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double--blind · 6 months

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(SPOILERS) breaking down how obsessed Andrew is w/his sister bc he's a repressed lil liar and I'm going insane

This post got longer than I intended it to

1. He claims they don't spend enough time apart from each other to even begin missing her so he doesn't even know if he would, but just earlier in the game he was apart from her for probs like 30 mins tops to investigates some cultists and guess what???? He was already missing her 😒

2. Says "I thought you grew out of this touchy-feely crap" when Ashley asks for a hug, but earlier when he was cooking dinner, he was the one with the inexplicable urge to "pull this broody bitch into [his] arms and force her to stay until she smiles" 😒

3. Piggy-backing off the last screenshot: WHAT OTHER THOUGHTS, ANDREW??? yOU WERE JUST THINKING ABT HUGGING HER. WHAT DO YOU EVEN MEAN. THESE ARE SIMPLY INNOCENT BROTHERLY THOUGHTS ARE THEY NOT????? 🤨🤨🤨

4. Bro just can't keep his hands off her. And everyone thinks Ashley's the clingy one jeez (lol the way he springs apart from her when Mom catches them is definitely definitelyyyy not worth analyzing. nope. not even when it happens a second time on the couch. nope. nooope)

5. What. What is he thinking here. Don't think I don't see those grey lil blush lines. Is this connected to my third point somehow bc like... 🤨😬 Is "Andrew" is gonna start doing and being what "Andy" was too spineless and afraid of doing?? That's what the vow was partly abt right?? Does that include—

5. WHEWWW BOY that little flashback with his gf has so much baggage in it I just wanna dissect. His girlfriend's tryna have a serious discussion with him abt his weird sister for the sake of bettering their relationship bc she genuinely loves him, but he just gets caught up in fondly talking abt said weird sister instead??

6. He's awfully hesitant abt Ashley learning some independence, bc y'know what?? I think he doesn't really want her to stop relying on him. But what do I know y'know

6. Wants his gf to put tie her hair up in a ponytail, then when she refuses bc he'll pull on it, says it's just "how boys express their love". Well. You know who else puts there hair up in a ponytail??? You know who else's hair he's always pulling on and touching???

7. The voicemails in his gf's phone left by Ashley are heard by him in his dreams, and his dreams are a construction of his mind utilizing his memories, personal hangups, and knowledge of Ashley. The voicemails irl were left on his gf's phone, and for all we know, he never actually listened to them in person. Bearing this in mind... odds are the things Ashley's saying contain bits of truths he believes within himself, filtered thru her crude, hateful dialogue.

Here. I transcribed one of them...

"DO YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME!? Just because you can fuck him and I can't? You think that's love?! Are you fucking delusional?? Cumdumpsters like you are just that. He will never love you. Not like he loves me. I am the only one. I am everything. I am the secrets you'll never hear. When he lies in bed at night, and when he needs someone to hold on to… It's not you he seeks out. It is me."

8. Claims Ashley's the one with the jealous streak, not him, but I think he's just as bad. The only difference is that Ashley's never given him reason to act on it since all she's ever wanted was him, but at the slightest mention of her gettin it on w/someone else, even as a joke, he gets mad. "OVER MY DEAD BODY!!" he says, when she's jokingly contemplating getting knocked up via the neighbor so an ambulance would come for her. "I wouldn't let them," he says, when she's complaining abt not being pretty enough for the wardens to bang her

9. Going hand-in-hand with that fact, he's intensely protective of her. Didn't hesitate to cleaver the warden who found her in the closet (probs didn't even BLINK lmaooo he chose VIOLENCE), and when the cake-stealing cultist insulted her just once, he stepped forward just like that

10. In their apt, when they were lying on the floor talking abt jumping off the balcony, he was really caught up in the "romantic" fantasy of them committing a double suicide and dying with their bodies entwined so irreparably by the impact they form one unified corpse "never to be separated!" and they get buried in the same coffin together. UM??? Bro fr thought he was the sane one of the two. That wasn't even true before the cannibalism and demon summoning 😭😭😭

BONUS:

11. This might just be me, but his reaction to seeing the post-sex vision doesn't strike me as someone who's inherently opposed to the idea. Instead of disgusted, he was... flustered?? He acted like she walked in mid-guilty pleasure wet dream. This wasn't a "GROSS THATS INCEST" reaction which is... the most normal reaction to have. That's the face of a man that got CAUGHT bro.

He asks "we're not like that, are we?" and "why are you like this?" and questions the veracity of the vision, but he never actually explicitly denies wanting the vision to happen, more focused on Ashley and her reaction. He buries the elephant under the rug as fast as he can, bc yeah, it struck a landmine, but it probably wasn't a landmine for the reason Ashley thinks it is. I bet the vision just hit a little too close... :P

#the coffin of andy and leyley #coffincest #andrew x ashley #tcoaal #txt post #character analysis #andrew graves #bro is MESSED UP and I'm only scratching the surface #half of this post is analyzing his gf and I'm not even done man I didn't even mention how Julia is both a foil for Ashley and a lookalike #he both chose a girl completely different from her (mfer's compensating) and someone who reminds him of her

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panic-at-the-fiction · 3 years

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1983 pt3

Summary: Ten years later (y/n) is now earning her PhD at Oxford, when she is called home in a emergency involving another telepathic student, Jean Grey and the nightmares she’s been having.

Warnings: just following the movies plot right now.

A/N: I’ve had some bad luck recently and let’s just go with writing isn’t the most important thing on my mind. I’ll try to keep it weekly tho. @whyiswhatahow @willalaufeyson @flowersfrom197o @neenieweenie @laic2299

My father was alive. Probably being held against his will, but alive. “We have to find him.”

“I know that voice is Xavier. Where is he?” The military guy's voice says.

“We don’t know,” most of us shout back.

Peter, who seems a little lost, pipes up a few seconds short of everyone else. “Yeah, bro, we don’t know!”

I can hear an alarm from over the microphone before he shuts it off. He and the other men take off to investigate. I sit down on the ground and try to focus.

“Whatcha doing?”

“I’m trying to focus, so I can find my dad.”

“Oh yeah, yeah… but how are you going to do that, you're just an empath.”

“Mutants can unlock so much untapped power through the unconscious mind. I’ve barely scratched the surface, and I've unlocked so much already. Even with all that, I can still find him without it. He spoke to me during his message. He wanted me to come find him, so his mind was open to me. Like a back door, I just need to retrace his steps. If I can just focus,” I close my eyes and hope he takes the hint to leave me alone.

He didn’t. “Ok, you just let me know if I can help with that. I'm super good at focusing. I can focus on Pac-Man and play all day. Though I did have trouble focusing on school, so maybe I'm not as good at it…”

“Peter! Please just be quiet and leave me alone.” He shuts up and I take a deep breath. When I close my eyes and replay my father's message in my head, it’s like I can see him. He’s sitting on some rocks with Eric and some other mutants behind him. I try to look for landmarks or placements, but I don’t even know where I am. How can I figure out where he is?

“Uh (y/n)” I try to tune out Peter. “(Y/n).”

“Peter, please, I'm trying to focus.”

“No (y/n) I mean look out!” Opening my eyes, I see the bright red laser coming at me. I go to move out of the way, but someone’s grabs me and I feel a gush of wind. There’s a loud boom and some falling debris, but when I look around, I’m several feet away from where I had been sitting. Peter had grabbed me before I could run and was now crouched with me, using himself to shield from the debris.

I blink a few times to process, “thank you.”

His face turns all nervous and embarrassed and steps back and helps me up. He tries to play it with his usual charms. “Oh yeah, no big deal, just doing my running thing.” It just comes out dorky.

Jean and some other students stand at the blown away wall. “Come on, guys, we know a way out.” They rush down the hall and soon a blue mutant poofs beside us of smoke.

We stopped at a hangar with a small jet in it. “Hank, you think you can fly this thing?”

He laughed, “Yeah, it shouldn't be that hard.”

“Good because I know where the professor is.” Jean adds.

I smile at her and give her a pat on the shoulder. “When did you get to be so smart?”

“Not a little girl anymore (y/n)”

“I know, I know.”

“Hey everybody, look at this, flight suits.” The student with the glasses opened the locker doors to show us.

“Guess it’s time to suit up.”

My dad was all the way in Egypt. We, on the other hand, we’re in Canada. We were lucky that Hank could fly this thing, otherwise we may never get there in time for a commercial plane.

We hit a spot of turbulence and the jet began to rattle a bit. I could feel the students were getting tense.

“Were you scared? That day in D. C?” Jean asked Raven.

“No.” The others looked worried at that answer, but Raven had more to her pep talk. “But I was scared on my first mission. “I was on a plane like this with my friends. About your age. We called ourselves the X-men. Your brother Alex was there. He was a real handful”

I looked over at the student with the glasses, “Your Alex’s little brother?” He nodded. “He used to talk about you like you were the moon. Scott did this today or when I went home, I got to see Scott. He thought you were the greatest.” He seemed to be processing this.

“What happened to the other kids on that plane? The X-men?” Kurt asked.

Raven frowned, “Hank and I are the only ones left. I couldn’t save them. I told you I’m not a hero.”

“Well, you're a hero to us. Seeing you that day in DC changed my life.”

“Mine too,” added Scott.

“Mine too,” Peter said. I looked at him strangely. Finding that all hard to believe. He shrugged, “I mean, I still live in my mom's basement. I met my dream girl once, but I messed that up too. Too afraid of commitment, you know the usual stuff.” He huffed, “But yeah, everything else is… well, the exact same.” He smirked, “I’m a total loser.”

We all laughed at him, and suddenly no one was tense or nervous anymore. Leave it to Peter to lighten the mood.

I tapped him on the shoulder. “You really still live in your mom's basement?” I laughed,

“Oh yeah, but you’d love it. I got it all set up, I got the latest game console, a new Mrs Pac-Man machine. It’s totally updated.” He paused for a second and scratched his head. “If we get through this… maybe you would want to come and check it out?”

“You really meant that about meeting your dream girl?”

He laughed, “oh yeah she was super hot, you would have loved to meet her too.”

I slapped him lightly in the chest. “Oh shut it Maximoff. You just had to ruin the moment.” But I couldn’t help but laugh at him for it.

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