#andreil fanfic

[inlovewithkevinday]

I literally forget that Andrew and Aaron are canonically indistinguishably identical and people can only tell them apart by Andrews armbands because they also DRESS the same. In my mind for some reason they look completely different.

[ilvronanparrish]

I JUST FINISHED TSC!!!!

JEREJEAN ARMY FOLLOW ME.

(tsc spoilers?)

[fortheloveofexy]

Andrew isn’t stupid. He knows Neil is touch starved. He’s noticed the way Neil melts under him when they kiss, the way he stills and shivers at Andrew’s fingers sliding under his shirt. He’s noticed the uncertain hunger in Neil’s gaze when Andrew pulls away after getting both of them off. Like he wants something more, but he doesn’t quite know how to ask for it. And that’s the problem, isn’t it? Neil doesn’t ask for it. Or at least, he doesn’t ask Andrew.

Read on AO3

[atthemomentimintothis]

omfg andreil entered the Ao3 top 100 ships of all time list and it re-entered the yearly top 100 list

list creator: centreoftheselights

link to list

[starregulus]

currently in desperate need of completed time travel fix it fics where both Andrew and Neil go back to first year and fix everything so no one has trauma and they be the murder husbands that we know and love and the foxes are very confused as to how tf andrew and neil know each other and whether they're dating or not

i might just have to write it myself...

[s-hanna-h]

My finished Andreil piece 🧡 I changed a few things and I like it more now. Chubby Andrew is my truth.

[medeaaasworld]

POV: you stumble upon a strangely intense dialog between Neil and Aaron, but then notice this tag and everything starts to make sense

[parasocialqueen]

sometimes i randomly remember that Andrew has a bee tattooed behind his ear in the red rabbits fic and I cease to exist. god that fic is my Roman Empire me thinks

[halfpintpeach]

Y’ALL LOOK AT THEMMMMM

I got a commission from @emry-stars-art of my Professor Neil AU!

LOOK AT THEMMMMM

Based on my professor Neil Au where Neil is a college professor and a below the knee amputee with a mobility support dog named Duke :)

You can read it here: Professor Neil!

[reincarnatedintospace]

some quotes I pulled from my Andreil reincarnation fic. it's a wip (fyi dark and stormy is Kevin)

[gifts-of-isis]

All for the game tumblr lend me your strength

I've been looking for these two Andreil fanfics for over a year please, I can't go on like this

So starting with the one I remember more about:

-It was one of those 5+1 things fics but it might have been like 4+1 or 6+1 instead but it was like "n times that Neil tells someone he and Andrew aren't in an official relationship and 1 time that Andrew tells him they are" or something

-I can't remember each of the individual people Neil tells but I know the last one before Andrew confronts him the two of them are on a DATE at a nice restaurant and the waitress tells them they're a cute couple or something and Neil (stupid and in need of things spelled out for him) say that they're not dating right in front of Andrew

-Andrew doesn't react to it but once they get back to the dorms he talks to Renee about it and  I don't really remeber what she said but I know she motivated him into talking to Neil

-I'm pretty sure she says something about Neil being a good guy and wanting to respect his boundaries so he wouldn't want to assume Andrew was his boyfriend without being told and also wouldn't ask Andrew out in fear of pressuring him into a relationship so therefore andrew needs to be direct with him??? maybe

-either way he takes her advice and him and Neil talked, it was very sweet, the end

-I can't remember if it was a oneshot or if there was a chapter for each "thing," but it was definitely complete

Ok, now for the one I remember absolutely nothing about:

-Post-canon, Andreil road trip. Idk how many chapters, completion status, important tags, NOTHING. It's just Neil, Andrew, the Maz, and the open road

-They stop at a motel and I feel like they make sure that there are two beds but maybe that's from a different fic

-they attempt to have penetrative sex but afterwards Andrew is feeling some kind of way and locks himself in the bathroom for a while to try to figure out what he's feeling

-eventually Neil goes up to the bathroom and they have a talk through the door, Andrew still doesn't know what he's feeling but he's steadier and him and Neil sleep in the same bed before they wake up and hit the road again

-I think there were a few more chapters after that but I closed the tab before I read them and forgot about the fic for a while T-T

Please reply to this if you think you know either of these

[ilvronanparrish]

Calling all the aftg fandom. 🦊☀️🗣

SOOO, in TSC it's confirmed that Jean is 19, but im confused, how old is Jeremy then? I used to think he was the same age as Kevin, between 21-22 or just on his 20s.

[fortheloveofexy]

Collab with sundowne on AO3 for her amazing andreil fic, “Firelight”, as part of a birthday gift for @butallmystars. I had so much fun working on this - happy (belated) birthday, Eve!

You can read “Firelight” here

[jeaanmoreau]

vampire!andreil drabble: tell me what i look like

arti attempts to write aftg fanfiction part 3. this time courtesy of this post which was the cutest thing i've seen this week and immediately made me think of andreil 📚 read on ao3

"Well, your eyes are blue, but clearly you knew that since you went through all the trouble of wearing brown contacts for a while there."

Neil merely stared back at Andrew unapologetically, ankle tucked under himself on the couch they shared, curiosity having got the better of them not for the first time. Because it had bothered Andrew that Neil didn't know what he looked like; apparently to the point where he'd decided to sub in for the mirrors he couldn't look into.

So now here they were, cards on the table and trying to put words to the faces they saw in front of them. Neil did not think himself a wordsmith, and Andrew was not a poet, but maybe it would be enough.

"But maybe you don't know exactly how blue," Andrew continued, and he leaned in closer with that gaze that rooted Neil to the spot. "They're like a lake when it's been frozen over in mid-winter. Or the colour of moonlight through mist at night." He paused, considering. "Piercing."

Piercing. Neil did not think of himself as piercing. He didn't like being looked at, regularly, but something about the way Andrew did it made it feel right. Serene and grounding. He could not stop thinking about what words he would use to describe Andrew's eyes. They kept rattling around in his brain: golden. earthy. amber. copper. honey. sun-kissed.

Renee had lent them art supplies, much to Andrew's chagrin, and they rested on the coffee table next to them. Neil reached for the watercolours and started mixing them around. Yellow, brown, green, a touch of black, white. When he was satisfied enough with a colour, he painted two splotches onto a blank sheet of paper, then turned it around so Andrew could see. "Yours."

Andrew's eyebrows flicked up somewhat as he turned his gaze to it. "My eyes?" he asked, deadpan, looking back at Neil, who nodded. "Draw the rest of me, then."

It wasn't really a question.

So they grabbed more colours, more pens, started sketching on their own canvases in silence, knees touching between them in wordless companionship until Andrew sat up and wiped some watercolour from the back of his hand.

Neil was covered in orange. When he finished, he turned his paper over so Andrew could see and took Andrew's drawing for himself.

It was a surprisingly skilled portrait and there were more details to his face than he'd thought. Freckles. A slight edge to his nose. Andrew had drawn and redrawn the exact angle of his jaw a few times, and he noted that, too. His hair he frequently saw bits of when it grew over his eyes, but to see it on a person, with eyes that were the frostiest blue, exactly like he'd been describing earlier, was another thing altogether. Neil didn't know what to do with the fact he was seeing himself through Andrew's eyes for the first time.

"You drew me in full gear," Andrew said as Neil looked up. "You've drawn the stitching around my racket but forgot to give me eyebrows."

Neil frowned as he peered over at the offending drawing. "Obviously you have eyebrows," he stated in defense. His wasn't a good drawing. It kind of looked like a ten year old had done it, and Andrew looked more like a school arts & crafts project than a human next to what he acknowledged was an immacculate representation of his Exy racket. Eventually, he drew a breath and let it out through his nose in frustration. "I'm not good at this."

"No," Andrew agreed, and Neil thought he heard a mixture of fondness and amusement in his tone as he set the drawing aside and leaned back into his space, reaching over for the watercolor-stained skin of his icy wrists. "Good thing I have an identical twin brother and I've always known exactly what I look like."

[fairylwt]

andreil fic where nicky asks if andrew loves neil https://archiveofourown.org/works/58588057

[tardisscreechsound]

Okay so this has very probably already been done before, but the thought stuck with me so I had to share it with y'all:

Andreil Soulmate au - you only see colors after you’ve looked into your soulmates eyes for the first time

The burst of colors is the real reason why Neil feels like he can't breathe after he looks up to see who slammed the racquet in his chest. He’s used to pain, but - colors? There’s no reaction from Andrew, but Neil is too stunned to really care. There's colors now. Colors. The onslaught of bright orange at the Foxes court beats the rest. Neil loves it. But Andrew doesn't say anything. Ever. So of course Neil assumes it's one sided. Of course he thinks he doesn't get more and of course he accepts it. But it's Andrew. It's only ever Andrew for him. Later Neil will go to the Nest and it’s almost like it’s the distance from Andrew that drains the colors from that place. Everything just seems so much more alive when Neil is back.

For Andrew there is no burst of color when he sees Neil. Only some time later, when he gets off his meds the next time, there’s something. It's not a burst. It's just a slow leak.. some colors here, some colors there. Mostly gone again when he takes his meds. Naturally, Andrew assumes it's a fuck up. A glitch. A mistake. Naturally, Andrew assumes he doesn't actually deserve a soulmate. He's Andrew Minyard of course. So he ignores the colors. Monsters don’t get soulmates.

But eventually - eventually he starts putting it together. He's sober. The colors stay and so does Neil. And why else would he be able to see colors, if not to see the vibrant red of Neil's hair, the bright blue of Neil's eyes. Andrew knows.

They never talk about it, but one day Andrew comments on a color and Neil is absolutely fucking shocked.  There’s a silent hiss of ‘idiot’, a hushed ‘yes or no?’ and the rest is history.