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The beginning is a very good place to start.
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i was always a neil ride or die but tsc just cemented for me that andrew saw the vision and locked that shit down immediately
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fanfic idea: aftg told from the pov of houses andrew and neil lived in. narrative soaked in culpability of being an uninvited voyer into someone’s most private, most vulnerable, most horrific moments. told by impartial witnesses, unable to change anything
walls of evermore creaking in despair and dripping blood. the attic of cass’ house letting out echoes of groans from years ago into the howling wind. basement in baltimore gathering dew from the victims’ tears on its cobwebs. fox tower’s hallways whispering giggles they overheard
#going slightly insane over this#aftg#all for the game#the foxhole court#neil josten#andrew minyard#ao3#fanfiction
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Height gap romance except the shorter one is frequently depicted in situations where they are contextually taller. The taller one sitting while the shorter one looms over them. Both of them lying in bed with the taller one’s head pressed to the shorter one’s chest. The shorter one straddling the taller one’s lap and leaning down for a kiss. The taller one on their knees as the shorter one tilts their head up. Please, it makes me go feral
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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it
#I sleep write a scene in my mind and then spend months chasing after it#and I never manage to get it quite the same too
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love scrolling through incredible aftg art on here and zooming in on the tiny face tattoo to see whether it’s a 2 or 3 to determine whether it’s Kevin or Jean
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Neil got his unhinged, mental, bullshit-spewing mouth from his mama. Stuart was in the book for all of 4 pages in tsc and was just as blunt, unfiltered, making the same off the wall comments his nephew does. shit runs in the family clearly
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All I can see is Neil and Riko at the end of the All for the game.
If anyone wants to draw them - please tag me!
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The King's Men - Chapter Seventeen (19)
Day: Friday, April 26th / 27th*
Time: 3:40 AM EST
Kevin gestures feebly to Neil, so Neil presses the bandage back into place over swollen, reddened skin. Neil drops his hand back to his side and clenches his fingers into a fist to hide the excited tremor. He doubts either Kevin or Andrew notice; they are too busy staring each other down. At length Andrew smiles, slow and cold. It is the first time he's smiled since coming off his drugs, and Neil can't help but stare.
"Now it's getting fun," Andrew says.
"Finally," Kevin says, equal parts exhaustion and exasperation.
Art used with permission by Emry-Stars-Art. Thank you @emry-stars-art!
*Due to the Leap Year, I have opted to highlight the day rather than the date to keep the events in occurrence to the 2007 year. I will continue to mark both days accordingly.
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Sorry didn't realize u guys didn't get bird Kevin.
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and I mean it too!! little miss “I said no, you have to live, and I never asked him if he actually wanted to”. my conspiracy theory: nora is actually just wymack in a trench coat
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gotta love how the variety of aftg characters allows me to project each and every issue of mine onto them
#looking at you neil#and andrew#and nicky#and–#all for the game#aftg#the foxhole court#tsc#the sunshine court
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rip neil josten, your eyes must have been so fucking dry what the hell
#contacts are so damn uncomfy after a while istg#also bud I hate to break it to you but those brown contacts can’t hide the blue for shit#it’s no surprise that andrew figured you out so quickly#aftg#all for the game#neil josten#the foxhole court
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one more bit from “my love mine all mine” bc I’m actually kinda proud of how I captured drugged andrew’s thought process:
Everything's so damn funny lately. Kevin's desperation to get him to care about exy, the scarecrow of the man that hides under the name Neil, Wymack looking at him like he might be worth something more than the knives hidden under his armbands. And the pills, especially those little bastards. They're so funny they squeeze involuntary giggles through his teeth all the time.
It's truly hilarious that after so many survived years, Andrew is still just a naïve little kid on the inside. That all his truths still crumble when faced with reality. Andrew thought that even if his choices and body were never his, at least his mind was his own. That he could always take shelter in the privacy of his own head, that this was the one thing he would always have control over. And he fought for it, too. It's why he actually cooperated with Bee - he decided that he wouldn't allow anything, not memories and not past experiences to take control over his thoughts. Now, the pills laugh at him from where he sees them out of the corner of his eye.
Andrew laughs right back at them, dizzy and nauseous. It's like he has been spinning for a long time, and he can't stop. His thoughts cycle constantly, wildly; blue pills, blue eyes, blue like cyan, that's like cyanide, one of the symptoms of the poisoning is shortness of breath and tinnitus, tinnitus, there is always ringing in his ears but he doesn't know if it's from screaming or laughing and he doesn't know if it's coming from his own mouth or from other's and he doesn't know when was the last time he could take a full breath and there are maggots crawling under his skin, and he wants to cut himself open and pluck them out one by one, but he's not allowed, and he's not allowed to stop either, to pause, to breathe, to think.
Frankly, it's exhausting. Constant racing thoughts, a constant stream of feelings fabricated entirely from those funny little pills. Every time he's fed one of those, on a schedule, like a fucking dog, he obediently swallows and then imagines little blue, cyan pills dancing around in his brain. Andrew doesn't think that's the drugs' desired effect, but he doesn't say anything. Enough words fall unbidden from his mouth these days.
He stays quiet and never alone and never in control, just him and the dancing pills, spinning, spinning like on a carousel, and oh he was on a carousel once with Cass, Cass like Cassandra, that database management system that supports computer clusters, Andrew knows because he read about it once and now his mind will never let him forget and Andrew thinks he needs a Cassandra for his brain to manage all clusters of his memories and then he remembers that he needed Cass too, not that long ago, Cass the person, not the database system and he wanted her to stay but where Cass was there was Drake and there were hands dancing on his skin, dancing just like those little pills and isn't that so funny? It seems funny. Everything's so damn funny lately.
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Okay yes we know that Andrew sprinted, dashed, HURTLED even, when he saw Neil on his knees even after blocking 150 + attempts on his goal because he loves that man. But also-
It had been Andrew’s idea to put Neil against Riko in the first place.
For Andrew it was reach Riko or die. (Die knowing that his contributing to exy ended Neil’s life.)
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something something au where aaron and neil are best friends first :)
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