#neil in a headband

[shouyouthesun]

so, im reading tfc again and cant stop thinking about the fact that neil requested a headband in his uniform so he could keep his bangs out of his eyes.

so that's it.

neil in a headband.

this is supposed to be a sketch and i intend to make a more detailed version of this but i suck at drawing bodies so im sad.

[cisthoughtcrime]

there's a hot gnc lesbian at work who seems normal about womanhood and unabashed about eating (specifically only) pussy and the several gendies around haven't dared start anything with her about it cuz she's just So Big Clit Energy. if you're on radblr know I love you.

[gamblingfortime]

Who was going to tell me Crowley wears gold nail polish in heaven?????

[writtenicarus]

neil canonically wears that headband banada thingy and it's not just a popular headcanon and i completely forgot and just remembered and im FLABBERGASTED nora you absolute legend

[embracing-the-ineffable]

Let's bust a popular myth!

David Tennant was NOT filming the upcoming Dr Who specials while also filming GO season 2!

Good Omens s2 filmed from Nov 2 2021 - Mar 1 2022; the Doctor Who specials filmed May 3 - July 25 2022.

So... what's with Crowley's s2 shifting sideburns and tattoo? Everything is meant. (And if you're not sure about the crew's over-the-top attention to detail, please read this post about the antique sink recreation.)

(pics above, all from s2: "oh no, it's not like that", the love confession, and planning to do a half miracle each)

It seems like Dr Who could be an easy excuse to mask s3 hints hidden within s2...

Here's the first theory/analysis I've seen, by @f0ul-f13nd. What do YOU think??

Have some more pics to study:

(pics above: before the beginning, s1 wall slam with subtext, s2 watching the awning of a new era)

(pics above: lots of angles and both sides of his face during the s2 love confession and kiss)

(pics above, from s2: learning about Azi's French lessons, threatening Jim!Gabriel)

And don't get me started on his multiple wigs and headbands during Job, or his trimmed mausoleum mutton chops. (Details with links are filed under "inconsistencies" in my pinned collection of Clues and metas, if you want them!) There's at least one unreliable narrator at play here, but the question is WHY? WHO? WHAT does it MEAN??!

Someone should ask Neil, PROPERLY! (I'm teasing, with the utmost admiration, please don't actually ask him! No magician is going to reveal their trick in the middle of their act.)

Interested in diving further into all the Good Omens mysteries? I have lots more of my own posts plus Clues and metas from all over the fandom, here.

[hmmm-shesucks]

Oh Halloween!

Nicky convinces the foxes, and by foxes I mean his bunch because the upperclassmen agree no problem, to do a ghost photo shoot. Andrew refuses to wear a white sheet so he gets black but if Andrew gets to change his color then Neil gets to be orange, and if Neil gets to be different then so does Aaron so he picks dark grey, which is close to black, but Andrew has black and they “dOn’t LiKe tO mATcH” Allison then decides that, since the Little Shits are being difficult (because they aren’t The Monsters anymore they are The Shithead, or in Aaron, Andrew and Neil’s case, Little Shits) they should all get different colors. Because White is the original plan and how it should be, Kevin sticks with white. Allison picks pink, Renee tie-dyes the bottom of a white sheet to match her hair, Nicky finds a rainbow sheet, and Dan and Matt get sheets that are split into two colors and wear them opposite each other. They each get little fox ears and sunglasses to put on their heads, except for Andrew be gets a headband that looks like a knife in his head but the glasses are fox-themed because Neil drew a line.

Anyway. They run around campus for a few hours taking all kinds of pictures. They go to the court at one point and play but the sheets keep blocking their eyes so it’s not very productive and even Kevin’s laughing his ass off by the time they decide to stop.

[hububli]

small realisations on my 4/5th?? aftg reread (TFC)

wymack is a lot meaner in the books then in fanfic lol i think we kinda made him a cute grouch but he's a mean one

nicky?? kisses neil?? after he talked to andrew too?? whAt

neil throwing a literal clock at aaron is so funny to me still. and upending the glass wtf lol

the Moriyama Fam dynamics finally settled in, i made a chart and everything

seth is lowkey valid (except for the homophobia) but the kevin hate i kinda get, he makes a good point

honestly somone needs to write seth/allison fics bc that thing they have? that's something. and i need someone to figure it out and write steamy erotica ab it, thanks

AARON HAVING A COMPLICATED HIGHFIVE WITH THE BOUNCERS IS SO CUTE!!! omg <3

i think the comedy of these books is awfully overlooked, i mean this is the funniest shit ever (i.e. "Did you run here?😠" "No, I Walked™😐")

neil is so f***ing smart wth (HIS LOGIC OMG, honestly i am not surprised At All that he slays maths, he connects dots like it's nobody's business)

headbands with fox ears are canon. it's something students just wear out to school (what)

during the entire book, neil is stressing about how andrew might tell on him or maybe already has, but he does not a single time (besides outing his eyes by making him wear contacts but those were obvious anyways and talking to him in german) and i am 100% convinced that andrew gets a kick out of keeping neil's sercets and knowing things of him nobody else does (crush behaviour)

[inlovewithkevinday]

Headcannon that Andrew cuts off the bottoms of all his pants so they aren’t too long and neil makes headbands out of the fabric.

[logbush]

Yay a Glee (Quinn) writer! lol I miss her! Can I request reader lending her sweater to Quinn, when Quinn is home, she realizes she still has r’s sweater and she find r’s iPod. Out of curiosity, Quinn looks through it and finds a playlist titled with her name, friends to lovers please! :)

Lost Something?

1,035 words

fluff

quinn fabray x reader

a/n: this was hard to write for some reason lol. keep sending your requests, im working on them right now and they should be out sometime soon!!

if someone would’ve told you that you would’ve fallen for your best friend quinn fabray, you would’ve laughed in their face. but here you were, sitting across from her at breadstix trying hard not to lean over and kiss her. she was wearing a red sundress, matching her red headband, and jeans. a look that made your knees weak. you, however, had decided to dress down for the occasion, a hoodie and sweats, you didnt expect her to dress up so you didnt.

she looked at you and laughed softly “whats going through your mind, y/l/n,” she said softly before taking a bite of her food. you shook your head “no nothing, dont worry” you replied before pushing your plate away, something you did whenever you were done with your food. “you’re already done? i just started!” she joked, trying to finish her food faster. “hey, we dont have to finish at the same time” she laughed softly before copying you and pushing her plate away towards you after she finished.

the waitress brought the check by, you and quinn looked at each other. you both wanted to pay but you didnt want to fight about it so you just let her. she smiled as she reached for the check and put her card in it. you sat back and looked at her with a smile. “you let me pay?” she questioned. “i didnt want to fight about it” you answered. she shook her head “we wouldn’t have fought, i would’ve just made us get my way” she smiled while you laughed, “sounds like a fight to me” the waitress brought back quinn’s card. the blonde said a quick ‘thank you’ to her before the two of you got up and started to leave.

it was cold outside, ohio in december isn’t exactly the warmest. you looked at the cheerleader next to you, watching as she was shivering. you quickly took your hoodie off before handing it to her “put it on” you instructed as you walked with her to your car. she looked at you, without your hoodie you were left in just a t-shirt. she shook her head “i dont want you to freeze” she wrapped her arms around her body, trying to conserve warmth, “i’m not going to freeze, q, you might though” quinn scoffed jokingly before taking the hoodie from your hands and slipping it on, the smell of you wafting through her senses.

quinn wouldn’t never admit this to anyone, but she was starting to catch feelings for you as well. you did the sweetest things try to make her happy, like giving her your hoodie whenever she was cold or making her her favorite pastry whenever she was sad. you remembered the small things and she loved that about you.

you dropped quinn off at her house about a half an hour ago. she had been sitting on her bed in your hoodie all that time. she turned on her side and put her hands in the pocket. the blonde felt something touch her hand. curious, she pulled it out of the pocket and looked at it. your ipod. god, you must’ve been dying without this. you can barely go five minutes without music.

quinn got curious about what you had been listening to all these years so she decided to go through it. show tunes, neil diamond, john denver, billy joel, simon and garfunkel. all people she was expecting, you weren’t very new with your tastes. she kept going through it before landing on a playlist. this playlist intrigued the blonde, as it was titled ‘quinn <3’.

the cheerleader smiled at the sight before quickly clicking on it before she could think. make you feel my love, lucky, something, but one song stood out to her, you belong with me by taylor swift. the only song from this playlist she actually knew and knew the meaning of.

quinn sat stunned, the thought of you actually liking her back made her crazy. she couldn’t wait til tomorrow to find out, she needed to know now. the blonde raced downstairs and outside to her car. she got in and drove to your house, breaking numerous speeding and stopping laws.

once the blonde got to your house she knocked on the door until someone answered. just to her luck, you were the one who answered. “whats up quinn? why are you knocking so much?” quinn looked up at you, looking at you dressed in sweats and a tank top. she gently bit her lower lip before holding up your ipod, “lost something?” she said with a smirk. you smiled brightly before yanking your ipod from her hands “oh my god i thought this was gone forever! was it in my hoodie?” you questioned while bringing her inside and up to your room. quinn nodded and sat on your bed “it was, you know, there was a certain little playlist that caught my eye”

your eyes went wide and you looked down, trying to avoid any and all eye contact “i dont know what you’re talking about” you mumbled. quinn smiled and looked at you, she didnt need your confirmation, your reaction made her know you liked her. you felt the warmth of her hand on your back rubbing soft circles “hey its okay, can you look at me for a minute?” she questioned. you looked at her, scared for whats going to happen. the blonde used her hand to cup your cheek, gently rubbing the apple of it. “you like me right?” she asked. you closed your eyes in fear, you didnt want to lose her. you just nodded in response, your eyes still closed.

quinn sighed and looked at you, she knew you weren’t going to open your eyes so instead of trying to talk to you, she just placed a gentle kiss on your lips. “i like you too” she said softly. you opened your eyes slowly, making eye contact with her before kissing her again. she smiled and kissed back before laying down on her back, inviting you to lay on her. you laid your head on her chest.

“so are you gonna send me that playlist, love?”

[shouyouthesun]

Neil in a headband

again

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Happy Wednesday, Aerie! I'm loving the Mer Roadtrip AU, you're an incredible writer <3 I can't wait to see Neil's daring escape. Angel Neil for this week, as always, and I hope it gives you less trouble this week. I'm slowly collecting more questions I come up with about the AU in a silly little text file, so one day I can send you another ask (yes, Angel Neil consumes my thoughts on occasion). I hope you have a lovely week (even if it sometimes feels hard to get anything done, there's always the next day, yk?)

WIP Wednesday (5/8) | Guardian Angel Neil AU (Part 185)

On Friday night, Andrew finds himself perched on the back of the couch waiting for everyone else to put the finishing touches on their atrocious costumes. Well, he and Kevin are already done, but Nicky is debating whether he should wear the eyepatch that came with his pirate-suit.

“I sincerely think it’s a bad idea,” Kevin says from beside Andrew. He is sitting on the couch the correct way, but looking over the back of it at Nicky. He looks completely normal, his ‘costume’ even worse than Andrew’s. And sure to be lost by the end of the night. “I mean, you’re driving.”

“I think he could get us there with it on,” Andrew says, grinning. “It would be a fun challenge for you.”

“No, Kevin’s right,” Nicky says, tossing the strip of fabric onto the counter. “Besides, it would mess up my makeup.”

“I can’t believe that’s the problem you have with it,” Kevin mutters. But Andrew understands Nicky’s concern. His eyeshadow actually looks sort of good, a lot of smoky black with a bit of orange glitter mixed in. Andrew doesn’t know makeup terms. He’s never worn it himself, except for a tiny bit of eyeliner he tried once in Cass’s bathroom. He scrubbed it off immediately after.

“I can’t believe your costume is a tiny piece of plastic in your pocket,” Nicky pouts.

Kevin sighs. “Why would I pay forty bucks for a shitty cape and a vial of fake blood when the plastic fangs suffice? It makes no sense to spend a lot of money for one night!”

“You’ll get married in an exy uniform, won’t you?” Nicky asks, shaking his head. The parrot pinned to his shoulder flops around a bit making the bird look drunk. “I mean, you’re almost as bad as Andrew over here.”

Andrew is offended. He would never get married in an exy anything. He wouldn’t get married, period.

“At least my costume is visible,” Andrew says, pointing to the top of his head where sits a headband with a couple of pokey little horns sticking out of his hair.

“Barely,” Nicky tuts. “You need a haircut, you can barely see them. Where’s the tail?”

“I am not wearing something that sticks off my ass. Ever. Especially not at Eden’s.” Andrew says, holding his hands up. “Kevin, would you like to borrow it?”

“No,” Kevin snaps. “The teeth are fine.”

[wednesdayshadow]

Neils Tumblr answers led me to do this (part 3)

The wedding ceremony, if one could call it that, is being held at an indoor movie theatre that is currently showing Fertilize the Blaspheming Bombshell starring Bo Hopkins. They were able to close the theater as no one has come to see this film in quite some time even though the popcorn is made with just the right amount of butter and Sheila Caan is wearing a very skimpy bikini. Crowley is exquisite in his choice of wedding attire. High heeled snakeskin boots with gothic black feather shrug cape and parachute pants and he accessorizes well with his hair pulled back in a matching snakeskin stretchy headband adorned with multi-colored rhinestones. No one will ever call him disaster coded again! Sadie looks radiant in her pirate outfit complete with wooden peg leg and tri-cornered hat with veil. She has repeatedly refused to explain the peg leg. When it comes time for the vows the officiate, Roger The Postman, turns first to Crowley who says: “I, take you, to be my awful wedded wife, to have and to scold, from this day fast-forward for better but not worse, for richer, sans poorer, forget sickness only in health, to loathe and to cherish, till suspicious death do we part” Roger, then nods at Sadie who then recites hers: “I take you to be my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, until death do we part, or you turn into a zombie. Because then we’re going to have to start seeing other people.”. There are no rings to be exchanged as Sadie claims wedding rings are just trappings of the patriarch. So, instead, they do the Jiveshake. Crowley and Sadie then retire to the area behind the screen. They make love behind the screen while people dressed as rabbits bring them jam sandwiches. The aforementioned movie begins to play for the guests. As they get dressed, they exchange clothes, Crowley sees the pies that the rabbits left out and starts eating them. Suddenly, 3 large goats rush the area behind the screen and devour the groom while Sadie watches on in horror! Crowley’s last word is “pedometer”. Suddenly, in his place stands a very large aardvark. The aardvark surveys its surroundings and upon seeing Sadie says with great aplomb and a Scottish brogue, “Good day to you madame, my name is Arnold the Animated Aardvark pleased to meet you.” He then leaves the stunned bride to jump into the Bentley and drive away while The sounds of The Velvet Undergrounds “I’m Set Free” are blaring from the car speakers. Roger the postman glares at the retreating car and with a tilt of his head and a middle finger extended he exclaims, “Put a sock in it mate!”

[lorifragolina]

A well planned plan

Hello! We are almost done with the @harringrovesummerbingo, three more squares to go! This one had been funny for me, I'd like to write better the silly interaction with the siblings and the clumsiness of Billy!

Title: A well planned plan

Square & Prompt: B1 "bily needs help putting sunscreen on"

Rating: Teen and up

Word Count: 1861

Major Tags: Banana jokes (without realizing)

Summary: Max is determined to help his brother getting the guy he likes, now that they are in good terms. They seem reluctant, but she is very good scheming in favour of the new couple!

Read it on AO3

Billy used to keep his beauty product hidden in a toilet case under his bed when he lived with Neil: the only things his father allowed were colony and hairspray, and the last was always on the edge. The hair curler, the special conditioner he used eking it out, the wax, the tweezers, not to mention the make up, were strictly forbidden and he had to be really careful when he used them.

Now, he lived with Max and Susan after she finally broke up with him, but sometimes he had difficulties to forget the old habits; anyway he now shared the bathroom only with Max and his products were more than hers, by far.

“Shitbird, did you see my headband…” he pushed Max’s door, semi opened, and caught his stepsister with his blue headband on her hair and a clay mask on her face, trying to paint her toenails.

“Max, how many times I have to say it, pink yours, blue mine,” sighed Billy, who gladly shared his things but was pretty jealous when she took them without permission.

“Well I couldn’t find mine,” she pouted, trying to concentrate.

Billy sighed again, throwing the pink headband against her. “If only you didn’t leave your things around… well, nevermind, I’ll help you with this if you help me put the rollers on”.

Max nodded and Billy sat in front of her, doing her nails.

If someone would tell him a year before that he and Max will share beauty routines so easily, he would laugh in their face. Last summer they were at each other’s throat, and they barely bared  to breath the same air; but once Neil went out from their life, it was evident that he was the culprit of the oppressive atmosphere in the house; Billy was already an adult, for his own sake, and he could choose if following his father or leave alone, and Susan let him move in; he found a job in the pool after school until graduation and now he would work full time, and he was glad to give his money to Susan while he was thinking what to do in the future.

He caught Max once trying to do a hairdo on herself, snorting frustrated, and he offered to help her, explaining how to texturize her straight hair and how to twist them in order to avoid the bobby pins to fall off. After that Max shyly asked his help for more hairstyles, then for her nails and without realizing, Billy had become the living Barbie of Max and Jane, and he would even share his collection of glosses and lipstick with them. He taught how to make a perfect cupid’s bow, they laughed a lot together trying to apply fake eyelashes and they definitely became friends. 

It had been during a shopping session in the Starcourt that Billy let his guard down and outed himself and his crush on Harrington. 

Max dragged him to Scoops Ahoy even if Billy kept saying he didn’t want an ice cream.

“Oh, come on, I want one. Look, I have the money”.

“I’ll wait for you there,” Billy crossed his arms.

“But why? I’ll buy one for you too”.

“I don’t want one, that’s all!”

Their bickering started to attract people’s attention, and even Buckley peeked on the shop door to see the source of that commotion.

Billy saw her and blushed.

“Ok, fine, I’ll come, happy now?”

Max was clueless, obviously, so entered cheerfully in the shop, greeting Steve and Robin warmly.

“Ahoy, sailor! Would you like…,” Steve started, but Billy waved a hand.

“Spare me,” he hissed. Stece chuckled.

“Well, Hargrove, with what can I tempt you today? Plain vanilla or dark, dark chocolate? Or our sweet strawberry or the tasty banana?”

Steve licked his lips and Billy lost his mind.

“… banana” he moaned, before he could really think. 

Robin made a disgusted face and Max opened her mouth wide, speechless. Steve gave his banana cone to Billy, and he took it absent minded, incapable to stop staring at him. 

“We… we have to go, Billy…” Max grabbed him for his shirt, because there was a little queue waiting behind him.

Billy grinned again at Steve. “Well, Harrington, thank you for  your banana… I mean, your cone… the… the ice cream…” he stuttered, while Max was dragging him away. Billy tried to turn back in a hot way to wave to Steve, but he stumbled on his own feets and almost fell over his ice cream.

“What was that?” Barked Max as soon as they left the shop. 

“What?” Billy pretended he didn’t understand.

“Come on, Billy, you became a clumsy chimpanzee in there, like… like Mike when he… oh, shit Billy, you don’t… don’t you…?”

“What?” Whined Billy desperately. 

“You like Steve!” Giggled Max. “Oh, are you, are you…”

 Billy looked around with panic in his eyes. 

“Please, please, Max, shut up! Ok, we will talk home, but shut up now, please!”

At home, Billy confessed in tears that he was gay and he had a bit of a crush on Harrington since last spring. Max consoled him saying that she didn’t care, she liked Jane too a little bit and she was as afraid as him to confess it. They didn’t hug, they didn’t do that, but they smiled shyly to one another and became partners in that. 

“Why don’t you ask Steve out?”

“Are you nuts? He doesn’t like me, you can be sure”.

“I don’t think so. I’m sure he is cool with you now. You should try”.

“Well I don’t know how”.

“Let it to me”.

A cold shiver shook Billy from head to toe. He was a bit scared of what he had just started.

“I have a plan”, she came out a day, maybe a week after. The summer was stuffy, and she managed that the party was trying to convince Steve, for days, without rest, to throw a pool party. It had been difficult to find pretexts, because Billy constantly gave them free passes for the public pool and they were there every day.

Max knew that Steve had come to the public pool only a couple of times since Billy worked there, and both times he suddenly ran away after seeing Billy diving in the water. She wasn’t stupid and Billy decided to follow her intuition. They only had to put them together them on a poolside, in bathsuits and see what would happen.

“The 4th of July the pool is closed, please, Steve, why can’t we have a party! Who knows where we will be next year. Steve!!” The kids constantly begged him, honking around in the Scoops Ahoy and bothering Robin until the break point.

“Oh, Steve, for God’s sake, please do something, I can’t stand them anymore. I’ll slaughter them one by one if you don’t make them stop!”

“Fine! Fine! I’ll ask my father to call the pool boy and we’ll have that goddamn party! But you will take all the food and the soft drinks, I’ll only buy the booze for me”.

Max smiled inside, pulling another thread of her plan.

“Billy had to come with me because my mother didn’t want me to go without supervision,” whined Max, in a little sorry voice, pouting with glossy eyes, when she arrived followed by Billy at Steve’s house. Billy, again, shivered seeing how good she was manipulating things for her purpose: obviously, Susan didn’t say anything about it.

“I have a watermelon,” giggled Billy, showing the fruit and the cold sixpack he was carrying.

Steve sighed looking at his shirt opened on the smooth, muscled chest and the trunk with a waistline so low he could see almost all Billy’s happy trail, and he started sweating even more. He sighed and opened a can.

Billy sat on the edge of the pool, while Max and the party were playing inside the water. MAx was on the alert at her surroundings and ready for the next part of the plan.

Steve threw the empty can of beer and walked near the pool.

Max looked at Billy and nodded, and Billy took off his shirt, spreading sunscreen on his arms and shoulders. Steve felt a little distracted when Billy rubbed it on his shiny, vibrant pecs.

“Hey, shitbird, come here and help me to put the lotion on my back,” he said in a clear, loud voice. Steve turned his head to them.

“Fuck you,” Max answered. Billy widened his eyes and started raising his voice, while Max turned her back to him.

“I’ll help you,” sighed Lucas trying to calm them.

“No”, Max looked at him with daggers in her eyes and he froze, confused about why she was acting so bitchy out of the blue.

Billy lingered with his tube of cream in his hands, and Steve could see the veins bulging on his temple. Max gave him a straight glance, that he didn’t register consciously, but he moved to the dangerous zone.

“Give me that, I’ll spread you, I mean, the lotion”, he babbled, stumbling on his feet. 

Max grunted in the water but she didn’t say anything. She met Billy’s eyes and nodded imperceptibly.

Billy reached a beach chair a little far from them and laid down on his stomach.

“Thank you, princess,” he tried to stay cool but he had to fight for letting his voice out without shaking.

Steve delicately passed his hands on Billy’s already tanned skin, tickling him with his fingertips. He spreaded the lotion well, making him jump and giggle when he touched his sensible hips. 

Steve blushed, enjoying the sensation and he couldn’t help getting sweated and drooling. 

He stretched his fingers on Billy’s neck, moving his curls, and felt the sudden impulse to kiss and bite there. He pressed a little and Billy squirmed.

“So…” Steve tried to control his voice. “What are your plans?”

“Plans? For the summer?” Billy too tried to appear cool, but he was excited and screaming inside. “I’ll work at the pool, and then…”

“No, I mean… for later,” Steve bent a little over him, and Billy had to hold a moan feeling his breath on the neck.

“I’ll take the shitbird home and then… I’m free”.

“Why don’t we… I’ll go to the hill watching the fireworks, maybe you want to join? I have weed,” Steve stuttered, managing more or less to not seem desperate.

“Ok,” smiled Billy, sitting on and taking the tube from Steve’s hand and indulging in the touch. 

Steve bit his lips a little and they smiled together, suddenly knowing everything.

“It worked, shitbird!” He screamed in the car, taking her home, and Max clapped and cheered.

“I knew! You see, I said so!”

“You’re a little smart bitch, you know!”

Billy parked at home and got a quick shower, generously spraying himself with the special occasions colony.

“If I don’t come home, you’ll know everything has been well,” he giggled.

Max nodded and sat with her mother watching TV. At midnight they watched the neighbors fireworks and then she went to bed. 

At breakfast, Billy hadn’t come home yet.

[dshr-art]

THE RINGS!!! THE EXPRESSIONS!!!! THE CAT DAD SHIRT!!!!! THE CUTE HEADBAND!!!!! ANDREW SHAVING NEILL!!!!!! I LOVE THEM BEING DOMESTIC SO SO MUCH

SO MUCH LOVE IN NEILS EYES SO MUCH LOVE IN THE AIR, SO MUCH LOVE IN THEIR LITTLE GESTURES LIKE HAND PLACEMENTS

(Your honor, they love each other so much)

I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

YOUR ANDREIL IS INCREDIBLE I LOVE THE WAY YOU DRAW THANK YOU SO SO MUCH 🥹💕

You just made me cry. I'm so happy that you notice all these little details and see exactly what I wanted to show. thank you so much!!!!

[dayurno]

thinking about andrew as a firefighter rn i just know that would turn kevin and neil into blushing idiots

unrelated but how do u feel about kevin day in a headband? bc i think this is a need give him althethic headbands, tiny fancy ones, sparkly ones, pretty patterned ones ALL OF THEM

my love @stabbyfoxandrew has an ongoing firefighter andrew fic if youre interested in that! AND YEAH I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT to me what is true is this: andrew is a menial labor man. he's never going to be a web developer or a writer or whatever he's got the linecook temperament. i think firefighter andrew is sooooooooooooo sexy and soooooooo fun and actually so attractive. is there anything MORE attractive than a person who does something real for a job... i don't think so. and plus the uniforms. firefighter andrew saving a cat from a burning building but kevin is the cat

i had to look up what athletic headbands look like!!!!!! theyre cute!!!!!!! i love kevin in all kinds of fashion and i think hed look very cute in headbands my thing really is that i dont know if kevin has the whimsy needed to wear accessories like that... he clearly has the vanity but does he have the whimsy. i think he's definitely more of a bows and ribbons girl but i can see a headband too! so long as it has a sports excuse you're golden imo

[ittyybittybaker]

If you would be so gracious as to allow it could you possibly also do the sound of reverie? - @jtl-fics

WIP Wednesday 8/30

for you, my dear, anything!! (i'm also answering these out of order bc i'm working on dinsey au rn, sssshhhhh)

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After Andrew had his snack, they head back to find the others. Luckily, they were easy to spot, thanks to the bright orange ‘FOXES TAKE DISNEY’ shirts Nicky and Renee had forced them all to wear. The team were all congregated around a display of ear headbands, which neil thought was odd, but then again he had seen many other people wearing them around, so what did he know? As they walked up, he could hear Matt and Aaron furiously whispering.

“Five bucks says Neil can get Andrew to wear a pair of ears” Matt says

“No way dude, I don’t think he would, even for him.” Aaron argues back

“You know what? I’ll take that bet.” Matt says, and sticks out his hand, which is currently covered by a large, white, four fingered glove.

“Deal.” Aaron says as he shakes Matt’s cartoonishly large hand.

 Besides the cartoon gloves, Matt was wearing a pair of ears that had symbols from the sci-fi movie he and Aaron were fans of, complete with crossed lightsabers above his head. Aaron, on the other hand, was wearing a pair of superhero ears on his head. Nicky was wearing a glittery, rainbow monstrosity that could only be from  the latest Pride collection, while Kevin was wearing a sensible ball cap with ears sewn on top because “sun protection is important guys! We can’t get heat stroke out here!”.