hot shower. Just after he changes into something loose and comfortable, the timer beeps and he goes to retrieve his food. Next to his nuggets he piles half a bag of Doritos, a handful of Sour Patch Kids, and a copious amount of mustard. Then he takes a beer from the fridge and puts his food on the coffee table before collapsing on the sofa.
He doesn’t bother with the television, opting to sit in the dark with his ridiculous dinner. The sooner he’s fed and can go to bed, the better. Andrew pops the top off his beer, picks up a Dorito, and—
His phone starts ringing. He turns a vicious look on the device, trying to will it to shut the fuck up. But that doesn’t work. So he grabs it and sees 10’s photo lighting up the screen. For the first time since they started talking, Andrew declines the call.
Andrew
Not right, okay?
The reply is instant.
10
Are you alright?
You usually call me on the way home from work. You got out an hour ago, right?
Andrew sighs and abandons his plate to text him back.
Andrew
Yes. I don’t feel like talking right now.
Tomorrow.
10
Alright. Goodnight.
Take care of yourself.
Andrew grits his teeth and pushes his phone away from him. Fucking idiot arsonist. Giving a shit about Andrew. Moron. Andrew eats three chicken nuggets, six Doritos. Has a sip of beer. Then he texts back.
Andrew
Fine.
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