#brother kevin day

[samoony]

"HOME"

-adopted neil josten au-

Wymack and Abby stood in the adoption agency office, holding hands as they waited. The door opened, and the social worker stepped in with Neil. He was small for his age, with wide, mistrustful eyes and a backpack slung over one thin shoulder. His clothes were too big, his hair was messy, and his face carried a wariness that no child should have. Even though they have already been informed by neil's past family, they couldn't believe about all that this kid had been through.

“This is Neil” the social worker said softly.

“Hi, Neil” Abby greeted warmly, her voice gentle as honey. She crouched to his level, smiling. “I’m Abby, and this is my husband, Wymack. We’re so excited to meet you.”

Neil didn’t say anything. He gripped the strap of his backpack tightly and stared at the floor.

Wymack cleared his throat. “Hey, kid. We’ve got a house, a big backyard, and plenty of space for you to settle in. Kevin, our son, is already excited to meet you.”

Neil still didn’t respond, but he gave the tiniest of nods. It was enough for Wymack and Abby to exchange a look-hopeful and determined.

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When they arrived home, Kevin practically bounced out the front door to greet them. He was holding a exy stick and grinning ear to ear.

“Hi, Neil! I’m Kevin! I’m your brother now. Do you like exy? I can teach you if you want. Let's go play!

Neil looked overwhelmed. He clutched his backpack tighter and stepped back.

“Kevin” Wymack warned, firm.

“Sorry” Kevin said, deflating a little. “But I am really happy you’re here.”

Abby placed a hand on Neil’s shoulder, guiding him inside. “Let’s show you your room, sweetheart.”

Neil’s room was simple but cozy—a soft bed, shelves for books and toys, and a desk by the window. Neil walked in hesitantly, his eyes scanning the room as if expecting something bad to happen.

“It’s all yours,” Abby said. “You can decorate it however you like.”

Neil didn’t say anything, but he sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing the soft blanket. Abby and Wymack gave him space.

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The first few days were tough. Neil was quiet, withdrawn, and avoided physical contact. He ate little at meals, flinching if someone accidentally dropped a plate, raised their voice, or hand by mistake.

Kevin tried his best to include Neil, showing him his exy stick and talking about school. Neil would listen quietly but never joined in.

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One evening, while Abby ironed clothes, Neil’s past caught up with him.

Abby stood in the laundry room, smoothing wrinkles out of a shirt with a hot iron. Neil, sitting on the couch nearby, suddenly froze when he saw the iron in her hand. His chest tightened, his breathing quickened, and he bolted without a word.

“Neil?” Abby called, alarmed. She set the iron down and followed him.

Wymack, hearing the commotion, joined her. They found the bathroom door shut, but there was no sound inside.

“Neil?” Wymack knocked softly. No answer.

They exchanged a worried glance before Wymack gently opened the door. The sight made Abby’s heart break. Neil was curled up inside the cabinet under the sink, his arms wrapped tightly around his knees, tears streaming silently down his face.

Wymack crouched down, keeping his voice soft and steady. “Hey kid It’s okay. You’re safe here. No one’s going to hurt you.”

Neil didn’t move, but his sobs quieted. Abby knelt beside Wymack, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

“It’s just us, sweetheart,” Abby said gently. “You don’t have to be scared. We’re here for you.”

Neil hesitated before slowly crawling out. Abby wrapped her arms around him carefully, and Wymack placed a reassuring hand on his back.

Kevin peeked in, looking confused and worried. “Neil? Are you okay?”

Neil didn’t respond, but he let Abby hold him. For a moment, the family just stayed there, offering quiet comfort.

Later that night, Wymack and Abby sat together, their hearts heavy.

“We knew it would be hard,” Abby said softly, “but seeing him like that… it’s so much worse than I imagined.”

Wymack nodded, his jaw tight. “We’ll get through to him. We have to.”

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Days turned into weeks, and Neil slowly began to settle in. He still avoided touch and rarely spoke, but he started to join Kevin during his exy drills, even if just to watch. Kevin, ever patient, didn’t push him, instead letting Neil come to him on his own terms.

Small breakthroughs happened - a quiet thank you, a hesitant smile, sitting closer during family movie nights. But there were still moments when Neil’s past would resurface, like when someone raised their voice too quickly or moved their hand too fast.

Each time, Abby and Wymack handled it with care, reassuring Neil that he was safe and loved.

It had been a month since Neil came to live with them, and Wymack and Abby had started noticing small changes. Neil still spoke very little, but he no longer flinched every time someone entered the room. He’d even started sitting next to Kevin during family movie nights, though he kept a cautious distance.

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One Saturday afternoon, Abby suggested something new.

“How about we go to the toy store today?” she said, her voice bright and warm as they all sat around the breakfast table.

Neil paused mid-bite of his toast, his wide eyes darting to her, unsure if she was serious.

“You can pick out anything you want,” Wymack added. “A game, a toy, whatever catches your eye.”

Kevin, ever the excitable big brother, chimed in. “You should totally get something cool! Like an action figure or a Nerf gun. I can help you pick!”

Neil hesitated, looking down at his plate. “I don’t need anything” he said softly, his voice barely audible.

Abby leaned forward, her hand resting lightly on his. “It’s not about needing, sweetheart. It’s about what *you* want. You deserve something special, and we want to give it to you.”

At the toy store, Neil stayed close to Abby, his small hand clutching hers as they walked through the aisles. The colorful displays seemed to overwhelm him, and he shrank back slightly, his eyes flitting from one shelf to the next.

Kevin bounded ahead, holding up various toys. “What about this? Or this? Look, Neil, this one talks when you press a button!”

Neil didn’t respond, his gaze lingering on a shelf filled with stuffed animals. Slowly, he let go of Abby’s hand and approached.

Wymack and Abby exchanged a glance, their hearts warming as they watched Neil study the plush toys.

Then, Neil stopped in front of a small orange fox with soft, fluffy fur and big, shiny eyes, kind of reminding them of neil. He reached out hesitantly, as if afraid someone would tell him no.

“Do you like that one?” Abby asked gently, stepping beside him.

Neil nodded, clutching the fox to his chest. “Can I… have this one?”

It was the first time Neil had ever asked for anything, and Abby felt her throat tighten with emotion.

“Of course you can,” she said, her voice soft but full of love.

Wymack ruffled Neil’s hair, his usual gruffness replaced with a rare smile. “Good choice, kid. That fox looks like it’ll be a great friend.”

Kevin grinned. “You gotta name it! What are you gonna call him?”

Neil looked down at the plush fox in his arms, thinking for a moment before whispering, “king fluffkins"

“king fluffkins it is,” Kevin said through laughter and enthusiasm.

That night, Neil went to bed, clutching king fluffkins tightly. Abby peeked into his room before she turned in for the night and saw him fast asleep, the fox tucked securely in his arms.

She quietly closed the door and joined Wymack in the living room.

“He asked for something,” Abby said, her eyes shining with happy tears.

Wymack nodded, his voice gruff but full of pride. “Yeah. He’s starting to trust us.”

And from that night on, king fluffkins, the fox became Neil’s constant companion, a small but powerful symbol of the love and safety he was beginning to feel.

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One sunny afternoon, Kevin suggested a pool day. Wymack agreed, thinking it would be good for Neil to relax.

Abby packed snacks and towels while Wymack set up inflatables. Neil stood by the pool’s edge, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

“You don’t have to swim if you don’t want to,” Abby said gently.

Neil hesitated before slowly pulling off his shirt.

The sight made Abby gasp softly. Neil’s back and shoulders were littered with scars—faint lines and faded bruises, already healing but it showed the force of the cause behind them, and a large burn on his shoulder shaped unmistakably like the flat end of an iron.

Abby turned away, tears streaming down her face. Wymack quickly followed her, his hand on her shoulder.

Meanwhile, Kevin approached Neil, his face full of concern. “Does it hurt?”

“No” Neil mumbled, looking down.

Kevin hesitated before saying, “I’m glad you’re here, Neil. And I promise, no one will ever hurt you again.”

Abby returned, wiping her tears, and smiled at Neil. “How about we teach you to swim, sweetheart?”

By the end of the day, Neil was splashing in the shallow end with Kevin, his laughter filling the air. For the first time, Neil began to feel safe.

---

One quiet evening, Neil hesitated before asking, “Can I call you Mom and Dad?”

Abby and Wymack’s hearts melted.

“Of course, sweetheart,” Abby said, pulling him into a hug.

Wymack grinned and ruffled Neil’s hair. “Yeah, kid. We’d love that.”

For the first time, Neil felt like he had a family—a home, a real one.

-THE END-

[cowpants147]

I neeedddd more Foxes on TikTok content! Them doing their own versions of trending videos and challenges like the "dress up as something that starts with your first initial challeneg"

Allison, looking ethereal dressed like a literal Greek God, glammed to the heavens: I'm Allison, I'm dressed as Aphrodite and it's the onw year anniversary of my boyfriends death so I better be the drunkest tonight.

Renee, wearing a real leather F1 jacket/jumpsuit that Allison for some reason has in her closet with a blow up steering wheel in her hand: I'm Renee, I'm a race car driver and I think Nicky might be the drunkest.

Andrew, dressed exactly the same as normal but has a stethoscope around his neck and a piece of paper saying "Aaron" duct taped to his chest just stares into the camera for 30 seconds until it's obvious Allison will not be leaving without an answer: when Kevin starts puking I'm leaving.

Once everyone has given their answer the video enda with a pic of Nicky and Kevin passed out in a bathtub together.

Or the Trauma Dump Candy salad video which goes off the rails immediately and PSU makes them take down 3 hours after posting

"Hiiiiiii, I'm Nicky and I'm a gay teenage father of two and I brought Nerd Cluster Gummies"

"I'm Aaron and instead of going to rehab my evil doppelganger locked me in a bathroom w a blanket and a weeks worth of canned food and I brought Reeces"

"I'm Allison and my parents didn't even yell at my brother when he got expelled from boarding school for having coke in his room but I got kicked out of the house when I showed up to my deb ball with a black eye and a busted lip after playing (and winning) an exy game. They didn't even ask if I was OK. And I brought cherry flavoured Twizzlers"

"I'm Neil ans whenever I burn something while cooking I have a panic attack cause I start to think about burning my mother dead body in a ditch on the beach and I brought ... Andrew what are these called? Oh, I brought sour patch kids"

"I'm Kevin, I grew up in a cult and I brought raisins" except he's body tackled by a blonde blur before he gets a chance to dump the raisins into the bowl.

Them posting stupid shit to popular sounds:

Aaron, sat on the couch, study notes laid out around him, energy drink cans littering the place: I want to sit back and enjoy my my evening when all of a sudden ...

Camera flashes across the room to Neil just minding his own business: ... I hear this aggravating, grating voice

***

The "My Shalya" sound over clips of Neil absolutely violating people.

***

Zoom up of Kevin in full Queen Day sttess mode on the sidelines of practice with the sound "yes I'm a drama queen, but it's not by choice" playing over it and when it gets the "it's genetic" part the video zooms out to show Wymaxk next to him with the exact hand on hip, stressed look on his face

***

Renee doing the "actually I do cuss a little" sound while she's getting her gear on to spar with Andrew and when it reaches the "probably fuck" portion of the audio the clip switches to her taking Andrew downnnn. And then there's a beat drop just cause.

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Another edit of Neil but with the "am I the drama? I don't think I'm drama" sound.

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Upperclassmen scrolling through news articles or flipping through sports news channels rhag are reporting on them while miming along to "is this fucking play about us"

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Some teammates, probably upperclasmen, definitely Nicky also miming along to "I'm sorry, not everybody fits in the bad bitch genre, it's a genre, not everybody fits on the he roster" while dressed in full exy uniform, with the caption "when you're coach only recruits the most traumatised bitches"

And forcing teammates to do "day in the life" "what i eat in a day as a member of the most fucked up exy team" and "ootd" videos.

Andrew (bribed with alcohol, ice cream and ten dollars) does a What I Eat in a Day as depressed mother of 3 whose forced to play stickball. There's no sound, its just the picture carousel style w block letters next to pics of his food:

Breakfast is a massive mug of hot chocolate with half a can of squirty cream and marshmallows.

Breakfast 2 is a big bowl of whatever sugary flavour cereal that's overflowing w E Numbers and almost illegal food dye you guys have in the US.

Snack 1 is a chocolate bar.

Lunch is a slice of pizza, fries and then there's a hand forcing salad onto his plate. Andrew adds a note to this pic saying "I'm allergic to green, Kevin's trying to kill me"

Snack 2 is a an energy drink and a cigarette

Dinner is a pint of ice cream

Midnight snack is just a pic of Neil which Andrew thinks is an obvious coming out without coming out vibe but everyone is immediately worried about Neil's safety and there endals up being a Reddit thread about Andrew being a cannibal.

Then they post a follow up video of Kevin reacting to this and he just watches on in despair saying "no. no. Andrew you have a nutritionist!"

[tankuare]

Aaron watching the ravens swing their rackets at Andrews head knowing he killed a man in the exact same way

[falafels]

kevin to neil in tfc

[blue-jos10]

‘wow dr minyard how are you so calm and patient even with the insane ones?’

‘i’ve had practice.’

[moontrader-arts]

Perfect court as horsemen of the Apocalypse

I don’t know why but for me this AU makes sense

Tell me if you want foxes in this universe

Riko as the Conquest (first)

Kevin as the War (second)

Jean as the Famine (third)

And Nathaniel as the Death (fourth)

[kevinsdsy]

bonus:

twitter goes crazy about nicky’s tweet after jeremy decides to retweet it.

people start speculating a secret (past) relationship because once upon a time kevin retweeted the following tweet from jeremy

(this tweet comes out of my trojans social media au hehe)

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foxes social media au (pt. 2): i’m actually surprised i finished this before i went the bed omg but anyways good night enjoy this <333

[kevindavidday]

anyway why did kevin cage andrew against the locker like a YA girlie when he came to ask him to join the ravens like he did that and aaron immediately looked at riko who 'had stopped smiling and was now watching kevin with hooded eyes' like uhmmm??? 'awkward tension replaced the excitement in the locker room' uhhhhhmmmm???? kevin do YOU know it's easier if he remains heterosexual or do you say shit for clout

[mo-online]

nora made kevin brotherzone jean to spite me specifically

[yourcrumblingsaikiisnotmyproblem]

TW

my Roman Empire is how Andrew was drugged and laughing and unable to react any other way when he was assaulted but even through that haze he fucking pushed everything aside to grab Aaron in his bloody hands and ask his brother if Drake touched him.

[odetojupiter]

how easily these monsters die in the end

versus andrew who’s always been called a monster and is constantly vilified by the media, but who refuses to go down when his people are on the line, will fight tooth and nail and damn the consequences and the potential for harm against himself, just to make sure his people cannot die. he doesn’t go kicking or screaming because he doesn’t go at all, not until he breaks the bone of the person who sliced first

how easily these monsters die in the end

versus neil, a monster’s son, who wears it’s face and it’s mask but only to make sure other people’s monsters can’t bother them anymore. who goes down kicking and screaming because he’s not a monster, he just knows the intricate melody they sing, he knows how to warp it into his own hymn of protection. he knows what it means to be a monster, and yet he’d assume that shape without question if it means the true monsters will be laid to rest.

how easily these monsters die in the end

versus aaron, who killed a man without hesitation despite it putting his life and career in jeopardy, to kill the monster under his own brother’s bed (in his bed, rather). his brother, who’s monstrous reputation spread to him like rainwater down the leash they tied between them. aaron, whose own monster was his lifeline until one day she wasn’t there anymore and he had nowhere else to turn his anger except back at the person who stopped her.

how easily these monsters die in the end

versus kevin, who spent upwards of a decade locked in the monster’s closet, only let out to smile for the cameras. who grieved the boy behind the monster and yet refused to let others paint the boy’s face back over the monster’s real form after it was dead.

how easily these monsters die in the end

versus jean, whose monsters presented him to the world as a monster so they could hide their own sick cruelties behind him. behind the young boy they beat down until he wouldn’t argue otherwise. whose tongue was snipped, wings clipped and bones broken until all he could see in his reflection was a monster that was being given what it deserved. he knows true monsters, and yet he let’s them twist his image into one to keep the ones he cares for safe from them.

how easily these monsters die in the end

versus nicky, who was told his truth was monstrous in itself, who believed it strongly enough that he’d rather die than be that monster, but would rather die than be anything else either. who was ridiculed, exiled, and abused for it but he could never change it and he refused to change it when he realised it wasn’t him that was the monster, it was the ones that hurt him. no matter how much he loved them, he realised coveting the love of a monster only blows back on the people he truly loves, the people who truly love him.

how easily these monsters die in the end

versus jeremy, whose own mental struggles were turned against him to save face, whose family would rather blame him and his sexuality for his brother’s death rather than turn inwards and see how their emotional neglect could spark such a tragedy. they turned him into the monster that they tried to hide from the world, poured their own guilt into him until all he could do was choke it down as though it was his own.

just thinking of the so called ‘monsters’ of the series, and how weighted that word is, the word the neil himself chose, when you consider who has been called a monster in their life, and who the true monsters are. neil, part of a group known as the monsters, points his finger back to the real monsters, as a reminder of what true monstrosity is. cause the true monsters, well, they die so easily in the end, but our monsters? they face that title with acceptance if only it means they can hold out a little longer for the people they choose to help.

[femmsiriusblack]

being a marauders fan and seeing everyone hating on Kevin for leaving Jean alone in the Nest but Kevin had every right to leave after all he went through

[foxpile]

hey how many of the foxes do you think have mugshot photos

like andrew and aaron for sure.

probably renee with her gang history.

im feeling inclined to say that neil would have gotten one taken after the baltimore incident and the only reason he didn’t was because he was hospitalized directly afterwards and then offered witness protection.

i feel like allison probably like vandalized shit when she was younger to spite her parents but they never cared and paid it all off before she ever actually got arrested so no mugshot there.

kevin absolutely not.

i feel like dan has been involved in a tussle or two that may have ended in police intervention but she is also Fast so they never catch her.

matt i’d say maaayyybbeee but also like dan i think if the police ever showed up to arrest him he would be Fast and also Good At Hiding but it’d be like a 50/50 chance.

seth would be the same as matt i think tbh. like yanno that one john mulaney skit with that guy who threw a bottle on the floor and yelled “scatter!!” when the police showed up? that’s seth. idk if he’ll get away but he WILL cause a scene and that’s what we’re here for baby!!

anyways all this to say: do you think fans ever print out their mugshots and put them on posters to wave around at their games? do you think the foxes have printed out their mugshots and taped them up on the photo wall? discuss.

[queer-lovebot]

Absolutely love the idea that Kevin can’t live on his own but also REALLY really wants to. He wants to prove he’s not a pretty little damsel anymore, but also he can’t really cook for generally take care of himself.

Leading to the next best option: Getting an apartment in the same building as DanMatt and mooching off of them. Dan and Matt don’t even mind, not really, especially with how close Matt and Kevin have grown. It’s just a LITTLE annoying when Kevin is just. In their apartment without saying anything. And when they’re trying to have a romantic dinner then remember Kevin needs to eat. And when Kevin crashes on their couch at odd hours of the day bc he locked himself out of his own place.

[falafels]

i can’t stop thinking about neil and andrew’s cats. like sure it’s objectively quite funny that they’re called sir fat cat mccatterson and king fluffkins, sir and king for short. however. HOWEVER.

imagine this. you are Kevin Day. you have been physically free from the cult you grew up in for nearly seven years now (it will never leave your head. it taught you what you love and poisons whatever it can). you got out, your friend got out, and you’re learning to live with the hole in your heart shaped like the monster you loved. you’re healing. you have family, you have friends, and your two closest friends have decided to get cats.

you are invited to meet the cats, and you say you don’t care about the cats but go anyway. your friend opens the door with his usual contemptuous apathy while your other friend is trying to get one of the cats out from under the sofa. the other friend introduces the cats to you while the first one pretends not to care. he says “the orange one is sir, she’s obese because andrew keeps letting her finish his vile chocolate drinks. the one under the sofa is king.”

KING?????????

and you have to pretend to be so normal about the fact that the brother you grew up with wholovedyouandhatedyouandwantedtoliveinyourskinandruinedeverythinghetouchedincludinghimself, who was killed largely on the word of these two friends, who you’re doing whatever you can to move on from, NOW SHARES A TITLE WITH THIS CAT. and the cat won’t even come out from under the sofa to say hi

props to kevin i’d have shot myself in front of neil and andrew

[nelweensfic]

Kevin always liked Neil in a sibling way from the start. He doesn't know why but he wants to give Neil an opportunity, advises, and surprisingly, love.

A brotherly love.

And after all the event that year, even though he loves Exy more, seeing how that man put the team together was the last push.

So, during Neil's second year, and because his own dad is Neil's new father figure, Kevin decided that Neil would be his unofficial brother.

Unfortunately, that also means that Andrew would become his unofficial brother in law.

It's probably for the best, right ?