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“The Foxes Are All I Have”
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let him have as many cats as he wants actually
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My take is that whenever Foxes play Marry, Kill, fuck they always chose to kill Kevin. Not because it's what they want, no no because it's the funniest option for three simple reasons.
A) Kevin believes every game can be lose or won, Marry Kill Fuck included.
B) And of course Marry is the winning option, Kill the losing one, while fuck is just lukewarm second place, in his world.
C) And the most important thing - Kevin absolutely hates losing.
That being said, anytime some Fox chose to kill him he rages and argues and in so many details its almost a presentation, explains how he would be a great husband! He would! Fuck you!
Foxes love it. Watching Kevin rage quit in marry kill fuck game is absolutely a highlight of the day.
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I don't know about yall but I think this is the funniest reveal possible
#the drafts#every bit of information I get about the drafts makes me want to read all of them#like do I personally like this?#no but I sure am intrigued by how else the characters were different that it led to this
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#I voted and then had to face palm#I don’t live up to my username#except Dan would also pick Matt so I guess we’re all good.
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I know this is not new information, but I've seen a fresh wave of people confused about what the fuck Andrew planned to do as a 5'0 man with a knife against the literal mafia, so.
I think the fact that neither Neil nor Kevin lost their faith in Andrew’s ability to protect them after he was attacked by Drake (unable to stand his ground against a single man with a bottle, let alone the Yakuza/Nathan with their guns) is the best proof we have that the deal was never about physical protection. This is confirmed by the way Neil never expects Andrew to save him from his father, in fact cuts him loose before Baltimore as soon as danger is truly near.
Andrew is a pretty self-aware character, and he wouldn't make promises he knows he can't possibly see through, so I think he knows what Kevin and Neil also know: what they need from him, and thus what he promises, is not physical protection.
To Kevin, he promises safety from the Moriyamas, and the way we see him enact that safety (at Kathy's show, at the banquet) shows exactly what it's about: when Riko starts getting into your head, when he makes you doubt yourself, makes you think maybe you should go back to Evermore, I won't let you. I will get you away from him, I will treat him like he's just some dude to remind you that you can face him without kneeling. I will be your spine until you find your own, I will stand my ground for you until you can do it yourself.
That's why the scene when Kevin gets to the dorm with his tattoo and Andrew's eyes show so much feeling is huge not just for Kevin but for Andrew: because that was the whole point of their deal, Kevin has found his spine, Andrew bought him the space and time to do it.
To Neil, he promises safety from the people hunting him down, and that means: I will give you something to build a life around (keys, drives to nightly exy practices, someone to lean on, someone who will listen without flinching). When you feel like running, I will be someone you can call to come pick you up. When you forget, I will remind you who you are: Neil Abram Josten.
Andrew stands between Kevin and Riko and between Neil and his father not as an impenetrable wall but as an obstacle in their vision: not shield but focal point.
(Makes me think of that scene in The Haunting of Hill House, Hugh holding Steven's neck to keep him from looking at the ghosts, saying, Look at me, just look at me, keep your eyes on me. That's what Andrew’s constantly doing --even literally, when Kevin is spiralling after Wymack tells the team about the district change and Andrew makes him look away from his broken hand and up at him).
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Andrew getting hurt midgame in an important match and needs to go to hospital
Neil wordlessly and immediately starts taking off his own gear to go with him
Kevin stops him
"what are you doing Neil why are you taking those off? you can't go with him, i care about him too but he'll be fine there. Abby and coach got him."
Neil doesn't answer, in fact, he acts like kevin doesn't even exist. he finishes taking off his gear and goes to grab his duffel
Kevin snatches Neil's duffel before he can grab it
"Neil, don't be stupid, what about exy?"
at this moment, Neil looks at kevin, gives a maniac laugh, and there, kevin sees pure urge to kill
Neil gives him his most murderous look, already angry at who ever jump at Andrew on the court
"Oh poor Kevin, FUCK EXY, FUCK YOU, AND FUCK WHOEVER OPENS THEIR FUCKING MOUTH NEXT. anything happens to Andrew and then you, this whole fucking court with every single fucking person in it is going to fucking burn down to fucking hell"
(Afterwards, Alison wins a bet as someone who insisted Neil cares about Andrew more than exy)
when Andrew was conscious enough Nicky told him what happened 5 times over and over("have u ever heard Neil say fuck exy?? it was awsome. i wish i had it recorder, u could set it as ur ringtone")
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neil and/or andrew, kiss 2 or 4 or 6 or 5 or honestly you choose the number since every single one could work, kissing their cats sir and/or king
cat lovers rise up!!!!
or andrew “headbonking” the cat and the cat “headbonking” right back
Every single part of this is perfect and correct
But man am I excited to reintroduce the cats in the royal au 👀
Requests are open until the end of Dec ‘23
(Patreon info on how to get a couple of these chibis as stickers here)
#look at this perfection#this artist is killing it with all the mistletoe prompts#they’re so cute!!!#I’m in love
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Why did I just imagine a fourth person with AMIN YARD or even NEIL JOS10?
knuckle tats that say K E V I N D A Y
#I feel like the Andreil response to the Day tatoos would be either be to tease or to understand immediately why it feels like a violation#and I don’t really know which#but Neil would be v confused about his own#also 10 can totally fit on one knuckle it’s the same width or smaller than M
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Neil was struggling to breathe after a particularly hard check from the other team’s backliner. In his haste to get his neck guard off he forgot to make sure his necklace stayed hidden. Well, it was less of a necklace and more of an efficiency thing— a way for him to actually wear the ring Andrew bought him when they got married. The camera for the Jumbotron had started following him the same time as the backliner and was still on him when his ring was exposed to everyone.
Press duty after the game was what everyone expected from Neil Josten being in front of cameras— absolutely anarchy. There were so many questions about him being married and who his wife was, he just had to correct them.
“My Husband and I actually prefer to keep our private lives private, you know. I understand it’s such a wild concept to you vultures that not everything is just a grab for the next big news story, but just let us keep a little of our peace.” Neil walked right out of the room after that, tired after all the inane questioning and not willing to put up with anymore.
For the next couple months Neil was bombarded with questions about his husband. Most went ignored but every once in a while if someone asked how the husband was Neil would be inclined to answer them.
Neil thought nothing of this habit until press after his game against Andrew’s team. The only reason he didn’t think of it prior to the game was because all rational thought was overshadowed by his excitement to see Andrew in person again.
“So, Neil, how's your husband? Did he enjoy the game?” One of the most tolerable reporters asked at the end of the meeting.
Neil smiled to himself— and a little at Andrew— before saying “oh he’s great. Always has a ton of fun at games as well.”
Everyone was so focused on Neil that no one noticed Andrew leaning towards his mic until he spoke, “now that is an absolute lie. I never have fun at these things.”
With that the two looked at each other, Neil grinning like a fool and Andrew slightly amused, and together they decided to stand up and walk out of the mess they just made.
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Why does this have such Jerejean vibes?
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Headcanon that the Foxes had a bet at some point, regarding who was more obsessed with Exy: Neil or Kevin?
An after Baltimore when Neil confessed he was sure he was going to die if he didn't ran away, but stayed to be able to play Exy a few more months; a lot of Foxes where paying their debts in the background.
Kevin got the most money cause after seeing how self-destructive Neil was as long as he could continue playing, he realized he may had a normal obsession compared to him.
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after baltimore the night the foxes all sleep together the only one who actually slept was neil, and that was due to exhaustion
matt and dan unknowingly agreed to take turns, they knew they were safe but there still was that voice in the back of their minds whispering that anyone could barge into the room at any moment and hurt them
nicky and aaron spent the night staring at the inside of their eyelids replaying the last two days in loop. how did they go from playing a normal exy game to neil being kidnapped and tortured and everything that it unveiled
renee had her eyes closed, her arms wrapped around allison but her brain wouldn’t let her ignore a single sound or movement happening. her hands never stopped stroking allison’s shoulders that kept jerking awake at each movement or sound
kevin couldn’t stop staring at the ceiling, the deep need of having to drown himself into some sort of alcohol to try to forget everything that happened that night, everything that happened since neil arrived to palmetto, and everything that ever happened really
all of them were kept awake against their will by the awful memories that were starting to settle in their minds
for andrew on the other hand, the mere thought of closing his eyes didn’t even cross his mind. he stayed up all night, allowing his eyes just to shift from neil’s face to his chest to make sure he was still breathing and not hurting too much, to make sure neil wouldn’t disappear again, that no one could possibly lay a single finger on him, or take him away
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Fun fact: When Neil first met Kevin at Evermore, he was over a foot shorter.
Every time I feel like I’ve wrapped my head around how young/small Neil was at his audition, I’m hit over the head with something else. Heights are approximate and based on estimated percentiles
Image Description: A cropped version of the CDC growth chart from ages 2-20 with two points marked on the percentile lines. A purple star with the label “Kevin Day 5′3″ is along the 95 percentile curve at age 12. An orange circle labeled “Neil Josten 4′1″ is along the 5th percentile at age 10.
#aftg#neil josten#kevin day#raven!neil#all for the game#is this what it's like to be a woman in STEM?#Yes this is how I'm procrastinating the next chapter#I needed to double check something
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Hc that Andrew was a huge book nerd growing up and only said he was "allergic to books" more recently because his meds made him so unable to focus that he was no longer able to enjoy books the way he used to and he was so distraught upset that he decided he would avoid books all together, and now that he's off his meds he's able to enjoy books again (and Nicky becomes so confused when he notices Andrew going to the library more often).
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twenty questions
andreil, rated t, 500 words / series: flashes of intimacy
The bus takes forever to warm up, and it’s been too long since Neil has felt the bite of a real winter. Luckily, Andrew is a furnace.
“Are you going to fall asleep like this?” Andrew asks. It’s a fair question. The ride home is long. The back of the bus is quiet; everyone knows better than to bother them after a game. Neil’s head is pillowed in the crook of Andrew’s neck, his cold hands tucked into the pocket of Andrew’s sweatshirt. Andrew has an arm wrapped around Neil’s shoulder, his other hand resting warmly on the thigh Neil has draped over Andrew’s. Despite this, he’s not necessarily tired. Physically, maybe. But they won. Neil’s too doped up on serotonin to sleep.
“No,” Neil says. “Are you?”
Andrew hums noncommittally. Undecided, then.
“We could play a game,” Neil suggests.
“We just finished playing one.”
“No, a car game. Like from my book.” Neil received a coffee-table book of games from Nicky for Christmas, because he apparently lacks crucial childhood experiences. He tries to recall one of the games. “I Spy?”
“I spy something big, orange, and ugly hurtling down a dark highway.”
“Okay, that one might not be good for the road,” Neil admits. “There was one about license plates. You try to see how many states you can spot.”
“Pennsylvania,” Andrew says, already looking out the window. “Pennsylvania. Pennsylvania. Earlier, I saw Pennsylvania.”
“Funny,” Neil says dryly. “Fine, maybe I will sleep.”
Andrew jerks his shoulder a bit, intentionally jostling Neil.
“Twenty Questions,” he says.
Neil smiles, thankful his face is pressed into the fabric of Andrew’s hoodie. Andrew must sense it anyway, because he digs his fingernails briefly into Neil’s cheek.
“Which one is that?”
“I’m thinking of something,” Andrew says. “You have twenty questions to figure out what it is.”
It’s not yellow. It’s not something you can eat. It’s not a solid, a liquid, or a gas.
“You’re out of questions,” Andrew says.
“Fine,” Neil says, jabbing Andrew lightly in the stomach. “What was it?”
“Your irritating lack of self-preservation instincts.”
“How was I supposed to guess that?”
“By asking better questions. Your turn.”
Andrew guesses that Neil was thinking about an Exy neck guard after nine questions.
“You’re too predictable,” Andrew murmurs, mouth pressed to Neil’s hair.
Neil yawns. “Maybe you just know me too well.”
“Maybe,” Andrew says, squeezing Neil’s thigh. “But you’re also predictable.”
Neil only sighs in response. He’s so warm, and Andrew’s head is still turned so that Neil can feel the soft puffs of his breath in his hair, timed with the slow rise and fall of his torso under Neil’s hands. The whir and steady motion of the bus pull at Neil’s eyelids and at the corners of his consciousness.
“I’m thinking of something,” Andrew whispers.
“Is it sleep?”
Andrew snorts. “Yeah.”
Neil burrows impossibly closer, finally letting his eyes fall closed.
“See?” Neil murmurs. “I know you too.”
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daily aftg hc: the foxes call to check on each other. neil will get a call from matt just to see how he's doing, making sure he and andrew are settling in nicely at their new place. dan checking in with aaron to see how things are going with katelyn, offering them the truck in case they need help moving. renee calling andrew to see how that new recipe he tried last week went, setting up a time for them to see a movie or go for lunch. allison calling nicky to chat and see how the holidays went with the andrew, neil, aaron, and katelyn. even if they're states away or barely an hour, they still check in and offer to help, staying connected as best as they can over the years
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