#aftg wip wednesday

[halfpintpeach]

P.P.P.S.

Should any of my messages find you I pray it be this one for I wish for you to write that which most pleases you dear Pint. For I will love it.

With the utmost sincerity, - @jtl-fics

Prof Neil Prequel || WIP Wednesday 10/4/23 (closed)

Special little thing for you my sweet since you helped reignite the flame that is Professor Neil :))

September 16, 2008 (Tuesday)

Tuesday was probably Neil’s favorite day of the week. He only had two classes in the morning and both were lectures that he didn’t mind sitting in. After his lectures he always went to the small coffee shop that didn’t even serve good coffee, but it was cheap and it was routine. Routines helped and kept him focused. Besides, the coffee shop was the only one that hadn’t tried to demand proof of papers for his service dog. One would think that the prostetic leg would be proof enough but Neil clearly over estimated the mental capacity of most people. 

Armed with subpar coffee and a warm bagel, Neil made his way to the library. The main floor was a communal hub, no volume limits and plenty of chairs and couches for people to sit on. Tucked on the left side was an open room full of tables, the tutoring center. The woman behind the desk smiled as Neil walked up and wrote down his arrival in a notebook. Neil enjoyed tutoring oddly enough, he didn’t like the people persay, but he enjoyed the subjects and the feeling of someone understanding a difficult concept was hard to beat. 

[thornilee013]

Also Etienne because I wanna know more about Andrew's Emotional Support dog's friend.

prev | Etienne | WW 31.7.2024

One minute, Jean had been given at least a dozen plush toys for Etienne to play with, and the next he'd watched her place them all along the edges of her bed and lay on top of them. He wasn't sure what to make of the situation, other than that she seemed to enjoy the toys. She simply didn't enjoy them like a typical dog would. 

It all started when he got a stuffed elephant from Camille and Amélie. Etienne had carried it everywhere with her for a month, including on walks, and was sure to show it off to everyone who went by.

“Where’s Albert?” Jean asked her, and without fail, Etienne dropped Albert the stuffed Elephant into his open palm. Time, and dog slobber, had not been kind to the poor elephant, and many parts of his motley body were the result of patchwork Jean had done to keep the elephant whole. 

MASTERPOST

BONUS: I commissioned @emry-stars-art for a glimpse into Jean's life with Etienne!

(THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN, @emry-stars-art !!!!!!!!)

[bisexualchaosdemon]

At little "fixed it" for wip wednesday

[danka-in-art]

wip wednesday yipee

[jtl-fics]

Can I get some TBD please

10/9/24 WIP Wednesday (Closed) | TBD AU

Aaron grabs him by the shoulders and Andrew hates that his expression likely mirrors his brothers in this moment.

Desperation paints Aaron’s face.

“Yes you are! You were! You were happy - before!” Aaron insists, “You are meant to be happy because you were! You were so fucking happy before the accident Andrew. I didn’t understand it back then, I didn’t realize it but you were and I swear to God if you don’t give up you can be happy again.” his hands shake as they squeeze Andrew’s shoulders and there are tears falling from his brother’s face.

It always feels like the closest Andrew will ever get to being able to cry himself and the sight of Aaron crying always brings Andrew back from whatever ledge he had found himself staring down from.

“Aaron-”

“Josten’s a fucking liar and he’s stupid as hell because he definitely fucking likes you. Did he say that he doesn’t fucking like you? Actually say it?!” Aaron demands.

Andrew pauses.

“I’m sorry Andrew, I can’t accept your feelings.” it still hurts to even think about it but…

“He didn’t say that.” Andrew looks at his brother.

“What did he say?” Aaron demands.

“He said: ‘I’m sorry Andrew, I can’t accept your feelings.’ not that he doesn’t like me but-”

“Fucking Neil. Fuck him for real. This is why I can’t stand that guy, he’s such a constant pain in my fucking ass. I swear to God!” Aaron bitches mightily. “That asshole likes you Andrew, he likes you so much that he’s absolutely fucking stupid about it.” Andrew blinks, thrown off by his brother as his tears dry up from the heat of his anger. “You are going to be happy.” 

Andrew, for the life of him, feels threatened.

(End of Chapter 2)

[unfortunately-not-a-chip]

A little treat for wip Wednesday, this is from the same draft as last time if you remember!

Jean’s phone rang and he instinctively hissed and declined the call.

“Not now you imbecile.” Jean typed out fiercely.

“Why not?”

I’m not ready, I don’t want to do this, I’m scared you will see the hurt on my face.

Jean didn’t say any of that though, instead he swallowed his pride and called him back.

“Oh! We’re doing this now, okay,” Jeremy hustled over to Jean sitting next to him on the bed. Jean tried not to think too hard about the way the mattress dipped.

Ring… Jean takes a deep breath

Ring… Jeremy shifts next to him, if Jean was thinking anything other than dread he would think he was worried.

Ring… Goddammit Kevin just called him why isn’t he answering

Rin- Click.

Jean fumbled to prop up the phone on his bedside table, angling it to include both him and Jeremy in the frame. The other end of the call loads and-

Oh no. fuck no. Sitting next to Kevin Day, with a little too wide of a grin on his face, sits Neil Josten. Not that Jean minds Neil as a whole, he feels indebted to the man for more reasons than he can name. But Neil and Jeremy in the same call? At the same time as himself and Kevin? Sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. Jean hopes the look on his face tells Neil to keep his mouth shut, and by the way his smile widens he can tell he got the message and is choosing to go against it.

[deadliestpieceontheboard]

inspired by tumblr user @dayurno 's raven jeremy scene titles here's a collection of some of my favorite chapter titles of the raven neil AU for today's wip Wednesday

[mostlyvoid-partiallyflowers]

Im curious about the andreil competency kink wip :)

I hope this satisfies your curiosity!

WIP Wednesday 1/15/25 | Andreil 5+1 Competency Kink

Matt hears Andrew and Neil quietly speaking back and forth in quiet Russian in the locker room before he goes to shower. Their tones are subtly heated, almost sounding like they’re fighting. Matt pushes the thought aside, no need to get involved when they clearly don’t want anyone overhearing them. In the shower, Matt turns up the water as hot as he can stand it. The spray of hot water slowly loosens his sore muscles, washing his aches down the drain with the soap. By the time he finishes, there’s only one shower stall still occupied. When Matt exits the locker room he finds an annoyed trio waiting in the lounge with Dan. 

“Neil and Andrew taking a long time?” he asks.

Kevin doesn’t respond, just sighs loudly and crosses his arms. Aaron barely acknowledges him from where he’s sat presumably texting Katelyn on his phone. 

“They always take so long after a hard practice,” Nicky complains. “You’d think Neil worked us enough to want to go home as soon as possible, but no. He and Andrew always take forever.”

Matt’s starting to put two and two together now. The pair taking so long after practice, all the Russian in the locker room, the single occupied shower. He gets it. They’re fucking. Goddamn it. Allison was right.

[silbermilch]

Andreil smooches for wip Wednesday

[stabbyfoxandrew]

💞 WIP Wednesday (2/12) 💞

Hello my dear ones. I hope y'all have a good day and also get some chocolates in the next couple days. ;3 I wish we had lil cardboard mailboxes on our desks rn...

1. Vampire Andrew AU 2. Guardian Angel Neil AU 3. Mafia Front Restaurant AU 4. Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU 5. Mer Roadtrip AU 6. Demon Neil AU

*click the links for masterposts for each au!

Here’s Angel Neil (Part 272):

Once class is over, Andrew shoves his notebook into his bag and falls in line behind everyone else filing out of the lecture hall. He grimaces as he approaches the exit and notices the rain coming down. A few of his classmates rush right out into it with binders over their heads. A couple have umbrellas. But most of them just waltz outside like it doesn't bother them in the slightest. Andrew usually chooses that option. He hangs back a bit, waiting for the crowd to dissipate before he gets caught in the throng.

Just when he's about to shove the door open, there's a clattering sound behind him. Andrew turns to find a bright orange umbrella on the ground behind him. It's covered in white paw prints and still has its price tag attached to the handle.

"Neil?" Andrew says softly, at the risk of looking like a nutcase to anyone who might be nearby. Neil doesn't appear, doesn't say anything, but where else could it have come from? Andrew picks up the umbrella and pops it open. "Thanks, angel. See you back at the Tower."

[problemduetest4life]

WIP WEDNESDAY!!!

The Golden Raven comes out in a month and I have ~3 WIPs that depend on the current canon. Ofc it would be no big deal to post them after TGR, but my #goal is to get them out before then! SO IM RECRUITING EVERYONE TO PLS HELP!

1. Kevjean Fic: Interview - The Remix! I've posted a segment here. Jean tries not to revert to his old self around Kevin when he visits for their joint interview while also fiercely protecting the life he's built for himself at USC. Putting Jean and Kevin in a jar and shaking it up, but adding Jeremy, Cat, and Laila too. Angsty, but a few shenanigans :)

2. Coach Rhemann Fic: (formerly known as Three) Coach Rhemann's POV as he struggles to help Jean and protect him from the new threats of the outside world. He tries to understand Jean by looking back at his own life and his history as a coach. Way back in July, I posted a segment, I can't believe I'm still working on it AHHH!!!

3. Jeremy Knox Backstory: In the same universe as All the cookie wrappers, and the empty cups of tea, this is Jeremy's POV of what went down his freshman year, as it happened. If you've read Chapter 8 of All the cookie wrappers, you know what it is, but this will be written so it can be read as a standalone as well! Basically, this is the big bad backstory of Jeremy Knox: it starts in at a banquet and ends in an ambulance.

My asks are open! If you want to send in the name of either of these fics I will respond with a segment of ~100 words :)

and if you are like "problem what about the other fics you're working on?" shhhhh don't worry about it ;)

[halfpintpeach]

could i get some tutor neil plsss🙏 Can’t wait to see andrew again and i love neil so much already!

Tutor Neil || WIP Wednesday 11/22/23

Neil flicked through the binder halfheartedly before handing it back. It was a welcomed surprise when a short man clad in all black walked in ahead of Matt. Matt waved with a large smile on his face, Neil easily returned the wave and smile before setting his attention on Andrew. Once again, the blond didn’t carry anything with him besides the scent of smoke. He wore no backpack and Neil doubted that he had a pencil in the pocket of his leather jacket.

(I need you to know that I saved your ask for the last one so you could get Andrew's appearance :) hehe)

[rabbitsbackliner]

Oh my god my first wip Wednesday? With actual progress?? Aka mostly just Kev’s one eyeball but still lmao

[thechaoscryptid]

It's been ages since I wrote anything just for me and it's my birthday in a week and a half so for WIP Wednesday pls have some of the SHAMELESSLY self-indulgent Andreil/Andrew Minyard study I've been working on this week as an excuse just to write pretty things. As a treat. A lil present. Just for funsies for once

Andrew Joseph Minyard makes it easy to forget he was not born with blood in his teeth and blades kissing his wrists. It is survival, plain and simple: excise what doesn't matter, and it's easier to wrap his jaws around the remains and gnaw until he hits marrow. His history remains hidden in his snarl and his tendons scream with the force of holding on. He is ten feet of rage hemmed in by five feet of skin, and he is bitter bile upon porcelain, and he is—he needs to be—the monster everyone knows and no one loves.

Restless energy scratches at his skull, each staticky frisson feeding off its predecessor until the world is cotton and his breath is a fluttering mess nestled against a dead heart. His knives weigh heavy against his forearms, but he doesn't reach for them. He tangles his fingers between his knees as he glares down at the parking lot; in his haste to flee another "I'm fine" that's starting to sound a lot like "Help," he—so stupidly—hadn't stopped to consider how nothing feels like the worst thing of all as it tries to slip through his hands.

Neil Josten, who exists as a bandage-swaddled lie, has not yet learned that "I hate you" is acquiescence: belly-up vulnerability delivered straight into uncomprehending palms. Neil doesn't understand because they are not the same—Andrew does not allow his desperation to seep out of every pore. He is not a blue-eyed fool. Moreover, Neil would not know vulnerable even if Andrew beat the idea into him.

He cannot—will never—explain the significance to Neil, and so he says I hate you, because he refuses to allow Neil a foothold.

I hate you, he says, because it is easier to keep people alive when they don't matter.

I hate you, he says, because he has never quite known how to like without loathing.

I hate you, he says, because lying is easier than admitting he might—at some nebulous future point he feels coming like a freight train—want to allow Neil to see the craven creature he keeps locked deep behind his ribs.

Because though Andrew will not—

(Andrew does not allow himself to name it, because want is a prelude to please, and if he never pleads again it will be far too soon.)

—Neil, he still has to grapple with the fact that something stronger than apathy rears its ugly head when he sees Neil struggling to maintain his facade.

[jtl-fics]

TBD please 🙏 😢 😭

11/6/24 WIP Wednesday (CLOSED) | TBD AU

“We have to get you fully checked out Andrew. I can’t…” Neil’s voice is tight and scared and Andrew hates that it is his fault that it sounds like that. He doesn’t regret signing himself out in the slightest, not when this was the result, but he’ll accept that he needs to go back.

“Come with me,” Andrew’s hand finds Neil’s again, “Stay.”

Neil blinks and there’s a warm smile on his face again even if the concern and fear isn’t all gone, “I’ll stay.”

Andrew leans in for another kiss.

“Again, I am telling you this as a DOCTOR not as your brother! You cannot have sex with Josten until you are medically cleared! Andrew! Do not do it!” Aaron’s voice cuts through the moment again.

Andrew wants to kill his brother.

[unfortunately-not-a-chip]

WIP WEDNESDAY WOOP WOOP have some of my KevJean Sickfic

“I don’t think I can live without you,” Jean said in a whisper. Kevin made the same expression as earlier, brows pinched upwards. 

“Don’t say that,” He said, voice laced with desperation he had only heard on that fateful night, when he had begged Jean to distract the ravens so he could escape, so he could leave but he had come back for him in a way, taken him in, was helping him heal. 

Dream Jean spoke again, the words leaving his mouth against all volition. “Does it bother you that I need you?” He asked, not harshly. Kevin reached his hand out, the uninjured one this time and placed it on Jean’s chest, over his beating heart. 

“It bothers me that your life is worth so little” 

Oh but is it little? Jean wondered to himself. To live for someone. 

“It’s not little.” He said, “You’re everything mon coeur,”