#andreil vibes

[neil-jostenminyard]

okay i DO think “Need” (one of t swift’s unreleased tracks from Lover) is very much an andreil song

Want is the cigarette smoke on a jacket

You wore to the wrong part of town

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Danger is a thousand prickles on my neck

That tell me to run or to freeze

//

Oh, it's a need, it's a need

I would go anywhere that you lead

…

I won't leave, it's a need

[namelessroyalraven]

Ending 2023 with a wip illustration

[mostlymaudlin]

good morning 🌅

(v much inspired by this art by @faerieleavesandsticks !)

[sunriseabram]

RT for bigger sample size!

[inadvisablebutinevitable]

fuck it. Everyone rant in the tags about a song you think relates to aftg for literally any reason

[crazy-fangirl2524]

Andrew X Neil: understanding and trust, cigarettes, fast and expensive cars, midnights and long drives and lazy mornings, cats, lingering stares, tousled hair, soft touches, neck kisses, keys, intertwined fingers, sharing blankets, feeling like coming home after a long day

Kevin X Andrew: desperation and determination, long and comfortable silences, harsh words, tentative touches, driving each other mad, varsity jackets, longing, push and pull and giving in, biting kisses, linked pinkies, fierce hugs, a silver lining in the dark

Neil X Kevin: obsession and devotion, bantering, pushing each other to do their best, ferocious grins, bruises, running, lazy cuddles, clasped hands, falling asleep on each other shoulders, familiar kisses, knowing that someone will always be there for you no matter what

[no--mourners--no--funerals]

“When he comes off these drugs and has nothing else to hold him up I will give him something to build his life around.”

and he did. kevin kept his promise by finding neil and bringing him to the foxhole court. and andrew from then on had a purpose. and a solid foundation to build his life with. and i think about that every time i read this.

initially assumed that andrew and kevin were attached emotionally, but it’s through andrew’s sacred life-guiding moral, the permanence of a promise, that andrew decided to follow kevin.

and beautifully, a stroke of pure luck, or maybe fate, kevin found the perfect thing to give andrew’s life meaning: neil

[jtl-fics]

FOR WIP WED CAN YOU PRETTY PLEASE DO MATH NERD OF NEIL JUST BEING SO NORMAL AND ANDREW JUST DYING CAUSE HE HAS A CRUAH ON THIS NORMAL ASS DUDE

WIP Wednesday (7/19/23) - Closed | Math Nerd AU

Aaron had come to know bits and pieces of who his brother is. He knew not to touch Andrew without asking, he knew that his brother didn't give a shit about Exy, he even knew bits and pieces about the friend that Andrew had been looking for.

The thing he most knew about his brother was that he did not let sweets go to waste. He didn't let ice cream melt and he didn't let hot cocoa get cold.

So when he came to the cafeteria and found Andrew sat across from Neil that wasn't unusual. What was unusual was that Andrew's bowl of ice cream had melted and he was staring straight at Neil who had his tongue sticking out as he was cutting away something with scissors.

"What's wrong. Your ice cream is melting?" Aaron asks in German wondering what in the world is going on.

"He's cutting coupons." Andrew says as if that explained it.

"Okay? And...?" Aaron tries to prompt.

"He gave me his membership card for the chain supermarket. He gets fuel points." Andrew continues.

Aaron continued to fail to see what the issue was but Andrew had a white knuckle grip on his spoon as if he was mere moments from lunging over the table and stabbing the freshman.

[jordanshenessy]

Even more tattoo artist!neil AU✨ these aren’t really parts but here’s part 1 and part 2

I’m so serious rn I need someone to write it for me I’ll pay you in kisses and drawings slskfkjfkd

[sadboyjacinter]

jean moreau bisexual disaster who cant help falling in love w boys w beautiful eyes, but also u cant tell me jean moreau wouldnt love himself a fat girl

[novaauster]

girl help i have written 26 pages of my aftg bjj au in the span of three days

[allansbrainrot]

Andrew and Neil should've been t4t btw.

[mostlymaudlin]

picking fights

andreil, rated t, <500 words / series: flashes of intimacy

There can be something so pleasant about being unpleasant. Andrew started the day by making Nicky’s face flash with hurt. He repeatedly stepped on the heels of a guy twice his height in the coffee line, and flashed middle fingers as he walked out of his least favorite class.

Bee fills their session talking to Aaron, denying Andrew the opportunity to rile up his brother until they’re driving back to practice. Renee proposes a late night sparring session, then shrugs off Andrew’s silence. He doesn’t want to play pretend, and she doesn’t pick fights she knows she won’t win.

Then there’s Neil. A uniquely irritating figure. Andrew hasn't had to deal with him since morning practice, but Neil hits him with a concerned stare as soon as he steps onto the court. Andrew repays it by sending all Neil’s shots on goal back at his ankles, waiting for that temper to flare.

Andrew’s pulse jumps when Neil finally drops his racquet and stomps toward him. The buzzer goes off as he slams a hand against the wall next to Andrew’s head and grabs at the grating of Andrew’s mask.

“What’s your problem?” Neil asks. It’s not even a hiss — not even a growl.

“Seems like you have the problem,” Andrew says, matching Neil’s calm tone.

“No,” Neil says. “You woke up mad. Fine. Pit yourself against everyone else, but not me. I’m always on your team.”

The words douse the fire in Andrew’s chest, leaving him full of ash, full of dust, full of nothing. Stupid Neil. Andrew should have known better. But he’s forever picking fights he can’t win.

He fists the collar of Neil’s scrimmage pinny, tugging. Neil holds his ground, holds Andrew’s gaze.

“This thing says otherwise,” Andrew says, but Neil only rolls his eyes at the attempted diversion. Apparently satisfied, he lets go of Andrew’s helmet and steps back.

Andrew sits out the rest of practice in retaliation. Later, he brakes at the curb of Fox Tower and waits for everyone to get lost. Neil stays in the passenger seat, watching as the others walk into the building. When they’re out of sight, Neil slumps in his seat and yawns.

Andrew hates him. His eyes nearly water as he swallows a yawn of his own.

He slams the car into park and leaves it running. Neil stares as Andrew rounds the car and yanks open the passenger door, his face a dare.

“Move over,” Andrew says.

Neil blinks in surprise, then climbs into the driver’s seat. “Where to?”

Andrew doesn’t respond. It’s December, but he rolls the window down when Neil merges onto the highway. He sticks his hand out, holding his palm steady against the force of the freezing air.

It’s another fight he can’t win. The wind stops biting when his skin goes numb, but eventually his muscles tire. Andrew rolls up the window, and savors the pins and needles as his fingers come back to life in Neil’s warm palm.

this series is on ao3!

[aftg-alignments]

couples have to match their energy y’know

[stabbyfoxandrew]

ARSONIST/FIREFIGHTER AU - @jtl-fics

Gimme gimme gimme gimme

WIP Wednesday (8/23) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU

As usual, Andrew is the first one suited up and ready to go. This is mostly because he lounges in his turnout pants and boots most of the time. It saves him a couple minutes. He hauls himself up onto the truck and watches as the rest of his team rushes up and on. Renee drops onto the seat next to Andrew, then Captain Wilds takes her spot in the passenger seat. Finally, Boyd hops up into the cab and as soon as he’s slammed the door shut, they’re off.

It doesn’t take long to get to the fire. It’s an old restaurant that’s been closed for longer than Andrew has been alive. They pile out and start yanking the hoses down.

“We’ll start here at the front. Andrew, can you start at the back?” Wilds asks.

“Yeah.” Andrew drags one of the hoses down and starts down the alley to the back of the building, which is engulfed in orange. Andrew isn’t expecting to see anyone. Especially someone who’s not in a firefighter’s uniform. But there’s a man in a hoodie and a pair of jeans leaning up against the fence with his arms crossed in front of his chest, watching the flames. 

“What the fuck are you doing back here?” Andrew asks. The man jolts and looks at Andrew with huge blue eyes. He opens his mouth, then closes it.

"I. Um..."

"There's a fire going on. Why are you back here? It's not safe." Andrew says, looking over his shoulder. {click here to see gorgeous fanart by @tisaqslur!}

"Oh. You're right. Thanks, Mr. Firefighter." The auburn haired man says, hitting Andrew with a dazzling smile. Andrew is so caught off guard by it, he nearly loses his grip on the water hose. The man laughs at his apparent clumsiness and waves, then he vaults over the tall fence and disappears.

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[andrew-dramaqueen-minyard]

Much to Andrews dislike because he would very much like to just buy everything new, Neil continues to hate spending money, especially large amounts on things he doesn’t really see as important

So the decor to their house is almost entirely thrifted or found on the side of the road. The day they found an orange couch in perfect condition with a ‘free’ sign, Neil was almost vibrating with excitement.