#we all understand Nicky is fucked up
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HC that Nicky struggles with chronic depression and Erik is the only one who sees how dark it gets. When Nicky doesn't feel the need to clown around for an audience he just crumbles.
#excuse me but I feel like we moved past the little detail of conversation therapy too fast#growing up with two parents that never loved him unconditionally#devouting the very first years of his adult life to two cousins that torment him non stop#we all understand Nicky is fucked up#I don't think we realise how deeply fucked up he is beneath his stupid jokes and easy laughter#nicky hemmick#all for the game#aftg#the foxhole court#andrew minyard#nora sakavic
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more more more more aftg show bloopers (p 4?? I think?) whoop whoop de fuckin whoop
Neil's actor being a huge Duolingo dork and in the behind the scenes while the other actors are fooling around between takes you can often see him with his head bent and hear the little 'ping!'s coming from his phone
also during late night shoots, as it gets closer to midnight he always has a point where he's like SHIT my Duolingo streak. and then just blocks out everyone while his fingers fly over his screen
(fans make compilations of him proudly showing his Duolingo streak to the camera and the number grows as the seasons progress)
(he definitely is the kinda bitch who cares more about maintaining the streak than actually learning languages)
actually omg while we're on the topic of languages
Kevin's actor tenderly reciting his French lines to Matt's actor and Matt's actor is just smitten. and he goes "say something else, love" and Kevin's actor strokes his cheek while saying another one of his lines and Matt swoons
(then Kevin's actor turns to the camera and goes "I just told him that he's a disappointment and is going to get his ass handed to him by ravens if he doesn't do exactly as I say" and, from the ground, Matt's actor goes "hell yeah you did. talk dirty to me any day of the week you sexy, sexy man")
coach's actor is always swearing to the point where they implement a swear jar...really it's just something for the kids to jokingly rag on him about, but he goes with it, and every so often they'll empty the jar to buy the cast and crew pizza
they're filming outside at night and it's cold and in between takes Matt's Aaron's and Renee's actors are all huddled together for warmth and Matt's actor gets pulled aside to get his makeup touched up and the other two just shriek at the absence of his heat and catch up to him to tuck themselves against him again
Andrew needs to snap his fingers in one scene but everyone finds out that day that his actor doesn't know how to snap so he has a little impromptu snapping lesson and of course it turns into everyone else trying to one-up each other with their snapping abilities
Nicky's actor telling everyone what he's going to steal from set (will literally say"[about Allison's bathrobe] damn that shit soft as hell. Ive been needing a new bathrobe actually. I'm stealing this" or "I'm stealing this lighter/bandana/sunglasses/etc") but because his humor is so dry everyone thinks he's joking. until months later. when the prop department can't find shit
Renee's actress is doing something completely mundane but Neil's and Allison's actors start narrating what she's doing like they're in a nature documentary (always with Australian accents for some reason??)
"and our specimen now reclines herself vertically on a piece of furniture us humans know as 'a desk.' this clearly less-developed creature seems not to understand the purpose of such an object. but given that this is her first time outside her natural habitat (the jungle) her lack of familiarity with modern technology is to be expected"
Renee's actress: *flips them off*
"ah and here we witness one of the most common behaviors of this specimen. specialists have dubbed it 'flipping the bird,' and explain it as a nonverbal expression of affection" "oh fuck off"
photo from another cold night-shoot and it's of Matt's and Dan's actors, she's standing in front of him zipped up in his hoodie, just her head poking out and they're having a conversation with other castmates like it's the most normal thing in the world, looking the very image of the couple they play
so much glorious content from shooting the dorm sleepover scene. the most popular thing to come from it is a picture from after they wrapped where the cast and some members of the crew had moved even closer to each other amid all the blankets and are asleep on top of each other
Andrew's actor will sometimes actually eat the ice cream he's given instead of just pretending to eat it, and halfway through the scene he casually mentions that he's lactose intolerant and sends the crew into a worried frenzy
if you haven't clocked it yet, these bitches are competitive. and one day, one thing led to another, and soon a bunch of the actors are all being filmed having a plank-holding competition. Dan's actress is the first to drop and she gets booed at for it because "you're an ex-stripper where tf is that upper body strength?"
she flips them off and goes to sit on Kevin's actor, hoping to squash his plank, but instead he starts doing push ups with her on his back. she grins
(Rikos actor wins that competition btw. and Neil's actor goes on a rant about "we succumbed to the ENEMY? a RAVEN? your characters would be ashamed of you" (he also lost?))
Allison's actress pretending to do a get-ready-with-me using all the stuff on Allison's vanity
Wymack's actor falling asleep in The Dad Pose™ when they're shooting a scene on the bus. and everybody gathers in to take pictures
when Kevin and Neil get all up in each other's faces their actors will pretend like they're going to kiss each other
not really a blooper but just all the actors for the foxes and the ravens mingling together in between takes and it looks so wrong
give me all the actors constantly taking the piss out of their characters
for ex during a scene where the monsters are in the car on the way to Edens, Nicky's actor looks towards the backseat where everyone is in character and goes wow what a fun crowd we are you'd never believe we're about to hit the club
night shoots are a. struggle. for Dan's actress. and the others love to take videos of her just standing on her mark with the most spaced out expression on her face
Andrew's and Neil's actors are shooting one of their typical intense, deep scenes and after one take, as soon as "cut" is called, Andrew's actor grabs Neil's face and starts serenading him with the song that's been stuck in his head all day
Renee's actress getting scolded for sneaking snacks into her costume
when Nicky's actor messes up a line (and he's the least likely of everyone to do it) he starts spewing Spanish
Andrew's actor constantly teasing his brother and Katelyn's actress whenever they have scenes together
like the two of them will just be talking together in between takes and Andrews actor will be behind the camera recording them and saying shit like "look at that MINYARD RIZZ" (or he'll use their actual last name) "hey btw [Katelyn's actor] I taught him everything he knows"
that scene where the foxes are rushing out of the dorm to check on their destroyed cars and Matt's actor just faceplants (Neil's actor: "wow. the dedication")
in one scene or other Allison's actress is drinking an iced drink and during one take she just keeps calmly shaking the ice around in her cup until one by one everyone cracks
in one scene Allison's actress is wearing sunglasses. and in between takes she lies down and on camera you can see Kevin and Matt's actors whispering trying to figure out whether or not she's sleeping because they can't see her eyes
Aaron's actor always using Neil's actor as a pillow during car scenes because they're always next to each other and they're actually hella tight irl
the kids love to steal any props that coach's actor needs to use (pens clipboards etc) before they start rolling just so they can watch him try to subtly fidget trying to find his prop before they get to the point in the scene where he actually needs it
all the actors just taking pictures together in the most brutal settings on set.
like Neil's makeup has his face all busted and everyone wants a selfie with him. they all have a photoshoot with the trashed cars. they have another one in front of the "happy 19th birthday junior" set. Neil is tied up at The Nest while they change his hair and Jean's and Riko's actors take selfies with him. another photoshoot with Neil handcuffed in the police car. all these settings in terrible scenes and the actors are in front of them with grins and peace signs
they're terrible.
#are y'all bored yet?#aftg#aftgtv#neil josten#kevin day#aaron minyard#matt boyd#andrew minyard#dan wilds#nicky hemmick#allison reynolds#renee walker#david wymack
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You Know You Ain’t Gettin Your Bitch Back~
Chad Meeks Martin x fem!reader
Synopsis: After attending a frat Party with your (soon to be ex-) bf, his behavior leads to a fight between y’all. Good thing Chad is there to comfort you…
Warnings: none for now (maybe in a part two) some angst, some fluff, slightly suggestive ending but not really, Chad being a girlfriend stealing charmer
Series: Pt.1 , Pt.2
You can’t even remember why you agreed to come to this stupid party. And then you feel a familiar hand on your back, your boyfriend Derek had dragged you here… of course. And that’s not to say you didn’t love your boyfriend, of course you did! He could just be… pushy, sometimes is all. He never got physical with you but he sure was stubborn, and didn’t seem very good at listening to you when you said you “weren’t the constantly going out type” which was true. You enjoyed a good party as much as the next girl but, this was like the fourth one had brought you to this week, and it was literally only Thursday! You didn’t seem to understand how he got the energy for all this.
All of a sudden you’re snapped out of your thoughts when you hear Derek’s voice calling your name. “Y/N, hellooo, you okay there babe?” He was looking at you as you came out of your zoned out state, haphazardly waving his drink in front of your face. You hated when he did that, acting like you were some space case in front of your shared friends. “Yea I’m fine, was just thinking is all.” You answered him semi-sheepishly, already slightly tired from the amount of social interaction you had done so far.
“Well don’t hurt yourself pretty, can’t have that gorgeous skin of yours forming premature wrinkles!” He said that to the other guys with a chuckle. But you didn’t find it very funny. In fact it was pretty damn rude, maybe even the rudest you had ever heard him be towards you. You quickly spun around to face him. “Okay first of all, don’t know where the fuck that came from, and second, what the hell! Is that really how you think you should be speaking to me? In front of our friends no less??” You were mad, and the volume of your voice showed it. Any louder and you would’ve caused a huge scene, which was definitely the last thing you wanted. Derek could only look at you with a shocked smile on his face. “Babe calm down okay? It was just a joke you know that.”
You couldn’t believe he actually had the nerve to say that instead of apologizing. “Well it sure didn’t fucking sound like one! And even if it did, I clearly wasn’t laughing was I?” Your voice was definitely getting a bit louder now, you even felt your face getting hot. And this douchebag still wasn’t taking you seriously. “Woah Woah Woah, where is all this coming from? Are you okay, I mean are- are we okay cause this feels like a fight babe.” He was slightly laughing as he looked around the living room you were in. It seemed like he was just as paranoid about causing a scene as you were.
“Yes this is a fight Derek! I mean my god, I knew I was smarter than you but come on! A cucumber could put that together!” It felt really good to yell at him, probably too good if you were being really honest with yourself. But you were fed up of all the little building instances of disrespect, so this was definitely necessary. “I seriously don’t know what I did wrong, I mean it was just a joke! It was supposed to funny!” Wow was this man clueless, were your standards really that low? “It’s not just about that one “joke” Derek! It’s about all the little stupid and honestly disrespectful things that you keep doing! Like consistently dragging me to these parties, that I keep telling you I don’t want to come to!” Man did it feel good to get that off your chest, however your boyfriend didn’t look too happy about it.
“What are we even doing right now babe, like what is this? Are we breaking up?” He kinda looked sad now, which is why you felt slightly bad for what you were about to say. “Ya know what Derek yes! We’re breaking up because I simply cannot deal with you anymore!” You said, or rather yelled, that in his face before storming off to the kitchen. Hoping to drown your anger in alcohol and maybe some pop tarts or something. Upon making your way to the counter you grab the first bottle of cheap vodka you see and go to start chugging, when a strong hand on your arm stops you. “Woah careful there tiger, you can’t just go chugging random bottles that could be roofied!” The man spoke as he grabbed the bottle from your hand to lower it back down onto the kitchen counter. You spoke fast without even looking up at him. “Well after my last ten minutes spent here, I really don’t care if I do get roofied, or alcohol poisoned, or blackout drunk or whatever! In fact that’s kind of the goal right now so, move along.” You sajd as you made a shooing motion with your hands towards the man before coming face to face with his abs, and then his face. Holy shit he was attractive. Way more so than your now ex-boyfriend Derek…
Your borderline unethical thoughts were interrupted by his voice yet again. “Well I’m Chad, and I gotta ask, what exactly was so bad about the last ten minutes that made you want to completely disregard your safety? Just curious.” He asked you with an air of sarcastic humor, but he honestly seemed pretty sincere and truth be told, you kinda wanted someone to talk to. “Just broke up with my boyfriend that I came here with. Well he actually sorta made me come here because I didn’t really want to, but that’s not important. Point is he was acting like a dick to me in front of our friends then acted totally clueless when I confronted him about, which made me realize that he’s kinda always been a dick soooo yea. That’s how my night’s going.” You finished your ramblings as you slumped yourself against the counter. You felt relieved to be able to say all of that out loud.
Chad just looked at you for a second, mouth slightly agape from your info-dump. “Well, he sounds like he sucks, and you seem pretty cool so, good on you for getting rid of him!” He somewhat awkwardly raised his hand for a high five, which you reluctantly met. You felt bad for being so unenthusiastic about talking to him, I mean he was being so bubbly and outgoing, letting a complete stranger vent about her relationship problems. “Yea he did suck, and thanks for letting me ramble, I’m y/n by the way.” You finally formally introduced yourself as you went to shake his hand, a habit you had picked up while you were learning to be more polite as a kid. “Ah no problem y/n, and I like the handshake it’s very- gentlewomanly.” You chuckled a little at the phrase. This guy was actually pretty charming, and it definitely helped that he was insanely good looking.
“Ya know you’re actually pretty funny and nice for a guy at a frat party. You don’t really see that a lot ya know?” You were making full eye contact with him now, genuinely enjoying your conversation. “Ah yea I get that a lot, guys kinda hate it cause it means I get a lot of attention from woman and it makes them jealous, but I don’t really care. Half of the guys at this party don’t know how to treat women anyway.” He sounded kinda cocky, but truthfully he was right. College guys were dicks, especially ones who came to frat parties. “Sounded to me like your boyfriend was one of them.”
Okay you were not expecting that. But once again, the gorgeous man in front of you wasn’t wrong. You made sure to look in his eyes as you spoke next, noticing something that you didn’t think was there before. “Yea you’re definitely right about that, looking back I have no idea how I even ended up giving him a chance.” Chad seemed to like that answer, which was good because it was true. Derek wasn’t even really your type. The man that was standing in front of you now was, and you had never been more happy to be a single woman. “I mean I don’t even know you all that well yet but I will say that, you’re absolutely gorgeous, so I’m pretty sure any man in here would be no where near your league.”
And there it was, your opportunity. “Oh yea? You think that includes you Chad?” You framed it as a genuine question, but you already knew the answer. You watched as his eyes flicked to your lips for a second, biting the corner of his lip ever so slightly as he spoke. “I mean, that’s all up to you y/n. I can’t speak for you after all.” And with that you had already decided on your next move, you only had to see if he would take the bait. “Yea I guess you’re right… Anyway I kinda don’t wanna be at this party anymore so I’m gonna walk back to my dorm!” You said as you quickly turned heel to start leaving the kitchen, but not before you said one last thing. “You can walk me back if you’d like, ya know since I don’t have Derek to do it anymore.” You watched as Chad stood up straight with a smirk on his face and walked towards you, slinging an arm around your shoulder.
“Oh I can definitely do that.”
A/N: oh this one was funnnn~ I seriously love writing for Chad I just NEED MORE IDEAS!! So seriously send me asks I’m lowkey begging 🙏 but anyway thanks for reading and if y’all want I will def do a part two! Y’all’s wish is my command and all that
-With love, from Miss Grace<3
#Spotify#~grace writes!#chad meeks martin x reader#scream 6#scream#chad meeks martin#chad meeks x reader#chad Meeks#angst#chad meeks smut#chad meeks martin smut
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Fluent Freshman - Part 39
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Nicky screamed as he found himself yanked from his bed as he fell to the ground. The blanket that he had so perfectly burrito’d himself in had been pulled and he had gone with it pillows and all. He laid on the ground blinking up into the darkness wondering what the hell had just happened, he squints and thinks he sees blond hair. He racks his still loading brain to try and think of anything he had done recently to Aaron that would result in such a rude awakening.
The lamp clicks on.
“Nicky, are you- Andrew, what the hell.” He hears Aaron’s voice from the left and now Nicky can see the black armbands of his other cousin.
That tracks.
“Flight 8329 from Charleston International Airport to Seattle Tacoma International Airport took off 20 minutes ago.” Andrew says as if that means anything to Nicky.
“Cool?” Nicky squints at his cousin.
“There was an hour delay due to a staffing issue, but it is off the ground now.” Andrew continues and Nicky continues to not understand what is being said to him.
“Great?” Nicky hears Aaron.
There is silence in the room and Nicky finds himself starting to drift back to sleep. The floor really wasn’t that bad.
“So, Daniel’s not here anymore?” he hears Matt’s whispered question.
“Dude, why are you whispering?” Aaron asks.
“Smithsters still asleep.” Matt says voice still quiet.
“How the fuck did he sleep through Nicky’s banshee scream?” Aaron asks voice lowered down to a whisper.
“I think moving all his stuff wiped him out.” Matt offers.
“We moved everything he just said where he wanted it.” Aaron grouses quietly.
“You know Smithster isn’t much of a talker.” Matt reminds.
“Whatever.” Aaron huffs and Nicky is almost back asleep.
“Yes Matt,” Andrew says voice quieter than it had been when he had been rattling off facts about Daniel’s flight, “Daniel is not here anymore.” He says.
That is actually great news. Feels like a shame that FF didn’t wake up to hear it but Nicky knows that it wasn’t just the move that had wiped his friend out.
The last three days had been interesting.
First, Aras had flown back home. She had offered to stay longer with FF since Daniel was still around, but he had merely smiled and told her that he’d be okay. Nicky had almost cried when FF had said that he wasn’t alone anymore. Nicky’s heart twisted when the two decided that it was probably for the best that FF not come back to Washington for Winter Break.
Second, there had been the whole debacle where Daniel had shown back up with the man who had married FF’s mom. They had burst into the practice and had gone straight towards where FF was sitting sipping his ‘New and Improved Day/Boyd Smoothie’. Wymack had gotten between them before anything happened physically, but Nicky could still see how FF froze at the sight of his mother’s husband.
There had been raised voices, threats of security, demands on why ‘John’ hadn’t answered his phone to come bail his ‘brother’ out, that he’d forced his dad to come all the way across the country to bail his ‘brother’ out. FF had been quiet looking bored and unbothered by the tirade of the man who married his mother.
Wymack had been in rare form.
“He didn’t pick up because that phone is in my desk.” Wymack had hissed standing utterly stalwart between FF and the two men. “Now get the hell out of my Court before your son gets reacquainted with the Campus Police.” He points towards the exit.
FF’s Mother’s husband had demanded FF’s new phone number but neither Wymack or Smith gave it.
It was only as Wymack lifted his own phone up to his ear after having dialed campus security that the two got the hint and ran off.
Following that there’d been the expedited emergency restraining order request that had been pushed through.
Nicky and Wymack had been the ones that went with FF for support during the request since everyone else had a prior engagement. The security footage was all that had been needed to grant it as far as the judge was concerned despite FF’s Mother’s husband’s pleas that it was merely a ‘fight between brothers’.
Nicky had almost wished he had given Andrew the Maserati back when the jackass had shown up to the hearing with his son wearing a T-shirt that said ‘I’m not the step-dad. I’m the dad that stepped up.’
Oh.
He opens his eyes and tunes back into the conversation. It seems like Aaron had come to the realization that the only way that Andrew would be awake at this god forsaken hour of- Nicky looks at the alarm clock- 5 AM is because he’d been in the same bed as Neil who was a notorious early morning runner.
“You want the Maserati.” Nicky interrupts the whispered argument.
“No, I’m just here to comment on how Smith’s motorcycle helmet really ties the whole room together now that he’s moved in.” Andrew rolls his eyes so hard that even if Nicky hadn’t been looking at his cousin he would have heard the eyeroll. “Yes, I am here because it is now officially impossible for me to hit Daniel with my car. That was the deal.” Andrew says with a scowl, “So you are taking me to where you stored it.” He says.
“Andrew, it’s too early. They’re not open yet.” Nicky groans grabbing one of his pillows and trying to hide his face under it.
It was unsurprisingly ripped away before he could properly hide away from his cousin.
“We have to walk to wherever you hid my car.” Andrew hisses.
“Andrew you’re not seriously going to make me get up and walk the whole way there on the first morning that I can sleep in.” Nicky groans.
“This wouldn’t be happening if you hadn’t stolen my car Nicholas.” Andrew hisses.
“You guys can take my truck.” Matt says with a huge yawn as he settles back into bed. Morning practice for the rest of the week was not mandatory.
“See, we can take Matt’s truck. The place is only a 30 minute drive away and it doesn’t open until 7 AM anyways.” Nicky groans and tries to roll under the bed. If he can get to the far side then it will be difficult for Andrew, with his 5 foot nothing height to reach-
Andrew puts a foot between him and freedom.
“This room is buying Neil and I breakfast.” Andrew says, “And then we’ll go pick up my car.” He says.
“What? Why?!” Matt and Aaron demand as Nicky groans still trying to roll under the bed despite Andrew’s unyielding foot.
“You all either knew about Nicky’s plan or were part of Nicky’s plan.” Andrew says.
“Okay but Smithster is innocent.” Matt says.
“True, but we need him to come.” Andrew says.
“Why?” Nicky groans changing direction to try and roll under Aaron’s bed only to be stopped by the absolute barrier that was Katelyn’s suitcases of off-season clothes she kept under Aaron’s bed since her own room didn’t have space for it all.
“So we can get into the breakfast place now instead of the usual time for people our age. The owner loves him.” He says.
Ah, FF’s old lady magnetism.
Nicky gets it.
The boy has very pinchable cheeks.
There are very few things one can do when faced with an Andrew Minyard who has decided upon something. Eventually their whole room was up though Andrew at least was far more gentle with FF than he had been with Nicky. FF could sleep through almost any amount of noise but would wake up at the slightest touch and go still.
Nicky really wishes that Andrew had a less conspicuous car because he’s sure his cousin could have gotten away with running Daniel over if he had a Volvo or a Ford.
Nicky went with FF on the back of his motorcycle. One of Aras’ parting gifts to him had been an orange helmet with ‘Foxy’ written on it. Nicky had loved it immediately and unironically. Nicky held onto FF and hoped that his friend was awake enough to actually be driving on the damn thing, but FF had seemed at least 90% conscious.
Either way they arrived at the breakfast place FF was pushed to the front to speak with the owner of the fancy breakfast spot and within 10 minutes they were at a table surrounded by the elderly early bird patrons.
The all-you-can-eat brunch was always both a challenge and a danger when you are a group of college athletes. A challenge because it always felt a bit like a race against the chefs who were churning out chicken, waffles, hams to slice, eggs of all varieties, bacon, sausages, French toast, cinnamon rolls, hashbrowns, quiche, pancakes, biscuits and gravy, and lox bagels. The danger was what Matt was currently finding himself in since the man had failed to pace himself. “I think I’m gonna die.” Matt groaned.
“Smith, where did you get that smoothie?” Aaron asks looking as FF was sipping a delightful looking smoothie.
“The owner gave it to me while you guys were filling your plates.” FF says. “I’m supposed to let her know if I need another one.” He says.
“When are you going to be off that liquid diet?” Aaron asks as he digs into some bacon.
“Well, next week I can just start essentially putting things in the blender and I shouldn’t suffer the consequences like with the borscht.” FF shrugs. “Gran said she’d send along a pie to celebrate when I can eat solids again.” He adds and FF’s face is as blank and as unemotional as it usually was but there was a general air of sadness.
“You know, I don’t think it’d bother Allison or any of the girls if you joined us for winter break.” Matt says from where he was staring up at the ceiling still overfull from going too hard too fast on the egg options.
“I don’t want to intr-“
“It’s not an intrusion.” Andrew says looking at his phone, “We’re inviting you.” He adds before getting up and grabbing his backpack, “Do not let them take my plate.” He says looking at the table. Andrew’s plate was laden with the sweeter side of things for breakfast and he had made up a plate for Neil who was supposed to meet them at the breakfast spot.
Andrew left and nicky figured he was going to go grab Neil outside. “Isn’t it for the original Foxes?” FF asks.
“Yeah, but you’re our friend so it’s fine if you come. I know Dan wants to really get to know the guy who took her place on the line.” Matt says with a laugh that has him looking queasy afterwards.
“You and me can room together.” Nicky says.
“Isn’t Erik coming?” Aaron asks incredulously.
“Yeah? So?” Nicky questions.
Aaron looked at Nicky like he was an idiot and opened his mouth likely to say why, “I don’t want to intrude. I can probably just sleep on a couch out in the main area, if your friends are okay with me coming.” FF sips at his drink. “You and Erik have a lot to catch up on.” He says voice giving that slight indication that he felt awkward.
Catch-up on-
Ohhh.
Yeah, he and Erik are going to christen that bed if it hasn’t already been christened.
“We’ll figure something out.” Aaron says easily enough.
Eventually Andrew returned with Neil in tow. He was a little sweaty looking but definitely look like someone who had been running for about two hours at this point. He figures that Andrew must have brought spare clothes for Neil to change into so that he’d be acceptable in the breakfast joint.
“Smith has agreed to join us for Christmas Break.” Nicky announces to the couple as they took their seats.
“Quite brave of Smiths considering how the last holiday break went when he came with us.” Aaron says wrly.
“Yeah Andrew, make a deal not to stab Smithy again.” Nicky holds out a pinky for a pinky promise with his cousin.
Andrew rolled his eyes as FF piped in, “Romero stabbed me.” He says loyally.
Eventually they got to talking about their plans for the Winter Banquet on Friday. Nicky was going with FF as his date and had already gone out and gotten him an appropriately bespoke suit with Aras the week before.
Eventually they wrap up breakfast. Nicky, Aaron, and Matt all pay and they make their way out to the parking lot.
The parking lot where the Maserati was.
“Andrew, how in the world-“
“Like a locked gate would even slow Neil down. Got the opening time and the driving distance from you this morning and narrowed it down to the only long-term parking lot in the area.” Andrew says idly as Neil hands over the spare Maserati keys to him.
Nicky spends a bit more time bitching about the fact that Andrew woke them all up mostly out of spite and as a cover for getting his car back without Nicky’s assistance. However eventually the time for class swiftly approached.
“This isn’t over!” he says pulling on his Foxy Helmet and pointing at Andrew.
“I think it is.” Andrew replies with a shrug as he and Neil climbed into the front of the car.
Nicky rolled his eyes but climbed onto the back of FF’s motorcycle.
Winter Banquet was in 2 days.
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#Fluent Freshman AU#Going to be taking a break off of FF next week#I've gotta do some planning for the next parts#Also there's the whole bought a condo thing#I really speedran that somehow#So at least a one week break#But here we go!#The Foxes are all going to NYC to celebrate#Smith is going to meet 'THE GIRLS'#(Possibly some other guest stars)#Andrew is such a shit in this chapter#and I love that on him#He wanted to eat the various breakfast sweets on offer#when they were at top freshness#And get his car back without Nicky's official help#If he also got to kiss Neil a lil breathless in the parking lot when he was all hot and sweaty?#Well sweetness is enhanced by salt y'know!#AFTG#AFTG AU#AFTG OC#Transitional chapters are hard for meee#but next up we have the Winter Banquet#Hope there's no surprises there
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maybe nick and his bf are making out and they are caught by matt and chris and then some days after that they are caught by matt and chris but they are having sex and matt and chris are teasing them after that idk something like that would be so good in my opinion
(english isn't my first language so i hope you understand what i mean! also if you don't want to do it, then don't-i won't be mad. have a good day!!😊😊)
Caught.
Summary: You and (boyfriend) Nick have been making out on the living room when Matt and Chris decided to pay a little visit.
Tw: cursing.
Note: I just did the part where they are making out because I didn’t knew how to write the other part, I hope that’s all right. Kinda short too.
The movie played unnoticed on the background while Nicks mouth was pressed against mine, his lips softly moving against mine, my hands playing with the strings of his hoodie and his hands pulling me in by my hair.
It has been a while since his brother went to their rooms, we decided it would be fun to watch a movie on the couch, but Nick grew bored of the movie fast and wanted to make out.
‘’WOW, not on the living room.’’ Chris voice sounds loud. Nick pushes me away from him, I look at Matt and Chris standing beside the tv and my face blushes a bit.
‘’What the fuck are you doing here?’’ Nick stands up and tries to push them out of the room.
‘’We just wanted to spend some time with our brother and his boyfriend. What’s wrong with that?’’ Chris is smiling and I can tell Matt is holding back a laugh.
‘’Just go away.’’ Nick mutters.
‘’But we just got here.’’ Matt smiles sitting besides me, Chris follows him sitting besides him. Nick covers his face and lets out a tiny scream while waking towards the couch and sitting beside me. ‘’So, what is the movie about?’’
‘’I don’t think they know, too busy smooching each other.’’ Chris says making a kissing face.
‘’Shut up.’’ Nick says throwing a pillow at him.
‘’Why? Is Nickie shy because he was busy with his boyfriend? Muak muak.’’ Chris smiles and throws the pillow back at Nick. Matt laughs and I try to hold mine back.
‘’I’ll literally kill you Christopher, stop it.’’ Nick tries to sound tough but his red face and nervousness got the best of him, making it sound more like a whine. Matt and Chris laugh more. ‘’I hate both of you so much.’’ Nick hugs me and hides his face on the crook of my neck.
‘’Well, your boyfriend hasn’t said anything. Tell him to defend you.’’ Matt says.
‘’Shut up.’’ Nicks voice is muffled by my body. I put my arms around his and rub his back.
‘’I don’t mind, I think it’s very cute when he gets like this.’’ I tell them, smiling.
‘’SEE, we are doing you a favor. He thinks you look cute, I’m the best wingman.’’ Chris smiles and nudges at matt who rolls his eyes.
‘’Let’s put another movie. I actually want to watch something.’’ Matt says while grabbing the tv remote.
‘’I wanna go to my room.’’ Nick mumbles to my ear, I chuckle and kiss his head gently.
‘’We can go after this movie, it will be all right, I’m here.’’ I feel him pout against my skin and then nods. ‘’It will be fun, you’ll see.’’
#nick sturniolo x reader#nick sturniolo x you#nick sturniolo x male reader#sturniolo triplets x reader
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i made a joke on twitter that someone should write a crack fic that opens with Andrew riding the horse in TKM and he’s like “bet you’re wondering how i ended up here.”
and well. then this happened:
You’re probably wondering how I ended up here.
A horseback ride in the Blue Ridge mountains sounds idyllic, if you’re the kind of person that takes vacations straight out of the free tourist brochures at gas stations. I am not that person.
In fact, I had never been on any vacation before this week. If I were to take a vacation of my choosing, I would absolutely not be doing an activity that requires me to activate my core while breathing air that smells like animal shit.
Yet here I am. Sitting on a horse double my height, following a group of people I don’t even particularly like down a stinky, too-green path through the woods.
You might ask, why did you put yourself in this situation? It’s a good question, and I fear I have the worst answer of all:
There’s this guy.
I know, I know, how cliche. If it helps, I am not prone to them: I’m an orphan but not a Chosen One. I’m a college athlete who couldn’t care less about winning. I’m a twin but I’m nothing like my brother.
The boy problems, though? I’ve got ‘em. And oh, do I know how to pick ‘em.
Neil’s horse ambles down the wide path next to mine. The man himself is slumped forward in his saddle, reins held loosely in his bandaged hands. Neil has the misfortune of being very murder-able, so the bandages are a more common part of his whole look than one would hope.
This most recent bout of “almost getting killed” was particularly… vexing. (We don’t need to go into detail. All you need to know is that I didn’t handle it well.) Neil is moving on, though. He’s taking in the scenery, and his expression befits a tourist brochure even if the rest of him screams, “I should probably still be in a hospital.” When he catches me looking his lips curve into a small smile, and Reader, it is imperative that you understand how passionately I hate him.
“This is cool,” Neil says.
“Well, as long as you’re enjoying it,” my cousin grumbles from behind us. Nicky enjoys nature about as much as I do. I shoot him a look, and he mimes zipping his mouth shut.
Neil only shrugs, leaning further against the neck of his horse. I’m not sure how he’s awake. In the last four nights, he’s slept in a hospital, on a cot in an FBI conference room, on a dorm room floor, and then finally one night in a real bed in the luxurious “cabin” our teammates are renting. Minus the hospital, I’ve dealt with the same sleeping arrangements (yes, including the giant fluffy bed, no, we will not make a big deal of it). Even without the copious injuries, I do not have why don’t we go horseback riding? energy. But somehow Neil, with his half-melted face and arms, has giddied up to come smile at me and the sky and the trees.
This brings me to my point: I’m in deep. I’m so fucked. This morning, I would have told you that you’d never catch me in touching range of a horse. But for twelve hours, I thought Neil Josten might be dead; if he’s going to stand in front of me, saying he wants to go horseback riding, then yeah, every person on this goddamn team is going to get on a goddamn horse unless they want me to gut them.
My thighs are so sore and itchy. I’m on a horse that smells worse than my gear bag, swatting away flies and dodging low branches. I genuinely hate the present moment. It’s my fault, I know: these are the perils of letting ourselves fall for stupid ass men. These are the perils of getting attached to anyone at all.
But put yourself in my shoes. Really visualize it — they are cowboy boots with honest to god spurs, and I was forced to pay money to rent them.
Now ask yourself: Did I really have any other choice?
now on ao3!
#this is crack BUT#watch out for the feelings#I was unable to escape this scenes proximity to baltimore lol#THE WOUNDS ARE QUITE LITERALLY VERY FRESH#aftg#aftg fic#my writing
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Finally cleaned this up so here’s my DnDads ultimate ship opinions list. I was waiting until after s2 ended to clean this up in case I had any final opinion changes with the last few episodes. Please don’t bash me for any of these. The DnDads fandom is generally very nice but shipping discourse is something that can get heated no matter the fandom.
Dads
Henry Darryl: very neutral. I understand the ship I just never fully got on the boat
Henry Glenn: absolutely fucking feral about them do not get me started on Glennry
Darryl Glenn: feral in a different way that I don’t know how to describe other than toxic yaoi in the way that they’re damaged but refuse to talk about it so they kiss about it instead
Loveeeeeeee polydads but only as Henry/Glenn/Darryl. Not really a Ron shipper I love him and Samantha too much. Ron and Glenn’s friendship is very important to me though
In terms of Jodie, I don’t really ship him with any of the main dads, ESPECIALLY not Glenn. Even if Jimmy didn’t play Jodie I’d still never ship them. Wish Scamster was real and not completely a scam because they’re literally a crackship become real except it was never a crackship before canon. It’s surprising to me that they weren’t really shipped beforehand
Henry Mercedes: THE T4T OF ALL TIME BABEYYYYY. Absolutely iconic couple, fate was in their favor with how they met they were destined for each other
Darryl Carol: After hearing how Darryl talked about his family in Heaven, I was actually really happy they ended up not getting divorced. They clearly had a rough patch as seen in s1, but they genuinely love each other and I love how devoted to her Darryl is. The little finger puppet he made of her in the time out zone… :,)
Glenn Morgan: GLORGAN!!!!!!!!! Oh my god these two tear me apart. I am feral for Glorgan angst there’s too much to work with. More people need to start calling them Glorgan instead of Morglenn please please please please pretty please indulge me in my silly ship name
Ron Samantha: sobbing. They’re so sweet. The distinction that Samantha is also a little silly is very important to me. They love each other so fucking much
Kiddads
Nicky Sparrow: didn’t realize how much I love them for a good while but when I did oh god I love them so so much. T4T it’s so real to me that they’re both trans
Nicky Lark: used to like it but yall mischaracterize Nicky so much in fics. If yall want toxic yaoi just ship Grant and Lark I’m so serious
Nicky Terry: sobs. They were best friends. I don’t personally ship them but the fact that Terry said he was his best friend… that line rattles around in my brain so often
Nicky Grant: recently learned this might get shipped and has THE coolest ship name. Crossfire I love you but for the ship name alone
Sparrow Terry: I think I’ve seen this shipped a few times but only in the context of Terry/Nicky/Sparrow. Not my personal cup of tea though
Sparrow Grant: I don’t see this shipped too often but they have the worst ship name ever /aff. Wtf is a spant lol. Also I’m too much team transfem Sparrow to feel comfortable shipping this
Lark Terry: do not know the appeal of Gun Control but their ship name is fun
Lark Grant: toxic yaoi central. They both need intense therapy but them both being so fucked up is what makes them interesting not that that’s healthy though
Terry Grant: I see them more in a qpr place than anything romantic. I have one fic of them that’s bookmarked on Safari because I think about a part from it from time to time
Don’t have any poly ships for them
In terms of s2 spouses I so desperately wished we could’ve seen more of them. We barely get to see them
Nicky Cassandra: Telling Taylor his dad was a good man and that she misses him every day makes me think they parted on good terms. But then Nicky disappeared because of FBI shit. In another life maybe they could’ve worked.
Sparrow Rebecca: more ugly sobbing. I’m unsure on my sparroace thoughts if they’d end up getting divorced post-finale but I know they’re not fully separating or breaking up. They really are in love but it’s unconventional and messy.
Terry Veronica: I think the reveal that Terry is infertile is a nice touch to their relationship. It sounds weird to say and I feel like I might word this all weirdly. Him being unable to have bio kids but finding love in someone who wants to raise a kid with him anyways. Veronica finding new love again after a supposedly abusive relationship. Both of those combined is something I really love.
Grant Marco: Canon gays ftw. The Titanic episode was so generous in letting us get to see their dynamic. Obviously Grant still has a long way to go in finding self love but I’m so happy he found someone who can support him and loves him back like this.
Teens
Normal Scary: ugly sobbing over them I love them so much. Cradling my madomagi and tma aus with them as madohomu and jmart
Normal Taylor: yearning for the early s2 days like when they went to Sonic and made some devious plan off screen I wish they had more silly interactions together. Was truly fed with the kareoke intro and them bonding over costume making for a minute. Tayloak could be so interesting if there was more material to work with
Normal Link: Childhood BFFs to Lovers; I wish they could’ve hung out more as kids but all that happened
Normal Hermie: I get the hype but I have personal reasons for feeling neutral on them that I wish I could get over. Good soup though /ref
Scary Taylor: see them too much as a sibling dynamic to ever ship them
Scary Link: respect to all y’all shippers but I do not gothcleats and will leave it at that forever. I can only accept the finale with my transfem Link hc
Scary Hermie: I love Scene Partners. These stupid kids and reflecting each other /aff
Taylor Link: one that I can’t believe I didn’t ship sooner they’re so silly
Link Hermie: I think this one is very funny (/pos) but not my personal vibe
Love love LOVEEEEEEEE Marloakworthy AUGH. A giant triangle of everyone paralleling each other
Polywagon I love you; cannot believe you’re real and genuinely canon. This is just Homestuck again when Hussie said all ships are canon (DnDads never beating the Homestuck allegations from me)
Scary Erica: wish there were more interactions I love Erica so much but alas she’s a guest NPC. “You awaken a lightness in me” sapphic ass Scary I know what you are
#dndads#dungeons and daddies#dndads s1#dndads s2#dndads season 2#there’s no way I can tag everyone and every ship just pretend that I did#I could barely tag everyone when I did the stained glass art
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as one might expect, I am also asking for the boy with the teeth. --@quiescentdestiny
WIP Wednesday (4/3) | Vampire Andrew AU (Part 101)
Neil isn’t sure what was going on with the others all through their little impromptu practice, but it makes him feel like he’s missing something huge. Hell, he thought he was the one with secrets here. But he might not be alone.
Actually, he’s completely alone right now. Sort of. He's in a shower stall. Which he’s incredibly grateful for.
Hiding marks and lumps and bruises has been a struggle his whole life long. And now it’s evolved to scars. None of them are pretty and they all come with a zillion questions. That’s why throughout his time in Millport he always opted to shower last, once everyone else was through. But he’s got plenty of privacy here, so he takes advantage of it. And borrows some of Nicky’s soap.
He’ll have to get some of his own for next time and he jots it down in his mental to-do list. Other items on this list include: finding a safe to keep his binder in, dying his hair again, and kicking Andrew Minyard in the teeth.
He doubts the rest of his team would be alright with that last thing. Maybe he’ll save that one for later. He’s still not sure exactly what Andrew’s problem is. But he knows that he doesn’t like the way the goalie looks at him. Like he wants to hurt him.
Neil knows that look. He’s seen it hundreds of times on dozens of faces. And it always ends badly. He scrubs over that scar on his shoulder and sees a flash of his father, stalking towards him with the iron. Always ends badly…
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After Neil is done in the shower, he quickly towels off and changes back into the clothes he wore in. Then he’s not sure what to do. Because it’s strange to just stand in here and wait. But he'd rather die than have to spend a minute alone with Andrew out in the stadium.
So… He chooses the creepy waiting option, which gets him a weird look from Aaron, the next one out.
“You don’t have to wait for us. The door’s right there,” Aaron says, earning him no points with Neil.
“Kind of don’t want your brother to kill me or something while Kevin’s not looking.” Neil says, making Aaron’s face twist into something grave and making Nicky laugh nervously as he comes out of his stall with his towel around his waist.
“Yeah. You’re right. You should stay here.” Nicky says. Then he winks. “You can watch me change if you want to.”
Aaron fake gags and Nicky shoves him.
“Um, no offense. But no thanks.” Neil says, closing his eyes to lean against the far wall.
“Well, shucks.” Nicky says, then there’s the rustle of clothes. “You know, Andrew’s not that bad. I think you just caught him on a bad day.”
“Oh really? He must've been having a bad day in Millport, too."
“Yeah, actually,” says Kevin from his stall. “Andrew hates planes. So the flight we had to take to get there rattled him a bit.”
“Oh.” Neil can sort of understand that, but… “So him feeling rattled by a plane means I get my ribs smashed in?”
“Wait, what?” Nicky says, and he’s closer than Neil expects so he opens his eyes to see the backliner fully dressed and rubbing his hair with a t-shirt.
“Andrew swung a racquet into my chest in Millport.” Neil tells him.
“Oh my god.” Nicky looks down at Neil’s abdomen with wide eyes. “He… didn’t really tell us that.”
“I figured.” Neil shrugs. “It’s fine. I lived.”
“Kevin, are you almost done or are you planning on using the county’s entire supply of water?” Aaron says.
Kevin huffs. “I’m almost done.”
“God, the steam is killing me.” Aaron says, starting for the door. Nicky nods and follows and Neil gets in line behind him.
“Oh!” Nicky starts as the three of them exit the locker room. “I forgot to ask, how were you able to tell the minis apart?”
“Don’t fucking call us that,” Aaron says, shoving Nicky arm. But they’re both looking at him expectantly. So Neil gives them the truth.
“Your teeth are different.” Neil says, making Nicky freeze up midstep and Aaron turn to look at him, confused.
“Our teeth.” He repeats.
“Yeah. Andrew’s are sort of pointy. Yours are,” Neil almost says ‘crooked’, but that’s a bit ruder than he means to be, “normal.”
“Oh, that’s weird. I’ve never noticed,” Nicky says, a bit of high-pitched laughter following. Neil gives him a look. He’s not sure how someone who spends a lot of time with the twins wouldn’t notice. Neil recalls the way Andrew had grinned down at him in Millport, the lights had glinted off his teeth and made him look sort of scary. Well, as scary as a five foot tall gnome of a man can be.
“Why, my ears are burning,” says a voice from the stands. It startles Neil a bit, he looks up to see Andrew looking down at him. “You three must be talking about me. How rude.”
#omg this part is like 800 words :') but i didn't wanna split the neil pov up. so... here u go <33#also i JUST wrote this and didn't stop to make edits so. pls forgive mistakes or weirdly worded bits! <3#long post#andreil#aftg#Vampire Andrew AU#WIP Wednesday#🕊️#answered#anon#quiescentdestiny
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Star-Crossed Connection: chapter two
Nick Folio x Original Female Character
WC: 3k
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this is a complete work of fiction, some characters while based on real people are totally made up. :)
Seraphina Holloway is Hollywood’s new it girl. But, when an embarrassing viral video of her ex / costar publicly dumping her goes viral, she thinks she needs a quick fix to help maintain her image. When she’s set to appear at her new movies premier she scrambles to find a date to bring that will help take the white hot spotlight away from her public dumping and show that she’s still desirable to all. Enter Nick Folio, drummer of the metalcore band that’s taking over the scene, Bad Omens. He’s a sweet down to earth guy with a heart of gold and when a smokin hot movie star asks him to be her fake boyfriend for a week he agrees to help. But will the line between fake feelings and reals ones start to blur when Seraphina lets her true self show.
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A few days later I’m finalizing my festival outfits with my stylist. The photos the paparazzi took were splashed all over the tabloids and drama blogs the day after they found Folio and I were ambushed on our date.
My plan worked like a charm. Every article or blog post was gushing over me and my newfound love. It was almost too easy to sway the public perception. All it took was a few perfectly timed photos of a new hot guy shielding me from the onslaught of flashes and pestering questions from pathetic men who have nothing better to do than follow girls like me around day and night trying to get a million-dollar photo.
Looking into the 360 mirror I admire the beautiful black one-strapped ball gown my stylist picked out for the movie premiere. “It’s lovely, this was an amazing find, Lala. Did you find any cute stuff for skiing?” Lala smiles and pulls out another rack of clothes with several snowsuits in all different colors. I decide to try on the pink one and the all-white one.
“I’ll take both of these they’re so hot, so all that’s left is a few choices for the press junket and I’ll look through some of the options you brought for my date.” I move to look through the outfits she’s picked out for folio and choose a black Armani tux and full black snowsuit along with some jewelry that one of my brand deals has sent. “These are perfect, he is going to look so hot,” I say finishing up and choosing a few more accessories from the table. I grab several rings, necklaces and a few different bags. “So things are getting serious between you and this new guy?” Lala asks and I put on my sweetest lovesick smile, “Oh yeah, he’s great. The perfect guy for me. Nothing like the egomaniac actors I usually date. He’s so real.” I answer, fighting the internal ripple of shame that overwhelms me. Folio and I have been texting back and forth since our paparazzi fiasco and he really is a nice guy. I’m a massive asshole for using him like this but it’s just a week and then I can say something about how it was a mutual decision because both of our careers are so hectic.
Just then my phone pings with a new message
Nicky F 🏍️❤️🔥: TMZ is blowing up my phone about those pics, what should I say?
Seraphina 👑: you can tell them no comment. Or ignore it, it’s up to you! I’m sorry they’re bothering you, I figured they would just bombard me.
Nicky F 🏍️❤️🔥: No worries sweetheart, you can’t control the crazies that follow you around.
Damn, I fucking suck. I should just be honest with him. It’ll definitely make it easier if he’s in on my plan.
Well, I’ll explain it all on the plane when we leave in a couple of days and if he decides just to turn around and go back home I will totally understand. It’ll totally ruin my plan and I’ll look even more of a loser but I can’t just keep lying to him about everything.
I don’t have any plans for the rest of the day so I decide to head home and rot on my couch. While I’m rewatching Gossip Girl for the millionth time on my couch I get a surprising call from a certain motorcycle-driving drummer. I answer it and am surprised by the smile that spreads across my face at the idea of talking to him.
Hey Folio!
Hey sweetheart are you busy?
Um no, just watching TV what’s up?
Are you up for a ride up the coast to watch the sunset? I know a place.
That sounds great! I can be ready in 20. I’ll text you my address.
Okay, I’ll head over soon.
Okay! Bye!
Alright, looking forward to it sweetheart.
Thirty minutes later I hear the hum of a motorcycle from outside and get a text from Folio that he just pulled up. I run out of my front door wearing my black levis with a plain white tee under my cropped black hoodie. “Hey!” I call out over the sound of the motor. “Hey!” he responds quickly hopping off the bike to wrap his arms around me in a quick hug. “You ready to get out of here?” he asks and I nod enthusiastically “Yes, I’m excited!”
He climbs back over and I throw my leg over the side behind him and wrap my arms around his waist as he starts up the bike again. “Hold on tight sweetheart” he drawls out as he turns out of the driveway and down the road.
“I’m taking you to a spot near Malibu that’s beautiful at sunset,” he says over the sound of the roaring motor.
It takes over an hour to get to the beach, the sun is low but there are still maybe 10 minutes left before it’s fully set. We park and Folio grabs a blanket from a storage trunk on the side of his bike. We walk hand-in-hand to a spot with little foot traffic. He unfolds it, it’s thick, hand-woven, and dark red. It’s large and looks big enough for us to both sit comfortably off of the sand. He spreads it out on the ground so we can sit and watch the sun take its last moments before dipping below the horizon.
“So, Phi, can I call you Phi?” he asks softly as his gaze slides from the sunset to me. I nod softly as he continues, the orange light of the sun covering him in a warm glow. “so Phi, I want to help you with this whole festival thing, but can you give me some information about what I might expect? Will the paparazzi be around every corner? Or is that only when you give them a heads up where you’ll be?”
I try and fail to hide the embarrassment and shock that’s written all over my face. “What- what do you mean? Heads up? What do you even mean?- I” his unamused face is all it takes for me to drop the act. I had said to myself I wanted to be honest with him but I guess I didn’t anticipate getting caught. “I’m sorry,” I say with a sigh, “how did you know?”
He laughs softly and tosses a rock he found on the other side of the blanket towards the crashing waves. “I had a hunch, and a photographer friend of mine may have given me a heads up.” He arches a brow at me, waiting for my reply.
“I was going to tell you, I swear. I know that doesn’t mean anything now but-“ I look up as the sun finally disappears, leaving the sky a beautiful orange and pink. “I didn’t want to keep lying to you. I know we’re practically strangers and for some reason, you’ve agreed to help me with this absurd plan, but from now on I promise I will keep you informed on all of the things I can control” I turn to face him, prepared for him to either tell me the plan is off or by some miracle bless me with forgiveness.
“You know, we could’ve given them way more of a show if I had known” he laughs and the tension I was holding between my shoulders drops. “I don’t really understand your world or how it works but if you teach me I’m happy to play along,” he says and it feels so sincere, I almost wish this was real, but he’s right, he’s just playing along.
“I think I’ve just let this whole situation get to me too much, I mean look at me, asking some stranger to pretend to be my boyfriend because I’m too--well, it doesn’t matter. I just, all I’ve ever wanted was to act and my parents did everything to help me get to this point. I can’t help but think of how ashamed my dad would be to see me now”
Folio bumps lightly into my shoulder before throwing his arm around me and pulling me closer into his side. “Strangers? I don’t think so, but there’s definitely more I want to learn about you Phi. I don’t think he’d be ashamed at all.” He says as he rests his head on the top of mine while we watch the final colors of the day disappear and the darkness of night blanket the sky. “What are you doing tomorrow?”
“Just final packing for the trip, didn’t have much of anything planned,” I answer.
He takes a moment to think before he speaks again, “What if instead of flying to Colorado we rent a car and drive to Colorado together? It’s only a 14-hour drive. It will give us time to get to know each other better and since it’s a rental we can just fly home at the end of the week. What do you think?” He asks gaze still fixed on the horizon.
Humming in thought I consider his proposition. “You want to road trip to Colorado? I guess I could get a last-minute rental, we’d need to leave tomorrow though, you can be prepared for that?”
He huffs out a laugh, “Yeah, I can pack pretty fast.” I laugh as well at the absurdity of the way this is all turning out. But it sounds like it will be a fun adventure. We spend a bit longer on the beach making idle conversation. I was able to work out a rather quick rental agreement thanks to my brand deal with Hertz and I sent a quick text to my assistant that I would be traveling up a day early. She and my glam team are going to meet us at the resort. “Well, your spontaneity has worked out in our favor. I have the car teed up to be sent to my house at 7 am. I can pick you up after and we can head out.” He excitedly agrees to the plans and even offers to just meet at my house, as long as he can park his bike there while we are gone.
After Folio drops me off later that evening I rush around to pack a quick bag. Jules, my assistant, has already arranged for my clothes to be sent to my hotel room at the festival so I just need to pack a few essentials into my suitcase, my daily makeup and toiletries along with my loungewear and casual clothes. It’s already late and I’m exhausted by the time my head hits the pillow so sleep overtakes me quickly.
I’m awoken by the sound of my alarm going off at 6:30 am and I find myself feeling excited about the prospects of the day despite the early hour, especially after getting way less sleep than usual. No worries though, nothing a little coffee can’t fix. I throw on a comfortable outfit for a long car ride and begin making my first coffee of the day. Around 6:50 am I received the text that the car was here so I run out to accept the key and sign the final paperwork.
“Oh shit! You’re Seraphina Holloway! I’m a huge fan, your show on MTV was amazing! I can’t believe they canceled it!” the guy who dropped off the car said with a huge smile spread across his face. “Haha thank you! I loved being on that show it was such a fun time! I’m glad you liked it!” I reply. He leaves with a giddy smile and waves excitedly as he pulls away in the car that followed him in with the rental. I ended up with a black 2024 Chevy Tahoe and it looks so cool.
I am bringing out my bag to load into the trunk when I hear the rumble of Folio’s bike coming up the road as he turns the corner up my driveway I can’t help the goofy smile I give him, I almost feel self-conscious about how happy I am to see him until he whips his helmet off and is wearing a matching smile of his own. “Mornin’ Phi, how are ya feeling?” he asks while hanging his helmet off of the handles of his bike. He walks over to wraps his arms around me in a big hug. “Hey Nicky, I’m feeling great! I’m excited about the road trip. How are you?”
He sides my bag onto his shoulder and gestures for me to unlock the trunk. “I’m feeling great sweetheart. I’m excited as well! I hope you’re prepared for a killer playlist.”
“Oh you’re on! We will see who’s musical prowess puts who on top.” I jokingly tease. He laughs and puts the rest of his things in the car along with my bag.
I invite him inside while I finish locking up, I offer Folio a coffee and he accepts thankfully. “Oh my god yes please, my roommates drank the last of the creamer and I cannot drink black coffee.” I laugh as I make us two fresh vanilla iced lattes for the road.
Heading towards the car I offer to drive the first leg. Nicky tried to offer to drive the whole thing but I can’t allow that. Plus splitting it up will help it go by faster.
“Alright! Let’s hit the road, Nicky! Next stop Colorado baby!!!” I pump my fists in celebration and before I can feel the embarrassment of the action take over he’s pumping his fists as well “WooHoo! Hell yeah! Lets gooo!” he calls out and I can’t help the joyus laugh that takes over as we back out and talk off down the road. My phone is connected to the carplay so I have control over the first music rotation. “Alright, this is my time to shine. For your consideration.” I say before hitting shuffle on my road trip playlist.
It starts off with playing Panama by Van Halen. “oh shit! Starting it off strong with Van Halen. You are more than meets the eye Hollywood.”
I laugh with my whole body, “Not what you expected huh? My dad used to quiz me on car rides, I was raised on classic rock.”
jump back, what's that sound ?
Here she comes, full blast and top down.
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue.
Model citizen zero discipline
Don't you know she's coming home with me?
You'l lose her in the turn.
I'll get her!
“Panama, Panama Panama, Panama Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine. Got the feel for the wheel, keep the moving parts clean.” we sing along together.
When the song finishes and “Go Your Own Way” starts next. “So I found this list of questions to get to know each other better on the road,” Folio says. “So, starting off easy, what are your three favorite movies?”
“Oh crap, oh my god? Easy?? Okay….three favorite movies are Pride and Prejudice from 2005, Pacific Rim but NOT the sequel and oh god, um I’ll say Secret World of Arrietty, which is a Studio Ghibli. What about you?” I ask.
“Okay I love Pacific Rim so I trust you and will be watching the other that you mentioned. I like Star Wars Empire Strikes Back, Kill Bill, and the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre.”
“I love horror movies! And omg okay nerd of course you would say the name of the episode instead of just Star Wars.” I joke and he laughs. “alright alright, it’s an important distinction. Real fans know what’s up. Okay, next question, what is your favorite photo?”
I think for a moment about all the pictures I’ve ever taken and am hit with a beautiful memory, “there was a summer my family took a vacation to the Florida coast and my cousins and I started a sand castle competition. I built a huge three-story sand mansion. My dad helped me get the towers just right. My mom took a picture of us right as a tower fell,” I laugh softly, “my dad and I are laughing hysterically as it falls, I didn’t even care about winning I was just having fun with my dad.”
I turn my eyes off the road for a quick moment to look over at Nicky and he’s smiling thoughtfully. “That’s beautiful Phi, sounds like it was a great trip.”
“Oh god no, our hotel was infested with fleas, and my dad’s credit card got stolen on the second day, but those hours on the beach made it all worth it. Okay your turn, favorite picture.”
Folio opens his phone and scrolls through rows of photos until he finally lands on one, “this one is for sure on of my favorites.” I look quickly and it’s a photo of him and the other guys from his band all grouped together with huge grins on their faces, almost like they’re laughing. “It was after the first concert of our first tour, I was the happiest I had ever been and when I knew that I’d do anything to make this dream come true with those guys.”
“That’s amazing Nicky, and you guys did it! That’s amazing.”
We continue our game of a million questions for a few more hours of the drive while listening to music in the background. One question leads to more conversations and I feel like I’ve talked more genuinely about myself than I have in years. It’s so refreshing. At the halfway point we pull off in a small diner and eat a quick early dinner before Folio takes over for his leg of the drive.
The great music and conversation make the last hours of the trip fly by, before I know it we are passing the Colorado state line in the late evening and finally pull into the resort’s long drive way at nearly 3 am for our check-in. I take a deep breath, “okay, are you ready fake boyfriend?” I ask him and he gives a mock salute, “oh I’m ready girlfriend, it’s gonna be a good time.”
next chapter ->
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What's being hidden from you??🌑🙈🔍
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Ahhh pile 1, this reading is so fucking good, I'm so excited for you!! A genuine love offer is headed your way from someone that is heavy in their masculine energy but it isn't going to go as you think it will. You could see this person as a friend or this is just someone new that you're getting to know and you don't really know if you feel them on a platonic or romantic level yet but that confusion will be thrown out the window immediately after you two connect on a physical level. This is not your typical physical connection, there is undeniable passion, there is a kindred soul connection here! This is going to give this emperor a revelation that this is something soooo much deeper than what they were ever prepared for before meeting you. They aren't going to want to miss out on a chance to build with you, to see where things could go with you because of this kindred soul connection that can't really be explained with words. Be prepared for a tower moment followed by a solid offer of commitment or at least an expression of feelings. 1979 - Smashing Pumpkins + High School - Nicki Minaj came on during your reading, this connection will make the both of you feel like teenagers again, like this is your first love all over again, you both will be so giddy and happy around each other 🤍 - Astro Angel 💚
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Hi pile 2, I hope you are well! What's being hidden from you is the fruits of your labor, the financial rewards from the work you've been putting in. Spirit wants you to know that the work you're putting in is paying off, but there is still more work to be done until it reaches your physical reality but it will for sure pay off in your favor. You're being adviced to save and go out of your way to find deals and bargains in order to stretch your dollar. You may be feeling apathetic towards life at the moment, being unable to find the fun, to find the happiness in the day to day routine but whenever you walk into this abundance (you're out here as the Queen of Pentacles btw) you're going to be able to afford to do the things you want to do right now, so do not fret and maybe try to embrace the beauty of the struggle. I hope you feel better soon ❤️🩹 - Astro Angel 💚
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Pileeee 3, you are absolutely standing in your purpose, standing in your power and looking absolutely fabulous doing it. However you're living, you're following your souls calling. Whenever we follow our souls compass, it leads us to the people that are going to understand our souls language. You have caught someone's eye, they could have prominent Scorpio placements. They day dream about different ways to ask you out and contemplate which way would be the best. They are quite intimidated by you, they aren't trying to mess up this offer they want to present to you. They see that they could build with you, I feel this person is equally on your level mentally which leads them to feel it would be the same on an emotional level. What's hidden from you is this person's emotional offer that you have recently been connecting with or this is a secret admirer that is loving what they're seeing 🌟 - Astro Angel 💚
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crusades era joenicky recs
dana asked me to make a crusades era joenicky fic rec list when I mentioned how much I loved them so that no one would rec me what I had already read, so here you go (apologies, I can’t get the read more to work)
The Stiff Heart
I ALWAYS love dana’s fics and it was just by chance that hers was the first one that popped up in my search. This has them having already established a truce and working together to find ‘the dream women’, but it has such a lovely build up to when they get together, sprinkled with plenty of UST and world building as they learn more about each other and dashes of them coming together to a truce.
The Favored Son(s)
Crusade era Yusuf and Nicolo are transported to current time and the boys, Joe in particular, have a hard time reconciling who they were with the love they now share. It’s like having a slow burn, but your OTP is already there and happy together at the same time. Lots of Joe doting, which is always a bonus, and the other two learning about each other and overcoming their past.
The Land of Turquoise
The immortals dream of each other when the universe has decreed that they are not close enough to one another. Joe and Nicky start dreaming of each other a month and a half into their truce, when they are sleeping side-by-side every night in the desert. How much closer can they be?
Honestly, I can’t sum it up better than the actual summary. So much UST and trust building!!!
Ardeo In Te
Omegaverse and soulmates? My fucking JAM
Djinn’s Eyes
Man, this fucking fic. It’s so good, has so much build up and world building, learning to overcome preconceived notions and find love. I can’t even find the words, it’s such a wonderful fic.
Lessons Exquisitely Crafted
Yusuf goes home, leaving Nicolo behind, but he can’t shake him off because these are dumbasses who are meant to be together. It takes time for them to come back together, but they do, because they’re destiny.
The Weight of Fear
mpreg fic, where they have a night of passion and then Yusuf runs away, only to learn that Nicolo is pregnant once the girls find him to kick his ass. I love the story, how Nicky’s anxieties are written, how much Joe is stressed once he finds out that he accidentally knocked him up.
Heavy with the Weight of Who We Are
Yusuf can’t shake Nicolo, no matter how hard he tries, so they’re stuck together, learning each others languages and trying to figure out how to work together despite their differences.
Beginnings, Middles, Ends
Wind_Ryder did an amazing job with this series! It showcases how PTSD can affect a person, what having someone who cares about you can do to help you heal, and wraps it up by showing that somethings don’t just magically disappear over time.
Pistachios and Rosewater
The food alone makes reading this fic worth it, all of it looks delicious and it’s worked into the story so well, showing the progress of time and how cooking can mean love.
Holiest Among The Living
This actually has very little joenicky, but I had to include it because it shows Nicolo’s journey to understanding everything he thought was true, isn’t, and that even people you thought were good can disregard others just because they’re a different color/religion/etc
O Jerusalem
Has selective mute Nicky in it, because PTSD is a serious thing, and soft Yusuf caring enough about the man who killed him to not leave him abandoned in Jerusalem. This is definitely a story about kindness and healing.
Death is Just a Beginning
Plenty of hate and anger, and not all at each other. Includes Nicolo being found out for having revived and Yusuf saving him, but the road is paved with plenty of fighting before they find their footing and destiny.
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Songbird || EIGHTEEN
Eddie Roundtree x Fem!Reader
Warnings: drug overdose mention
Word Count: 3.2k
Part Summary: Y/N reflects on her place in the band and expressed this to Eddie.
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TRACK EIGHTEEN;
I DON’T KNOW WHERE I BELONG
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The next morning when Y/N woke, it wasn’t to anything good, like birds chirping or Eddie pressing kisses to her cheek until she woke. She woke to the sounds of fighting and shouting in the hall. Eddie was already awake and half dressed when the shouting started.
“What’s going on?” Y/N asked as she got out of bed.
“I don’t know.” Eddie replied while the two walked over to the door. As soon as it was opened, the shouting was heard as clear as day.
“I said pack your shit up and get out of here!” Daisy yelled, throwing Nicky’s bag at him.
Eddie stepped further out into the hallway, as did Warren and Graham, watching the argument from afar.
“No.” Nicky responded.
Daisy turned and picked up a statue, held it over her hear before throwing it full force to the left of Nicky before proceeding to push him away. As Daisy pushed him, Nicky gripped onto her arms, pushing her back before raising his fist in the air.
“Whoa, whoa.” Warren says as he, Eddie and Graham all rush forward, standing in between Daisy and Nicky.
“You heard the lady,” Warren says, “You heard her.”
“You’re making a huge fucking mistake.” Nicky says before picking up his bag from the floor, “You’ll regret this.”
As Nicky walked away, Eddie places his hand on Daisy’s shoulder though she pushed him away, she pushed all the guys away. Y/N quickly rushed form her place in the doorway and over to Daisy. As soon as Daisy saw her face, she broke down, clutching onto Y/N tightly. Karen rushed over only seconds after, holding onto Daisy as she sobbed into Y/N’s shoulder.
…
DAISY JONES: You start doing drugs to escape and to dull your emotions, but drugs don’t dull your emotions, they heighten them. So coming down is a lot like rediscovering your sanity. And when you rediscover your sanity, it’s only a matter of time before you remember what it was you needed to escape from in the first place.
KAREN SIRKO: Even in shambles, Daisy was a powerhouse, but this was just…sad.
…
Y/N sat in her bunk as everyone partied on the bus, she would join but she didn’t feel up to it. Everything that had happened to Daisy had affected her as well. Seeing what Daisy was like was like watching someone do a complete turn around. Daisy wasn’t as energetic on stage, she stood like a statue in front of the microphone, not moving, not even interacting with Billy or the rest of the band.
It worried Y/N. She tried to be there for Daisy as much as she could after her overdose but she didn’t quite understand what she was going through, no one did. No one but Billy Dunne.
“Hey.” Eddie says, sliding into the bunk.
“Hey.” Y/N says, smiling. Despite how she was feeling, seeing Eddie never failed to put a smile on her face.
“What you doing here on your own, come out and have some fun.” Eddie says.
Y/N shook her head, “I don’t feel like it tonight.”
Eddie nodded before he left and left Y/N alone. She curled up into a smaller ball, resting her head on her knees. However Eddie returned with two beers in his hand, he offered one to Y/N.
“I said I didn’t want to party Eddie.” Y/N says.
“I know,” Eddie says, climbing into the bunk with her and sliding the curtain over, “That’s why these are just for us and we are going to stay here.”
“You don’t need to leave for me Eddie,” Y/N says, “Go and have fun.”
“Nah, I wasn’t having much fun anyways,” Eddie says, sitting down in between Y/N’s legs, resting his back against her chest, “And I’d rather spend time with you.”
Y/N smiled and wrapped an arm around his chest and pressed a kiss to his head.
“Now, what’s getting you down?” Eddie questions.
“I’m not really sure,” Y/N says, “I guess it’s a bunch of different things.”
“Like what?”
Y/N sighed, “Well everything with Daisy for starters. She nearly died Eddie,” Y/N took a deep breath and Eddie gently took a hold of her hand, “It just made me think about how easy it is too…” Y/N cut herself off as she wiped away a tear, “We take so many drugs basically every night and what if one day we accidentally take too much and then…”
“Hey, hey, hey,” Eddie says softly, pressing a kiss to the palm of her hand, “Don’t think about that alright? Don’t you dare think about that.”
“I know,” Y/N says, gripping onto Eddie tighter, “But the thought of losing you, hurts me to even think about.”
“Then don’t think about it,” Eddie says softly, “I’m here and you’re never going to get rid of me.”
Y/N smiled, “Good, because I never want you to leave.” Eddie tilted his head back to look at Y/N and she pressed a kiss to his forehead.
“Now there’s something else bothering you, I can tell because you’re still frowning.” Eddie comments.
“I hate that you can tell.” Y/N says.
“I don’t, because then I can always make sure you’re okay.” Eddie said, brushing his thumb across her wrist.
Y/N sighed. The thing that was bothering her wasn’t something she wanted to share with anyone, with fear from how they would react.
“You can tell me, whatever it is.” Eddie says.
“I don’t want to be apart of the band anymore,” Y/N says and saying it felt like a relief, “After the tour, I want to leave.”
“Okay.” Eddie says.
“Okay?” Y/N questioned, “That’s all you have to say?”
Eddie sighed, “You never wanted to be apart of the band in the first place, Y/N, every time we would even mention you joining it you would strongly state your opinion that you didn’t want to be in a band. I don’t know why you joined in the first place.”
“I joined because Teddy tole me that the label wasn’t going ahead with my album.” Y/N explains. “They didn’t want to waste their money on a solo artist when they could invest more money into the band. That day Billy gave me an ultimatum, join the band as the rhythm guitarist or the label was going to drop me entirely, though he wasn’t very kind about it, called me an ungrateful bitch and said that I wouldn’t have my career without him, said wasn’t good enough.”
“He fucking did what?” Eddie says, sitting up, “I’m gonna kill him.”
“Eddie, no,” Y/N says softly, pulling him back down to her chest, “It was months and months ago, it doesn’t matter now.”
“Yes it fucking does Y/N,” Eddie says, “He can’t say that shit to you and get away with it.”
“Well what could I have done, Eddie,” Y/N says, running her fingers through his hair to calm herself down.
“Not taken what he said to you, he can’t go around saying that shit to you,” Eddie says angrily.
“Trust me I didn’t take it Eddie, I was ready to walk away. But then I thought about how hard I tried and I was getting no where, then Billy comes along and passes a tape of me singing to Teddy for me to even get noticed,” Y/N says, “In that moment I thought that maybe he was right, I wasn’t good enough.”
“You are good enough,” Eddie says, “Y/N you are the most talented person I know. You’re better than Billy, you’re better than Daisy, you’re better than anyone and everyone.”
“You’re just saying that because you’re my boyfriend and you have to.” Y/N dismissed.
Eddie sat up and turned around to face Y/N, “No I’m not, I really mean it Y/N. And before you joined this band, you would have through it too. You might be having fun but it’s slowly taking away your confidence that I know and love so much.”
Y/N looked down, but Eddie took a hold of her chin and tilted her head up, “I don’t blame you for wanting to leave. I’m thinking about it too.”
“Eddie, this isn’t because of me right, because if it is I can’t forgive myself for that.” Y/N says, taking a hold of his hand.
Eddie shook his head, “No it’s not because of you. I’ve been thinking about it for a while. I’ve done everything Billy ever wanted me to do, hell, I even switched over to bass for him. But everything I did was never good enough, he always calls the shots. I thought that maybe when he said he didn’t want to be a part of the band, I would get a chance to prove myself. I’m sick of being in the background.”
Y/N slowly moved so she straddled Eddie’s waist before hugging him tight.
“You’re too talented to be in the background.” Y/N mumbled into his shoulder.
“So are you.” Eddie responded.
Y/N pulled away from the hug and pressed her lips to Eddie’s. The feeling of his lips was something Y/N would never get used to. They made her feel like a teenage girl every time they kissed, she felt giddy inside.
Pulling away, Y/N lied down, pulling Eddie with her. His head buried in the crook of her neck, pressing gentle kisses in the area he had access to.
“You want to know something, Eddie?” Y/N says.
“Hmm?”
“I am extremely lucky to have you.” Y/N says.
Eddie pulls back, lifting his head so he could look Y/N in the eyes, “It’s the other way around, I’m extremely lucky to have you.”
Y/N smiled before she connected their lips, “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Eddie says, “And I’m never going to stop saying it.”
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INTERVIEWER: How did it feel to be sober on tour?
DAISY JONES: Sober isn’t the right word for it, no. What I did was, I started making rules for myself. No dexies in the morning. A bump of coke but onyl before shows. A quaalude at night to bring me down. It was the best I could do under the circumstances.
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The band finished playing ‘Kill You To Try’ and Daisy stood in front of the microphone looking exhausted.
“You need a rest,” Y/N overheard Billy say to Daisy, “Take it.”
Daisy didn’t respond, she only stepped back up to the microphone, “I almost died the other night.”
The band stood still, not knowing how to react.
“I was this close,” Daisy paused as fans continued to shout, not comprehending what she was saying, “But I’m alive tonight! And you’re alive tonight. So let’s just stay alive a little bit longer.”
Y/N smiled as Warren hit the drums and the band continued into the next song.
***
Y/N was elated when she walked off the stage, everything felt okay, everything felt good. It almost made her rethink her choices to leave the band but she knew that she needed to follow her heart.
“What you thinking about?” Warren asked, catching up to her.
“Just about how well the show went.” Y/N said with a smile.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” Warren exclaimed.
…
EDDIE ROUNDTREE: Spring ‘77. This was our moment.
GRAHAM DUNNE: It’s when you least want things to change, that they always do.
…
Y/N stood with Graham and Karen as Eddie continued to step forward, an indescribable expression on his face.
“It’s over.” Eddie says, defeated, “Why would anybody care about us when stuff like this exists? We’re done, man. We’re dinosaurs.”
“What are you talking about?” Karen says, taking a drink out of Warren’s hand, “Don’t worry so much.”
“What is this shit?” Warren questioned.
“The future.” Eddie says, stepping forward.
Y/N rolled her eyes and followed him as he stepped closer to the stage, “Eddie you do realise that different genres of music exist right?”
“I know, but this is just…different.” Eddie says as he caught the attention of the lead singer, “Oh, hey man. I’m in a band too, uh, The Six. I mean, you probably don’t listen to the radio.”
“I’ve heard of you,” The lead singer says, “My little sister plays your record all the time.”
As the lead singer walked away, Y/N shook her head, taking Eddie’s hand in hers, he turned to her to give her a small smile.
“You still thinking about it?” Y/N questions, “Leaving the band?”
Eddie sighs, “I just don’t see how we ca keep up with this.”
Y/N places a kiss to his cheek, “Let’s not worry about that tonight,” She grips his hand and drags him away from the stage, “Dance with me, here is the one place where people don’t know who we are. We can just have fun.”
Eddie finally smiles and holds Y/N’s waist. The two only swayed back and forth but it was enough for Y/N.
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WARREN ROJAS: We had the biggest album in the country. We were nominated for a whole bunch of fucking Grammys. We were on Saturday Night Live. I mean…
EDDIE ROUNDTREE: It’s called a ‘moment’ for a reason, though, right?
…
The crowd cheered as the band stepped off the bus in New York. Y/N was overwhelmed, the crowds had always been big whenever they get off the bus, but they were never this big. Y/N stepped over to the crowd with a wide smile on her face. She began signing posters and records for people in the crowd. Y/N couldn’t believe this was her life.
“Y/N! Y/N!” A man shouted in the crowd, “Is it true?”
Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“Is it true you screwed someone to get in the band?”
Y/N couldn’t tell where the question came from but she frowned. These questions were always asked but she still hated it when they were.
“She didn’t fucking screw anyone, prick.” Eddie says, as he stops signing things and looks at the man who asked the question.
The man asking the question shrunk back in the crowd after being confronted, obviously not expecting it.
Y/N turned and gave Eddie a small smile and he returned it before she continued to sign things for the girls in the front row.
“Are you two together?” A young girl asked, her eyes wide and full of wonder.
Y/N winked after she signed her record, “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
After signing a couple more posters, Y/N waved to everyone before entering the building, Eddie following not too far behind her.
“You didn’t need to do that, you know.” Y/N says.
“I couldn’t help it, anyone saying shit like that to you is just uncalled for.” Eddie says.
Y/N smiled, and leaned up to press a brief kiss to his cheek, “Well I appreciate it regardless.”
***
“And we’re live in six…five…four…”
“Ladies and gentlemen, my new favourite band, Daisy Jones and The Six.” Actress, Lisa Crowne introduced.
Y/N couldn’t believe it. She was performing on Saturday Night Live. Since joining the band, Y/N’s life had gotten infinitely better, she had the fame, the money, people knew who she was. It was everything Y/N always dreamed of. On top of that she had amazing friends and someone who she loved more than anything else in the world. Despite all of this though, Y/N still wasn’t satisfied.
Y/N’s decision to leave the band after the tour was one she made easily, she didn’t want to be in the background forever. Even though she had a song on the album, she knew that she would have to fight Billy on everything if she ever wanted to contribute to the song writing or changing a few lyrics. And Y/N didn’t want that, she wanted to say what she wanted to say. She wanted to create her own music with her own meaning. She wanted to have her own name and not to be linked with the band every time her name was mentioned in conversation.
There are times when Y/N wonders what her parents would think. She was successful so she had that to prove to them, but she wasn’t successful in the way she wanted to be. Just as she had the opportunity it was snatched away from her as quickly has she had gotten it.
Y/N hadn’t had contact with her parents since before the release of her single, nearly three years ago. They hadn’t even called to give a congratulations. They hadn’t even sent a letter.
One thing Y/N didn’t want to do was contact the one person who always believed in her. Her old singing teacher, Alice Reyne. Y/N didn’t want to contact her because she wasn’t successful in the way she wanted to be. She wanted Alice Reyne to be able to turn on the radio and her her voice, she wanted her to come to a concert and see her standing centre stage, singing a sing she wrote.
Y/N didn’t feel accomplished where she was in her career and the only things he could do to fix that is to leave.
***
Y/N stood on her own by the drinks table, getting three more drinks for herself, Eddie and Graham.
“You’re Y/N right?” A voice to her left said.
Y/N turned to see Lisa Crowne standing there. Y/N smiled, “And you’re Lisa Crowne. I’ve seen a few of your movies, you’re great by the way.”
Lisa smiled, “So are you, I was a fan of your song Nightmare.”
Y/N was taken back a little, “Wow, thank you so much.”
“No problem,” Lisa says, “But there’s something I want to ask you…”
Y/N turned away from the table with the three drinks in her hands as she walked back to the group and handed them out. Warren’s gaze however, continuously drifted to the drinks table where Y/N just stood.
“Warren you’re staging at her.” Y/N comments.
“I’m not.” Warren denies, tearing his gaze away for a brief moment before looking again.
“You are,” Y/N chuckles, “Go and talk to her.”
Warren looks back at Y/N and shook his head, “I can’t do that.”
“You can,” Y/N says, “You’ve never been this way about a girl before.”
“But this is different.” Warren says.
“How?” Y/N questioned, “Go and talk to her. The worst thing she can say is no,” Y/N lowered her voice, “And I don’t think she will.”
“What was that?” Warren asked.
“Go!” Y/N exclaimed, giving him a small nudge in the direction of the actress.
Y/N smiled as he walked up to her, taking a sip of her drink.
“You should stop meddling in people’s love lives.” Eddie jokes.
“Why it’s fun,” Y/N says, “And it’s Lisa fucking Crowne, if I weren’t with you, I’d want to be with her.”
“I’m not sure how to feel about that.” Eddie says.
“Oh shush,” Y/N says, wrapping an arm around his torso, “I’m with you now aren’t I.”
Eddie smiled, “Yes you are.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead before screams were heard from another room.
“We need a medic!” A woman yelled.
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I wanna get this out of my head and you’re one of the people that I know will set me straight. I am so beyond proud of Nicky and his new show! That teaser for M&G was fucking amazing and I know it’ll definitely get him so many nominations and awards (as he rightfully deserves - the man has been putting the work)!!!! I guess I’m feeling….bitter? Idk if that’s the right word. I’ve been living on a high from RWRB I want to see more of him and Taylor together, more RWRB content. It’s his job of course and I know he’s got so many more roles to come in his career. I just……yea don’t know how to deal with seeing so many M&G posts in the RWRB tags when I don’t think I’ll ever move on from Alex and Henry 😔
I know what you mean and I understand that feeling. I don’t think you’re entirely wrong or unjustified. The thing is, we didn’t get the full experience for Red, White & Royal Blue. There’s a big difference between these two projects.
Neither of them could even acknowledge RWRB, let alone celebrate it, despite it coming out and smashing expectations for over a month straight (lol).
It’s also not the same in that Nick, despite for some reason being labeled as “a rising star” by some news outlets and YouTube channels, has been the lead in a major production with a famous costar before (Purple Hearts & Cinderella). There’s no need to hype up working with Julianne Moore; people have already been laughing and pointing out how despite being the bigger and more notable actress, most people are talking about Nick. In contrast, Taylor had never been a lead before, so talking about working with him would’ve been significantly different.
They’re also the same age, which changes the dynamic between them. I’m not sure if or how much press they will be doing for this, but I think it’s fair to say that it would be more fun/entertaining to see Nick and Taylor together than Nick and Julianne, which is nothing against her at all. I’m sure she’s absolutely lovely.
Another difference is that RWRB is an original story based off a popular novel, and it was doubted from the start. Mary & George is based on real history, which gives it a significant advantage. Both have LGBT+ sexual elements, but it’s far easier to grab attention if you can slap the “based on a true story” in front of it; it simply intrigues people who aren’t fully convinced more, and that’s why they use it.
Basically, the “what could’ve been” for RWRB is probably the bitterness you’re feeling.
I’m not going to tell you that you can’t or shouldn’t feel that. Instead, I’ll just tell you not to let those feelings bring others down; if you want to express them, find a friend that you know you can talk to, and talk to them about it. I’m sure there’s plenty of others that have similar feelings. I myself was experiencing a weird negative emotion deep down in my chest underneath the excitement that I couldn’t place until typing all this out.
The important thing to focus on is how proud of Nick we are/should be. It’s that positivity that we want to spread. Hopefully that helps!
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sibling dynamic foxes is the best thing ever and no its not a headcanon this is canon to me.
like the foxes and Kevin? siblings if I ever saw any. They would relentlessly bully Kevin and Kevin would just bully them back but the moment anyone tries talking shit about either of them it's absolute hell.
Reporter 1: Kevin, what do you think about the Foxes as a team? I'm sure they can't compare to your old team, The Ravens and Ri-
Kevin Day best Exy player in the league, holding his Exy racquet like a weapon: the fuck did you just say to me?
or
The foxes: man FUCK Kevin
some exy hating loser: yeah screw that guy
Bisexual defender Allison holding enough money in her pocket to end their life: No. You don't get it.
NOT JUST THEM are you guys trying to tell me Matt and Nicky aren't best friends? Are you telling me they don't have gossip Fridays where they share everything together whilst Dan listens in on them. Are you telling me Nicky doesn't read the upperclassmen to filth about their fashion sense (except Allison who joins in on making fun of them).
And of course we have the twinyards (YES THEY HEAL IDC NORA CAN CHOKE ON AN EXY STICK) and they're fucking dickheads to each other its insane. The first few months everyone's slightly on edge but then they realise its all bark and no bite.
Andrew: I'm going to stab you.
Aaron: Do it coward
Andrew: *jabbing him with a mechanical pencil*
Aaron: Fine, not so much of a coward I guess.
Oh and the foxes 1000000% make fun of Neil for living in Britain. They're constantly talking to him in a British accent and when the Queen died they all showed up in his room offering gifts of condolences.
"This is a hard time for you, we understand if you need space but we'll always be here for you."
"It'll get better buddy trust me."
"It's better if you cry and get it out now, we know how important she was to you."
They also make sleepover nights mandatory. The first few years they just had the og foxes let into the dorms but after they all graduated Kevin made a whole separate room just for the foxes where they have sleepovers. It's decked out with beanbags, weighted blankets, stuffed animals and his favourite photos of the Foxes printed out and framed and a TV.
He says Jeremy picked it out but secretly it was all him and he would rather die than let them find out. Somehow they did (Jeremy ratted him out) and Kevin's nickname was permanently changed to softie. No they did not secretly feel giddy with happiness, no they didn't think this was the best thing Kevin Day has ever done absolutely not.
#omg kevin would never choose the foxes over exy#theyre so found family guys#everyones like YOURE WRONG#like trust me on this guys its basically canon#they all hold each other so dear to them idcidc IM RIGHT#kevin: you guys are so dear to me#foxes: what was that?#kevin: you guys fucking suck at exy#andrew: maybe i dont completely detest your entire beings#the foxes: awwwwww <3#aftg#all for the game#neil josten#andrew minyard#kevin day#aaron minyard#nicky hemmick#matt boyd#aftg kevin#aftg shitpost#aftg neil#aftg series#aftg textpost#allison reynolds#renee walker#dan wilds
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why cartman & kyle's "hate" for each other is sus
i remember something my gma used to say to me (god rest her soul 🕊️⚰️) is "don't say hate, hate is a strong word." and that if i don't like something just say "i don't like ____" but she was based af and i was too young at the time to understand the wisdom behind that but i def do now lol. she also got mad at me for saying 'like' in every sentence so yeah she's prob looking down on me in disappointment over that rn. bc it's true af i feel like people use the words "dislike" and "hate" interchangably but they're NOT the same. the word hate has a much more negative connotation and darker energy to it, as does deciding to hate domeone. deciding you hate someone/something takes up A LOT of negative energy and space in your brain. that's honestly why i don't truly hate a lot of things bc i don't have the time for that shit lol. despite how much i shit on things i don't rlly have any hate in my heart towards much, i just simply dislike something and will be critical on why and that's it LOL. and then people will be all like "you hate _____? 😱" and i'm like um no i never said i hate it there are just things about it i have some problems with don't put words in my mouth lol. that reminds me of something matt and trey said once, they're all like "people ask us, do you really hate the celebrities you rip on? of course not, we don't have anyone...EXCEPT barbra streisand" LOL. that's me af like honestly the only celeb i truly hate is selena gomez (and maybe donald trump and nicki minaj too). so yeah that's why kyman seems so sus to me bc i don't think people realize how much energy it actually takes you to HATE someone, bc it's NOT the same thing as simply disliking someone lol. disliking comes from a way more neutral and rational standpoint, while hate is something that comes from a fiery passion in your heart and soul lol. so yeah that is why u gotta be careful when deciding to hate someone/something bc it rlly just ends up fucking yourself over and making u look like a clown lol. and kyle deadass said "i hate cartman with all my heart" which rlly shows how much his pathetic ass is invested in 'hating' cartman, to the point that he feels it in ALL HIS HEART. and yeah that's also why they say love and hate are connected, bc both take up A LOT of energy in you and cause you to be invested either way lol. like honestly whenever i see someone going out of their way to hate on something i can always see right through that and can tell they're actually just obsessed and like that thing secretly lol. they either don't want to admit or don't know how to process it.
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An Attempted Explanation of Andrew’s “Manic Pills”
One of the things that bothers me about AFTG is Andrew’s medicine. The way most of the characters talk about court-mandated psychiatry and sobriety and mania is a questionable and often harmful representation of what it’s like to experience mania/hypomania — which like, it’s fiction, that’s fine, but it’s also something that I take a lil personally. So I’ve decided to try to legitimize the whole thing for myself, just because I can!
Necessary to note: I’m not a medical professional, a lawyer, etc. I’m usually a pretty good fact-checker, but I could definitely be wrong abt stuff, and I’d love for you to tell me if I am. I ran a lot of this by the lovely @the-greater-grief, who does have a medical background and also inspired me with this analysis they did on Andrew’s mental health. They were really helpful in explaining a lot of the more technical drug information, so they’re largely responsible for most of the theory that makes sense lol. But, they are also not responsible for me saying things that are wrong, lol! Alsooooo, I’ve been in the fandom for less than a year so it’s possible I’m saying stuff people have said before. Idc. I’m having fun reinventing the wheel lmfao. Okay, onwards!
The post has two parts:
Lovingly dismantling a lot of the bullshit Neil tells us in the books
Setting up a more realistic version of Andrew’s mental health situation
Apologies in advance, this got long-winded. Let’s do this!
Dismissing Neil’s framing
AFTG is told from Neil’s perspective, so we as readers are limited to the things he knows and understands. We know that Neil is often unreliable, and as perceptive as he can be, he makes a lot of questionable assumptions that he internalizes as fact.
This is what he tells us, rather crudely:
Andrew tried to kill some guys, because he might be a psychopath/sociopath.
Rather than being sent to prison, he was court-mandated to take drugs that make him “manic”/less likely to kill other people.
The manic pills make him crazy and also make him sick, to the point where the characters refer to him as “sober” when he is unmedicated.
The withdrawal is severe enough that his psych wants him to be hospitalized to come off them.
We learn all this about Andrew’s treatment from three sources: Information Neil read before he even joined the Foxes, Nicky’s exposition dumps, and Andrew’s actual behavior. The bullshit mostly comes from the first two items on this list, because Andrew never cares to explain much of his situation to Neil. And we can actually brush all of it off pretty easily.
Neil builds most of his perception of Andrew’s treatment on top of information from articles he read about Kevin’s transfer to Palmetto State. These articles were unkind — the Exy world was upset that Kevin was leaving the Ravens, and Andrew was painted in a cruel and probably inaccurate way. Neil mentions an article headlined “The Prince & the Pauper”... I personally would not take anything from that article seriously.
Some of this bullshit is corroborated by Nicky, a 20-something year old jock majoring in marketing. When Andrew was sentenced, we can guess that Nicky (still basically a teenager himself) was very scared that his cousin, who he is responsible for, was going to get sent to prison. Based on the way he talks about mental health in general, I wouldn’t consider him to be an expert on the nitty-gritty of psychiatry. He just saw the outcome of the trial, which was not prison, yay! and instead involved some kind of pills that made Andrew way more social. Also, as much as I think Nicky tries, he doesn’t really get Andrew — he thought Andrew was straight, and then he thought he was hate-fucking Neil. He’s not a reliable source when it comes to judging how Andrew’s brain works/how he is affected by his treatment.
This leaves Andrew’s behavior, because he never talks about his mental health except to say that he’s “crazy” and that he is not a sociopath. When he’s on the medicine, his behavior includes an elevated mood, a short attention span, and trouble curbing his impulses. When he doesn’t take his medicine on time, he experiences withdrawal (nausea, fatigue, etc), and feeling ill seems to curb some of his mood elevation enough to let him think with more clarity. When he’s off it, he is able to shut down his emotional reactions to things, though he still exhibits flashes of the rage, depression, and zingy one-liners from his behavior in the first two books.
Also, the only people who actually seem to understand Andrew’s mental health treatment are Andrew himself, Bee, and probably Wymack. Aaron might also have a better handle on it all because he’s pre-med, and also he understands Andrew enough to clock that he is gaga for Neil lol.
Okay. Bullshit? Gone.
A proposed alternate story
Once upon a time, some homophobes started beating up Andrew’s cousin and the only legal guardian that didn’t treat him like utter shit, so he went feral on them.
He gets arrested, and somewhere along the line the courts determine that his violence stems from mental illness. Rather than being sentenced to prison, he gets some kind of probation that mandates he engage in mental health treatment. The psychiatrist he sees at the time determines that he has depression — which, like, they’ve definitely seen his self-harm scars, so this is a fair assumption — and he is prescribed an antidepressant.
Now’s a good time to mention that no one would ever intentionally prescribe something to induce mania in a patient. Mania is a supremely dangerous state. People get hospitalized to get out of a manic episode. Whenever I even inch toward it, my therapist and psych are like, “CALL ME!!!!” It also would do nothing to curb violence — the opposite, actually, if the manic person often has a hard time holding themselves back from hurting themselves and others. If you look at Andrew’s behavior in the first two books, I don’t think it would even qualify as full-blown mania. He sleeps, he fulfills his responsibilities, he doesn’t seem to have any delusions of grandeur. His symptoms align better with hypomania, which is less severe and accounts for the things we noted before (mood elevation, short attention span, irritability, impulsiveness). I also think a lot of the stuff Andrew does that is attributed to his medicine is probably just Andrew being Andrew — because as Aaron once said, “it wasn’t the drugs that made him crazy.” (I wrote more about this once in an Andrew character study I did.)
So, the antidepressants would’ve been prescribed to treat the depression, which hypothetically could’ve made Andrew so hopeless and full of rage that he was constantly on the verge of flipping his shit on people. There are plenty of antidepressants that will make you sick/be less effective if you fuck with your dosing schedule, and all the alcohol he drinks probably doesn’t help either. Still, the medicine would just treat depression. HOWEVER! If Andrew actually has bipolar disorder (:D!!!), then some antidepressants do have a risk of inducing mania/hypomania!
It should’ve been obvious that Andrew’s antidepressant was not working as intended. But I doubt Nicky, Andrew, and Aaron had great health insurance before they enrolled at Palmetto, so Andrew’s court-mandated mental health provider was probably like, “cool, not trying to kill people anymore, we’re good.” A good provider like Bee would clock that Andrew had been misdiagnosed, and she’d want to adjust his medicine. But this leads to the final part of the theory — actually suggested by the brilliant Grimm — which also could explain how Andrew came to trust Bee.
If Bee diagnosed Andrew with bipolar, she would want to switch him over to lithium, which is the most common bipolar medicine. I’ve never actually been on lithium, and while I’ve heard it can be really effective, it definitely has a bad reputation — some people say it makes them feel like a “zombie.” Fatigue/dizziness/drowsiness are known potential side effects, especially when you’re adjusting to changed doses — and anyone who’s ever been on a psych med knows that it takes a while to get the dose right. I’m guessing (justified) control freak Andrew Minyard would not be down to risk feeling like a zombie.
(Sidenote: people with bipolar II also get put on lamotrigine, which specifically manages low moods, but from what I can tell it wouldn’t have been common in the mid-2000s. it was only approved for bipolar treatment in 2003.)
Maybe Bee made him a deal: He can stay on the antidepressant, which is not working but is also not the most dangerous thing, as long as he fully commits to their talk therapy sessions so that he can learn how to cope with his symptoms. This is similar to the deal Wymack struck with Andrew. He tends to trust the small handful of people who have given him agency.
Alright, that’s the theory! Andrew has bipolar disorder. He’s not on the right meds. The courts are not doing silly illegal things (well, not in this case anyway), and the jocks of PSU are the real stereotypes here.
Because at the end of the day, this is a tale as old as time: People with mental illness are easily made out to be the villain.
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