#andreil fanfic

[samoony]

neil randomly saying he never had a plush animal to the foxes and the next day he gets to the dorm from his morning run and his bed being full of plushies, ( andrew hates them because neil sleeps hugging them but secretly he will be stealing some of them ) and in the first day neil already had a name for each of them.

[little2nerdy]

i read this fic by @bisexualchaosdemon where neil has a kid (it’s so good and i love it so i’m taking some inspo from it, pls go read it) and i have this scene in my head

Once Andrew and Neil go pro there’s gotta be a point before they’re on the same team where they play games against each other. At one of these games Neil’s kid who usually sits behind the team bench is nowhere to be found which is odd. But when they do spot her she is sitting behind the rival teams bench (Andrew’s team) wearing a smaller version of his goalie jersey and everyone on Neil’s team is hella confused cause why is his kid sitting in the family section for this other team?? Why is she wearing the other teams jersey?? When Andrew’s team (inevitably) wins she runs out to him and they have a small conversation before Andrew pics her up and puts her on his shoulders and walks over to Neil. Neil is smiling like his team has never seen before.

Everyone on Neil’s team just assumed he was married to like his high school sweetheart and that’s how he has a kid when he’s so young, so they’re hella confused when Neil’s kid is calling Andrew papa until they see the black silicone band on Andrew’s finger that matches Neil’s (they’re still confused)

[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?)

[medeaaasworld]

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

[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...

[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!

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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!

[samoony]

NEW YEAR'S DAY

(andreil au)

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As the clock struck midnight, the Foxes’ cheers filled the air, their voices jubilant in unison. They were gathered on the rooftop of the team’s shared building, the sky above them wide and open, no ceiling in sight. The cool night air brushed against their skin, the lights of the city twinkling below them like stars. But it was the sky above that drew their attention, a canvas waiting to be painted with the colors of celebration.

Neil sat beside Andrew, feeling the warmth of his boyfriend's presence even in the chill of the night. Andrew pulled Neil closer, his hand resting lightly against the back of Neil’s neck. The soft glow of the city reflected in Andrew’s eyes as he tilted his head, his lips brushing against Neil’s forehead in a gentle kiss. The tenderness of it made Neil’s chest tighten, and for a moment, everything around them seemed to fade into the background.

The countdown began, their voices joining the others as the seconds ticked down.

"Ten... Nine... Eight..."

Neil’s heart beat a little faster, the anticipation building not just for the fireworks, but for the moment they were sharing, together. Andrew’s eyes never left his, and for the first time, Neil felt an overwhelming sense of peace.

"Three... Two... One..."

“Happy New Year” Andrew whispered, his voice warm against Neil's skin.

Neil smiled, his voice barely above a whisper. “Happy New Year.”

At the stroke of midnight, the sky erupted with color. Fireworks exploded above them in brilliant hues of red, gold, and blue, painting the night with their light. The Foxes cheered, their voices rising in celebration, but Neil’s attention was solely on Andrew.

Andrew’s gaze softened as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against Neil’s face. Time seemed to slow down, the sounds of the world around them muffled by the rush of blood in Neil’s ears. Andrew’s lips hovered over Neil’s for a moment, searching his face for something—permission, maybe, or just a reassurance that this was right.

Then, without a word, Andrew kissed him. The kiss was slow at first, tentative, as if testing the waters. Neil’s lips parted slightly in response, and the kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more consuming. Andrew’s hand slid from the back of Neil’s neck to cradle his jaw, his thumb brushing over Neil’s skin with a tenderness that made Neil’s heart swell. He could feel the beat of Andrew’s heart against his chest, the warmth of his body seeping into his own.

For Neil, the kiss was more than just a gesture; it was a promise. A promise that, no matter what the future held, this will always be his home, this is real, and he would stay. The fireworks exploded above them, but in that moment, everything felt still—just the two of them, their lips moving in sync, the world outside their little bubble fading away.

When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads rested against each other, both of them breathing a little faster. Their eyes met, Andrew's looking at him with intensity. His thumb brushing gently across Neil’s scarred cheek.

“ i hate you, junkie” Andrew murmured, his voice barely audible over the distant sounds of celebration.

Neil closed his eyes, a soft smirk tugging at his lips. “I love you too.”

The fireworks continued to light up the sky, but Neil didn’t need them. Not when he had this. not when he had Andrew, as bright and as beautiful as any explosion in the sky.

-THE END-

(happy new year)

[little2nerdy]

i need some andreil fic recs of them being pro players, im a sucker for them being happy or angsty or a combo, i just want my boys to live the life they fought for. pls drop your recs 🙏

[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."

[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.

[medeaaasworld]

This is giving kandreil or am I delusional

[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