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dysfunctionalcreature · 2 months

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my kevandreil centered aftg headcanons in no particular order:

(disclaimer I have not reread the books in a while so my memory of canon is a little foggy)

Kevin has an (undiagnosed) severe anxiety disorder

Kevin scratches and picks at the skin of his hands (in particular his left hand) when he's anxious

Andrew will headbutt Neil and Kevin to show affection, and depending on Andrew's mood the headbutts will range from oh so very very gentle, to nearly migraine causing

Neil will hold Kevin's hands when he's stressed to stop him from picking at his skin

Andrew likes to pull Kevin down and cup his cheeks (in particular the cheek with the tattoo) and just stare at him

When they all share a bed and spoon, Andrew is the big spoon, Kevin is in the middle, and Neil is the little spoon

When Andrew is wanting to be affectionate but not that physical he will just hold onto the fronts of Neil's or Kevin's shirt

Andrew and Kevin have bonded over the similar traumas that they have acquired from foster care and The Nest

Neil and Kevin have bonded over they're shared traumas in The Nest

Kevin has weekly calls (in french) with Jean once he's with the Trojans, sometimes Neil will join the call for a bit to say hi to Jean

Kevin can and will do the most adorable and tragic pouts (big watery green eyes, bottom lip trembling) whenever he doesn't get what he wants, and sometimes that even works to convince Andrew to do something "boring"

Andrew and Neil are both very supportive of Kevin getting sober once he decides he wants to and they help him as much as they can

Andrew and Neil time: sitting on the roof together smoking. Neil and Kevin time: watching and analyzing and obsessing over exy games together. Andrew and Kevin time: just resting together in silence while Andrew holds onto Kevin

Andrew will often let Kevin lay his head in his lap, especially when Kevin's very stressed/upset about something

Kevin has extreme separation anxiety with Andrew

Neil and Andrew like watching true crime shows together, sometimes Kevin will sit with them but if he does he'll tune out to the show and read one of his nerdy books

Andrew will often pet Kevin's hair when he's resting his head in Andrew's lap

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daylightficfest · 3 months

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As a good friend once said, have you ever gotten tired of Kevin Day getting everything he wants just because he is Kevin Day?

Do you think Kevin Day is too widely revered? Do you find the radiance of him too all-consuming; too hard to perceive, let alone fathom?

Then we are not the fest for you at all, because category is Night of a Thousand Kevin Days! Daylight Savings is a fan event focused around Kevin Day, where you will be able to submit and claim Kevin-related prompts or write one of your own.

Are you interested in making Kevin Day even more self-obsessed? If the answer’s yes, stick around to learn about our schedule in the upcoming days!

#kevin day #all for the game #the foxhole court #aftg fanfic #aftg fic #kandreil #kerejean #kevjean #kandrew #kevneil #kevineil #keremy #kevjerejean #kevandreil #kevallison #kevriko #kevaaron #kevnicky

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sunriseabram · 2 months

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fandomblogs-posts · 2 months

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All for the game fandom I need your help!!!!

Has someone written a long fanfic of if Kevin, Neil and Andrew ended up being together in the series.

They followed the events of the books but the 3 ended up being together instead of just Neil and Drew??

I need it!! Please share and reblog

#andrew minyard #all for the game #aftg #fanfic #andrew x neil x kevin #neil josten #andrew x neil #kandreil #ao3

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detectivebambam · 16 days

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I’m super curious about Neil being from Poland and how that affects him (in my experience, everyone wanted to talk to the kids from other countries in high school). How do he and Andrew/Kevin get along at first?

okay yes

so his parents got divorced because of domestic violence and child abuse, and his mom moved him to America to be away from the situation. they spoke Polish at home, but Mary taught him English.

yes, the high schoolers are super excited to have a permanent foreign student. they always ask him to say something in Polish, so he always insults them in Polish.

at first, Andrew and Aaron are super suspicious of him (they have pretty much no good men in their lives other than Kevin and Wymack and they are happy to keep it that way). Neil is also super shady. he's jumpy and aggressive and knows things he shouldn't. Neil only has two classes without at least one of the twins, which gets fun (you'll have to see)

Kevin is still a jock ofc, he sees how fast Neil can run and tells him to join the school soccer team cuz they need a new forward. he then realizes Neil knows fuck all about soccer 🤭

Kevin and Andrew are together (?) when Neil shows up. thwy say they're friends with benefits, but everone knows otherwise. Neil has a little internalized homophobia and already hates Andrew because of his androgyny, then he learns that he's skipping math class to go suck dick. but as he gets closer with Kev he unlearns a lot of it and becomes the #1 Kandrew shipper (eventually getting with them)

#ty for the ask <3 #i love you #aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #kevin day #aftg fanfic #kandreil high school au #kandreil #aaron minyard

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kweenkday · 23 days

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When obsession hits, I ... Anyways. Here's a little JereJean Soulmate AU in which you share your soulmate's dreams after you meet them in person.

if you saw my darkest parts

When you meet your soulmate, you share your dreams. Even the bad ones. Especially the bad ones.

Jeremy knows he's met him—his soulmate—when he starts sharing his dreams. But those aren't just any dreams. They're all dark and violent, nightmares that make Jeremy suffocate. And Riko Moriyama is in all of them. Jeremy narrows it down to one person—Kevin Day. Except, Kevin already knows his soulmates (plural?), and Jeremy isn't one of them. So why is the universe fucking with him? And why is Jean Moreau looking at him like that?

#aftg #tsc #jean moreau #jeremy knox #aftg fanfic #aftg fic #side of kandreil

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mblack-93 · 2 months

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AFTG fic idea

Hi! I have some fic ideas for All of the Game fanfics, and want some opinions!

Pretty please? I have put some snippets of the stories with the ideas!

You can vote at the bottom for which fic I should write!

The options are;

First: Neil is not the only freshman to start at the Foxes that year, but Mike/Michaela (an androgynous person) is the other (Dealer or Striker?) They have known Andrew for years and are because of that 'adopted' into the Monsters. What nobody knows is that they are the daughter of Lola. They hate their mother and become very protective over Neil. *maybe pairing with Kevin, or with Neil/Andrew*

Snippet from this story;

''So it's true? You're a whore?'' The bitch sneers.

Michaela laughs and gives them a frightening grin. ''I never did say what my services are, did I? It's just funny that everyone always assumes it has something to do with sex.'' She purrs.

Neil has stiffened next to him, and she can't blame him. Now she knows who he is, her 'killer' smile probably makes him nervous. She knows she looks like her mother that way.

And after all, her mother is none other than his father's right hand.

Second: Neil gets badly hurt during an attack by his father, and his mother needs to leave him for a couple of weeks to get them off their trail. Neil passes out in a warehouse and gets picked up by the police and put into foster care because our boy will never say anything about his parents. There he meets Andrew at the Spear house. (you can probably imagine the horror they go through) before his mother finds him again and kidnaps him, but not before torching the house. Neil thinks Andrew is dead and is grieving, while Andrew survives the fire barely (he has some bad scars.) Andrew gets adopted by the Minyards and follows canon until Neil comes back into play in Arizona. *Andriel*

Snippet from this story;

Andrew is frozen, he had not expected to ever see Abram again. He truly thought the kid died. His only friend. He thought-

''DREW!'' Abram cries out and throws himself in Andrews's arms, and even after all these years, Andrew recognizes Abram as if he's his own touch and doesn't flinch away. No, he pulls him tighter against him, hugging him like they have never been separated. He is the only person who can touch him without warning. The only one he even wants to touch and someone who never has made his skin crawl.

''I thought you died,'' He hears Abram whisper against his ear; Andrew feels more than hears the hitched, pained breath that leaves Abram.

''I can say the same, idiot,'' He tells Abram gruffly, making the other boy snort. Christ, he's taller than Andrew now. The asshole, how dare he?

Third: Neil never ran with his mother and has grown up with Kevin in the Nest. When Kevin's hand is broken, Neil gets him out and brings him to the Foxes, he also gets Jean out, but has to pay the price himself. Then after months of silence and Kevin being sure his friend is dead, he turns up at the Foxhole Court. He has made another deal with Ichirou. If he can disgrace Riko, and kill him afterwards, he has earned Kevin's and Jean's continued freedom. He never made a deal for himself. *A Neil/Andrew/Kevin pairing*

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''You are still going to play, Kevin Day-'' A chuckle escaped the red-haired boy before him. ''-You will not let him win, and you will not give up. You will play Exy-'' ''But-'' A hard tug shut him up before he could say more. ''You are going to play Exy and show the world that those numbers mean nothing.'' He gestured to Kevin's cheek before pointing to his own. Nathaniel's had just been tattooed yesterday, before the match that ruined everything.

Kevin sucked in a breath and whimpered when Nathaniel started wrapping his hand up in bandages. He then shoved a bottle of Vodka in Kevin's lap and ordered him to drink, which Kevin did without complaint. It dulled the pain, even if it was just a little.

Kevin spaced out for a moment, but before he knew it, Nathaniel was in front of him again—this time with a duffle bag slung over his shoulder and a phone pressed against his ear.

He talked in rapid Japanese, and Kevin tried to focus on what was being said, but he could only make out a few words.

''-dangerous-'' ''Broken investments-'' ''Anything.'' ''-get us out.''

Thank you for leaving your vote ❤❤❤❤

#fanfic #aftg #all for the game #the foxhole court #the raven king #the kings men #neil josten #andrew minyard #kevin day #andreil #kandreil #oc character #palmetto state foxes

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nanatsuyu · 8 months

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GRUBHUG BLOODBAG ANDREW???????????? oh my goddddddd (@stabbyfoxandrew)

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Andrew works for a company called bloodline that runs like a niche vampire grubhub service. He mocks Kevin (affectionate) who grew up "vegetarian" and has a weak stomach for blood additives. Neil is Kevin's recluse roommate that Andrew did not know was living there for several months and refuses to feed off anything that isn't Kevin.

#theres more to it like how kevin cant smell and he was also the one who turned neil who then had to flee #and was raised a bit feral and is now horrified to drink human blood (kevin owes him tho but even that took some coaxing)#andrew used to just make deliveries to kevins place but eventually made friends because hes a bit of a surly loner and andrew is weak to it #eventual kandreil but neil tells andrew his blood smells bad (it doesnt but neils a snot and is finnicky about humans so he hides)#also tells him its a good thing kevin cant smell or he would have cottoned on to andrews crush on him #chaos ensues the day neil agrees to try human blood again after a century #fanfic fanfare #my writing #grubhub au

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kevinsbitch-panini · 2 months

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fanfic friday: aftg edition

fic 1 (don't need to read in order but definitely read both)

IDGPETGIIT by psych0midget (cominupforair)

Summary: Wymack’s reaction when he finds out that his son is dating both Neil and Andrew.

Tags: N/A

Words: 1,014 Chapters: 1/1

fic 2

David Wymack does NOT get paid enough to get involved in this by the_greater_grief (@the-greater-grief)

Summary: There are some things in life that a man can’t unsee. Or: David Wymack walks in on Kevin and his boys in the Foxhole Court locker room.

Tags: Walking In On Someone, Locker Room, Relationship Reveal, David Wymack trying his best to be a good dad, But also he doesn’t get paid enough for this shit, No Smut, (sorry folks; just Kevin’s bare ass)

Words: 1,199 Chapters: 1/1

amazing fic, especially in combination with the first. i really need more wymack povs in my life

(also check out the authors, especially the second one on tumblr. if the first one is also on here, please lmk)

#i skipped one of these oops #so i decided this one would have two!!#fanfic friday #fanfic friday: aftg edition #aftg #kandreil #kevandreil #kevin x andrew x neil #all for the game #nora sakavic #andrew minyard #neil josten #kevin day #wymack pov #david wymack

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deelebee · 10 months

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A bit late but WOOHOO WIP WEDNESDAY: Kevin POV edition

Kevin knew off-handedly that Andrew’s memory was insanely accurate, but he didn’t think his brain retained information eidetically like this. It was a truth, something Neil and Andrew had a game going about, but it was also a giveaway. Andrew was in, he was playing the game, and Kevin felt a rush of elation only matched by the memory of Neil’s lips on his.

It seemed that Neil was having this same realization, because he looked at Kevin, then Wymack, then back to Andrew. “How tall is Lakes?”

A fifth-year striker. Five foot eight or nine if Kevin remembered correctly. Andrew shot Neil a bored look. “Look it up.”

“Humor me just this once,” Neil replied, and Andrew began turning away, but Neil hooked his fingers in Andrew’s racquet like Kevin had done to Neil’s at the beginning of the summer and tugged. “How tall is he?”

“Five-six?” Matt guessed.

“Five-eight,” Andrew corrected, and Kevin silently sucked in a breath.

Neil let go of Andrew’s racquet and held onto his own, looking every inch a professional exy striker with the determination of a drowning man fighting the waves. “We’re going to win.”

“You were expecting us to lose?” Dan asked.

“No,” Neil admitted, and grinned, and Kevin knew a shark when he saw one, and he could see Andrew’s gaze on Neil’s twisted smile out of the corner of his eye, and they were both so fucked for this boy, weren’t they?

Then the smile was hidden with Neil’s gloved hand against his mouth, like he could tell he was smiling and hated it, and the moment was gone.

#i did have this beta read by my friend who is unhinged about kevin #so she approved my kevinisms #all for the game #aftg #neil josten #andrew minyard #kevin day #kandreil #fanfic #fanfiction author #wip wednesday #kevin day’s pov

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dweepgwooves · 7 months

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So, I wrote this a while ago...

But now I have a tumblr so I thought why not post it here? I will post half of the first chapter, so you decide if you like it or not. Also the first chapter is long af.

Backs bruised and fingers broken on AO3

“Nathaniel” was all he heard through the phone. He’d never held one before, let alone use it and it was odd he thought, that all the days events would lead up to this.

Nathaniel was alone in the nest, or as alone as one could be, with the security guards all over the nest and the rookies sleeping away in their rooms, but he considered himself alone. There was no master tonight, no Jean, no Kevin and certainly no Riko. He had considered himself lucky to be left alone for once, but now he wasn’t sure he was liking it at all.

The team was out, Christmas banquet on its full glory. He could almost imagine it, with all the stories Jean had whispered to him in the middle of the night. Riko and Kevin sitting all proper and nice in the middle of the table, taking all the attention sitting in their plastic chairs and in their black suits on. Talking bullshit about exy as if it wasn’t the vain of Nathaniel’s existence, their little tattoos shinning from their faces, thinking they were above everything else.

The day had started bad and somehow ended even worse, but now he was on his splendour, lying in bed with no one nagging at him. His sore muscles relaxed from the warm shower he’d taken and comfortably lying in his pyjamas. It couldn’t get any better. So of course, something had to go wrong.

“Nathaniel” he heard again. He’d never used a phone before, so when the thing had started ringing from the air vent in the bathroom he’d been scared to death. Jean had gotten the phone from a girl in his class that was way too interested in him having one. Nathaniel had stashed it away in the vent because they had nowhere else to hide it, their room was a big no, Riko almost always trashed their place in his fits of rage and there was nowhere outside to put it, so that little hole had been it.

He didn’t understand why they needed one, in fact they had no one to call, they had no contacts except from the girl, who Jean never called. Also there was no reason for it, in fact it gave the master and Riko another excuse to beat the living hell out of them.

Now he knew.

“What?” Nathaniel answered after a while.

“Nathaniel” jean said in a whispery hush.

“What Jean, what?” Nathaniel said exalted, this whole thing had him on edge. This was all unexpected and he didn’t know how he was supposed to react. Had something happened? Was Jean hurt? Why was he calling? How was he even calling? From where did he get a phone and why was he allowed to use it?

“Get up” said Jean. Nathaniel stood up from the little hole he had made in the bed.

“I’m up, now what happened?”

“it’s Kevin” Jean whispered, he sounded grim and Nathaniel swallowed the lump in his throat, there were so many possibilities, out of all the things Kevin could have done, what was it that prompted the call.

“What did he do?” and a thought struck. He said something about us. Nathaniel inhaled a shaky breath. But what had they done wrong?

“he” there was a pregnant pause where neither of them dared to speak “Riko broke Kevin’s hand” and so the dam broke, and the world seemed to stop because there was nothing that could have prepared him for that. A shudder passed through him as his head raced in thought.

Kevin, the prodigy son of exy, Kevin that only lived for and because of exy, Kevin the striker, the best striker there was got his hand broken. And it shouldn’t have been as surprising as it was. He should have at least expected it. The events of today had been out of the ordinary, they had been, in retrospective, detrimental. Today’s game had been a battle and at the same time a court, deciding which side was on the right. There had just been so much talk going around lately, inside and outside the nest. Forums, sports magazines and networks saying, repeating, what if? But inside the nest there was no what if, Riko was the best, he was number one and that was final. Riko was king. But talk still seemed to go around. And so, the match had happened, and it had been the end for all. There shouldn’t have been a match, and Kevin, he shouldn’t have won. But he had and he had played amazingly, he had ran across the court like his life depended on it, he’d made impossible goals and lit the whole court red. After that Riko had just left and everyone seemed to forget about it, but the air still held that tense quietness.

There was no chit chat, there was no feedback, even the master had stayed quiet. And that had been a sentence of it all. To whom, at the moment seemed unclear, but now it was obvious who would have to take the fall for the other one to rise.

“Nathaniel, you need to get out of there” but he couldn’t hear him, his ears still ringing from the news. Maybe the shock had passed but the grief was still there. It may have been the fact that perhaps deep down he still cared about Kevin, despite his reluctant persona to show it. Maybe he just cared about Kevin, maybe he cared about his Kevin, not the one who beat him in the court, not the one that looked down on him as he got cut up and looked happy about it. His Kevin, the innocent child who loved exy, that would play with him in his free time, the one that cared about him back. Maybe he still cared about Kevin, even when he wouldn’t admit it, not even to himself, it may be that that got his guts turning and bile crawling up his throat. perhaps it was the prospect that if Kevin got his hand broken there was no limit now, Riko was truly and fully unhinged.

“You need to get out of there” Jean said, but there was no response “Nathaniel- Nat” at that his head snapped and he took a deep breath, he couldn’t let himself go on that route yet, he couldn’t grieve what wasn’t his. Nathaniel wasn’t one of Kevin’s fans, the one who would give anything for him. He was his own person; he couldn’t let himself be beat down because of Kevin.

“yes” he responded.

“you’ve got to get out of there” jean said in a stern tone.

“What? Why?” asked Nathaniel, why would he get out of the nest, how was that even possible. He couldn’t even dream of it. His head was still turning, slowly trying to catch up to Jean’s words.

“I’m helping Kevin get out. I’m giving him to the foxes”

“What, Palmetto? You’re sending him to Wymack?” Nathaniel asked.

“What else am I supposed to do? At least Wymack cares about him” they both knew the explanation should be left unsaid. They both knew about the situation, they had been there to live it.

The morning Kevin walked through their door holding a piece of paper and crying had been a life changer, at least for Kevin. though they never spoke of it, it was a constant reminder that Kevin had someone out there who could love him, he could possibly have a home, a place he belonged to. But dreams were dreams, not realities. Word never got out about that letter, and they all knew it was for the best. Riko not knowing about Kevin’s dad, believing that Kevin was an orphan much like himself aided their relationship in a fucked up sort of way. They were equals, at least in family, both without parents, alienated, only to fend for themselves. It was good for Kevin too, all up until he found that letter, he’d thought he had a brother, no matter how cruel he was, having someone to be by your side, to not be alone. Kevin feared loneliness, even when everyone surrounded him.

That letter became a secret, a lethal one.

“Nat you need to leave, Riko’s going home soon and he’s feral” but wasn’t he always? Walking down the dark hallways of the nest, chest out and head high, as if he owned everything, as if he owned them. Even if in a way he did. between his father selling him off and the hits with racquets, the yells, the vowing down.

Riko was a wild card no matter how you looked at it, he was a monster born and raised. When riko would sneak into the room he shared with Jean, making him hold Nathaniel down as he cried, cutting slowly into his skin, yelling at him for whatever stupid remark Nathaniel had made in court, making his regret it. Nathaniel would scream until he had no voice, begging him to just stop. Only to receive “Call me king and I’ll stop Nathaniel, just say it”. But he wouldn’t, blood clogging his throat, choking as he tried to swallow, because as much as he owned them, his father’s pain and his mother’s snarky tone were engraved in him and no amount of cuts could take it out of his blood. So Nathaniel would smirk and spit in his face only for the pain to start all over again.

“Jean, he’s always like that” Nathaniel said in a low voice. He didn’t want to be heard even when he knew that everyone was sleeping or too far way from the room to hear.

“You don’t understand, Nat. he’s about to lose Kevin. he already broke somebody’s nose. He’d fighting the master now” but there was no way, was it? To get out of this place, escape, finally. Flee the nest that was built like a fortress, his own personalized piece of hell.

“fuck” he whispered, and there was silence, because finally he was getting it. The call, the timing, everything. He wasn’t there but he understood the situation all too well.

“Jean I can’t” he whispered; his voice shaky. He wanted to, God, he wanted to so bad. But the logistics were impossible. The front doors were guarded apart from the police roaming campus. there was the whole Moriyama deal dangling above his head. He was merchandise, an object, a thing. He and Jean were not people, they were profit. And if they left- there was no chance he could ever leave.

“Get out of there. Just run” and now that the seed was planted, there was no going back. All he had to do was run, just like his mom had said years ago, just like he and Jean had dreamed millions of times when they shared a bed, when they were kids. Whispering in each other’s ears, afraid the master would brake into their room and drag them to the court. All he needed to do was pass those doors and make a run for it. It was a stupid idea, it was all stupid in general, he’d gotten the bad end of Riko’s wrath before, but it’d always been for petty things. Now though it was about to get him killed. But he decided that if he was going to die, he’d rather it be out of his own volition than because of Riko’s temper tantrum.

“But Jean, what bout you?” Nathaniel worried his split lip, biting at it and making it bleed. He looked around their room and took out his duffle bag. His eyes were watery, because he knew Jean, he was as much of a self-sacrificing idiot as he was. And he already knew what he was about to say.

“It doesn’t matter, you just- you need to leave” Jean said back.

“Jean, no, I can’t leave you” he pleaded, he knew there was nothing he could do, but he ought to try.

“don’t worry about me, you know he can’t do that much to me. It won’t be that bad” his voice was hurried and there were people talking in the background, the sound of a door opening and the turning of an engine.

“I can’s leave without you, Jean please” he felt weak at the knees. What about Jean? He couldn’t leave without him; he had been there since forever almost. Jean was a part of him now, he couldn’t just leave him behind, not to fall into Riko’s arms.

“Jean” but he wasn’t listening. He heard him talking to someone else from his side of the phone. Then he heard a stutter in his breath and-

“Nat, you better not be there when I get to the nest” and he hung up. Nathaniel was on the ground; he didn’t know when he fell but there was no getting him back up. He was basically leaving Jean to die. How was that possible. How had it come to this?

Jean’s voice hung to the air for a while as Nathaniel gave himself a second to miss him.

Then he stood up. There was no point in wallowing, he had something to do. So, he turned around and put as much shit as he could in his duffle bag and left.

There was no one to see him leave.

The world outside the nest was something Nathaniel thought he would never get to see again. Not like this, not with his body filled with wounds and all alone. When he and Jean dreamt of running away, their backs bruised from the hits the master had given them and their faces smudged with ink from the numbers Riko had written in marker, cuddled up in one bed, trying and failing not to cry, they envisioned something that, looking back now, was impossible.

At first, they used to dream of their parents coming back for them, even when for Nathaniel it was impossible. Maybe Jean’s mother, taking a plane to America with his sister, sneaking into the nest, taking him from the Moriyamas and leaving. Being free and loved. Far away from what tormented them.

For Nathaniel it was a little bit more farfetched, even in their imaginary thinking.

“Maybe” he voiced to Jean. His hand clutching the others shirt. “Maybe she’s alive. I mean, think about it Jean, she had a whole plan. Maybe she got away and is with my uncle. Trying to get me back. Safe.”

“Perhaps” Jean had said. His face grim. He knew. They both knew it would never happen. But sometimes, when the Master was in his office, and Riko and Kevin in their room, they let themselves be kids for a moment. Let their imagination run wild, to imagine a world where they were both safe, and with their mothers. A moment where they could cry and hug without getting yelled at, without having to perform.

“I never saw her body, I- Jean, why didn’t I see her body?”

When they grew up, those dreams where gradually left behind. Someone saving them then became a plan in asking for help.

“we’ll get a phone and call the police; they’d have to do something right?” Jean’s accent was still heavy, the accentuation in weird places making his words sound funny.

“Mhh” Nathaniel’s face was turned towards the pillow, his hair covering his eyes, Jean knew they were closed.

“Nathaniel”

“Mhhh” he moved his face. He had a black eye, just like Jean and a split lip, but somehow it just made his face look younger in comparison to Jean’s, in which the bruise made him look older, his eyes darker than they truly were, his features sharper.

It was easy to forget their own ages sometimes. When they were supposed to act like rookies, better than them even. But their own faces reminded them, looking in the mirror after practices, curating their wounds, just how small they actually were.

“we’ll just run” Jean said and squished his hand.

“Yes Jean. We’ll run” and squished back

Going up the stairs to the roof had been easy, he had gotten the idea from one of the ravens. One of them had said something about an emergency exit, and Nathaniel had overheard because of course he had, he was nothing short of interested in all things related to the nest and its nooks.

Nathaniel didn’t know he had filed up that information until he had stood before the threshold of the Nest’s front doors, the ones that lead upstairs and then outside and thought to himself “there’s no way in hell I’m scaping through that”. Then an idea had come to mind. The roof. And of course, the roof it had been. After that it was just going up the stairs and crawling down from the emergency exit ladder. Easy. Maybe too much so. It had thrown him off. He had expected something, anything at that point to chase him, grab him from the back, taken him to the master, even when he knew the master wasn’t even in the nest, beat him black and blue. It was confusing to think he had been trapped there for eight years, craving the outside, the sunlight, the fresh air. When he could just as easily gone up there had escaped.

“How?” he voiced to himself. How was it that easy?

As he stood in the side of the stadium for the first time in what felt like months Nathaniel felt the wind on his face and saw the sky. The sky, dark and beautiful. No stars were out but it didn’t matter. For years he had been in the nest, with the black walls and furniture and clothes and everything, everywhere he looked it felt oppressive, as if a hand were personally constricting his chest all the time, but here the dark sky gave a sense of infiniteness. He could go anywhere and be anyone as long as he was under the sky and not the punishing hand of Tetsuji and Riko.

If he was under this sky, he was free

Nathaniel ran, past campus, past the dorms and into the main street. He hadn’t seen it in years. There he stood, hand out and waiting, internally hoping, praying to anything beyond him that a car would pass and take pity upon him. But the night was cold, and few cars were out.

Obviously. he thought to himself, what idiot is outside late at night days before Christmas?

But after a while a car pulled up to the side of the road. Two girls were on it, and he guessed they were students at Evermore, with the hoodies they were wearing and the stickers in the car.

“Where can we take you cutie?” the girl in the passenger side spoke.

“Where can you get me?” Nathaniel answered. The girl driving smirked.

“Well, we’re going to the airport, down the highway. Maybe we can drop you on the bus station?”

“Yes, that’d do” he said and got in. Inside the car was warm, and filled with bags and suitcases, also the floor of the car was covered in what seemed to be blankets and jackets. He left his duffle on the floor and tried not to step on anything.

“Excuse the mess, we´re just going out of state, so obviously we’re taking lots of stuff” the blonde commented with a giggle. “Where are you going?” the driver asked.

“Out of state too” he responded with a shrug. In the background some pop song was playing, and both girls were bopping their heads along to the beat.

“well, we’re going to Ohio, I have family there so we thought why not spend Christmas at home?” as the blonde rambled Nathaniel tried to put a story together, something to not make him look suspicious, but also something that satisfied their curiosity enough to make them not ask too many questions.

“I’m going to Florida” the blonde turned on his seat and looked at him, wide eyed. “yeah I know a bit far” he said with a chuckle. Willing his body to relax and act more natural.

“Do you have family there?” the driver asked. She looked through at him through the rear-view mirror, an eyebrow cocked up. Nathaniel leaned against the door.

“Yes, some family is taking me in” he responded with a frown.

“Taking you in? oh honey what happened?” Internally though he was grinning from ear to ear.

So, the poor me angle actually works, huh?

Though he felt a little bit bad for lying to them, they seemed like nice people, picking him up from the side of the road and asking questions about his life, his safety came first, and honestly he couldn’t go around yelling to people at the top of his lungs that the mafia was after him. If the Moriyamas were to track him down and somehow get to the girls, it was better if they didn’t know anything. With the lie he was not only helping himself but them too. He felt a little better with that knowledge.

“Not much really, got kicked out. The usual”

“Aww, well I hope you get there safely” she answered at the same time the driver said “we’re here”

Nathaniel sighed. Finally, he thought. He had been anxious to get out of the car since he had gotten in. It felt as if they were going 5 mph and he needed to get as far as he could from the nest as soon as humanly possible.

Also, there were millions of questions running in his head and he couldn’t seem to get a possible answer to one before another slip into his mind. Had the ravens arrived already? Had Riko and the master noticed he had left? How was jean? had he gotten beaten? Had they sent people after him? And if yes, who’s? Riko’s or from the main family?

But he couldn’t focus on them. At least not yet, he had to get his shit together and keep himself focused. Get on a bus and out of the state. That simple, or at least he let himself believe that.

If you make it more complicated than it needs to be, you’re helping no one Nathaniel.

“Thank you for the ride. I owe you” Nathaniel said as he got out of the car. They were in the parking lot, a few feet from the entrance to the place.

Outside was freezing compared to the warmth of the car, and the wind was strong, blowing hair into his face and mouth as he tried to speak.

“Hey, kid” He turned around and the girl in the driver seat had her hand stretched out to outside the car, trying to give something to him.

“What?” he inched closer, and she thrusted the item at him.

“Take care, okay?” he nodded as they closed the window and smiled at him.

He looked. It was money. 20 bucks to be exact.

Lucky me

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firefliesinthetwilight · 10 months

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I'm once again, asking for help looking for an AFTG Fic:

It was a multi-chapter fic set at Christmas time. I vividly remember it was the cousins + Neil, Kaitlyn and Erik. It was Christmas day and everyone was opening gifts from 'Santa'. Aaron thinks they're from Nicky & Erik before Nicky reveals he did buy them but on behalf of someone who left money and a note to buy everyone something good.

Turns out it's Neil! He'd never celebrated Christmas properly before or given gifts, panicked and anonymously asked Nicky for help. Andrew works this out and everyone is stunned, Neil reveals it's him and it's very soft and sad but cute.

It was an awesome fic but it looks like I didn't bookmark it! That's the scene I vividly remember and the rest of it was awesome too but I read a lot of fics and books 😂

Does anyone have any idea what this is? Been looking for a few weeks now! Would appreciate any help ❤️

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