#dtyfstdf

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putting aaron minyard in the school pool was a genius move. shortie is this close 🤏 to drowning at all times. kevin doesn't even have a lifeguard training. he don't even know cpr.

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and aaron minyard.

and thea muldani.

and katelyn mackenzie.

chronic pain kevin day and jean moreau is something i need 5000% more of

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dance 'til you find someone to die for

(also known as dtyfstdf)

What if instead of Seth, Riko had tried to get rid of Aaron?

The night Seth was supposed to "accidently" die, Ravens found their way to Aaron instead. By pure dumb luck, Kevin answers his call for help and from then on, Kevin and Aaron are thrown together to brace themselves for every deadly trap sent their way. The dangerous game they play isn't just Exy anymore, and their hearts might get caught in the crossfire.

Kevaaron, ongoing, 40k, canon-typical CW/TW, M

/here on Ao3/

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 interlude 16 17 18 interlude two 19 20

Misc. Content

#Kathea 🌺

[codename-adler]

dance 'til you find someone to die for Update

i am making Renee

Aaron's Catalina.

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Kevaaron scraps ♟️

i was editing the beginning of dance ‘til you find someone to die for chap. 21 and—did not like it. in the recycling bin it goes! enjoy this slight what-if, and the pool, as next time we’ll completely skip the swimming part and hit the showers directly 😏

xxx

Aaron did not want to know what Kevin had said to convince Wymack to get the keys to the pool from the swim coach, and he didn’t ask Kevin how Wymack got said keys from said swim coach either. It did not matter. Not now, when Aaron was floating in the largest body of water he’d ever had the chance to approach. He tried not to think about how that was probably another thing he had in common with Josten, sheltered asocial bastard that he was. He tried not to think of the asshole, end of the line. No matter the hours that had passed since their fight, no matter how ensconced the pool made him feel, Josten’s words rang from wall to wall inside his skull.

What good are you, then?

What good are you?

Be useful.

Do something!

Resident coward.

What good are you?

What good are you?

What good are you?

What good are you?

What good are you?

“Five minutes are up, stop trying to morph into a starfish. We do two other reps like this one, then we move on to weights,” Kevin snapped at Aaron.

“Weights? I’m not doing weights in the pool, Day,” Aaron bit back before pulling away into his second rep the set they’d just done. He swam as fast as he could, head above water in a disgraceful; attempt at front crawl, his leg muscles killing him after such disuse.

“You body can’t handle the pressure otherwise! It’s the only way!” Kevin yelled after him, using his hands to amplify his voice.

Your body can’t handle the pressure.

Your body can’t handle it.

You can’t handle it.

You can’t handle it.

You can’t handle the pressure.

Aaron swam away faster, shoulders rolling, feets kicking, anger fuming. Kevin let him be. He watched Aaron’s form carefully, trying to spot any weakness or any pain through his motions. The waves and splashes didn’t make his job easy, but he’d rather be right here in the pool, standing in the shallow end, than outside on the ground, or up on the lifeguard post. He had to show Aaron they were in this together. Kevin didn’t take this unusual training lightly. He wanted to show Aaron he was in this, with him. He also had to admit that the water did wonders to cool off his temper.

They never had swim training in the Nest, probably because drowning a teammate or two would be far easier than killing them on the court. He’d heard the swim team was pretty strong, though. The Ravens could have done with some pool time, though, if Kevin was being honest with himself. The rhythm of the water, however irregular it may be, was a constant, just like a ball hitting the plexiglass; the water relaxed things, people, even those as wound up as Kevin. It put things in perspective, too. How your body suddenly became something else entirely, how your perspective suddenly shifted on all matters. That was more likely to have been the reason behind the strict no-pooltime rule the Master had implemented. On the court, everything needed to be in focus, all your skills honed for a single purpose, your mind and eyes zeroed in on a single thought: win. In the pool, you were small, free, and weightless. There was no win or lose. Only the water, and whether you let it carry you or drown you.

As Aaron passed him for the 30th and last time, he followed him to the edge. Aaron readjusted his long-sleeved shirt again as it floated up and away from his abdomen. Kevin hadn’t questioned that choice, but his own shirtlessness was enough to convey his comment. Hydrodynamics and all that jazz. Aaron saw Kevin about to continue arguing about the weights thing again so he cut him off before the words tumbled out of his mouth.

“I’m not doing weights in the pool, Kevin, I’m not. We don’t even have weights right now. You thought you could just leave me here and what, run to our gym in your swim trunks? Barefoot? What would the press say, huh?” he said.

“Aaron, it’ll be a cool down exercise. Sort of. I’m sure the swim team has some pool weights in the back room,” Kevin replied.

“A cool down exercise? We are in the water. How much more cooling do you need?” Aaron deadpanned.

“Aaron. You promised.”

Aaron glared, but relented. “I did.”

Kevin nodded and gracefully got out of the pool in one pull up. As he watched him walk away, Aaron was reminded again of the long way he had to go. He used to bench press Kevin’s weight before. Now he had to use the stupid ladder to get out of the shallow part of a pool.

Unsurprisingly, Kevin didn’t have access to the pool’s material, and so he walked back empty handed, discarding his previous plan unfazed and already making multiple new ones in his head. Slowly approaching as to not break his damn neck on the wet floor, he watched Aaron who, lost in his thoughts, had resumed his floating around.

xxx

[codename-adler]

adler ive been thinking SO much about your kateaaron dynamic they're keeping me up at night my faves </3 anyway this is because i reread dance till you find someone to die for and its made me build a whole new playlist lmaoo

thank you orpheus my beloved 😭🫶❤️ thank you so much 😭 like. so much 😭

this is seriously such high praise… i can say with certainty that kateaaron in the context of dtyfstdf is one of the relationships i’ve worked that hardest on, and for. there’s a lot of myself in both aaron and katelyn, and i honestly envy what i somehow managed to give them even if they don’t stay together in the end. their bond is truly a one-of-a-kind type of love. they are so strong and they love each other so much, and even though that makes everything hurt worse, they still hold on to it for one another.

i can’t wait to start posting the upcoming chapters of the kevaaron fic and start posting the kathea 🌺 wip, because both explore the remaining yet very much present friendship between kate and aaron, how their love changes and adapts into something else, how they care for each other always & no matter what.

also here’s my katelyn playlist if you want to sneak a peek 🥹

(name is katelyn young because this was all before TSC and the Mackenzie reveal…)

for me the ultimate song for my kateaaron is The Butterfly Effect by Bedore You Exit ❤️‍🩹

thank you so much, again, really, and i love you so much ❤️ my darling darling orpheus ❤️

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for the wip game: dtyfstdf always & forever!!!! NEED an update ‼️ been reading/following since the beginning 💖

you get the first draft of chapter 21 because it has been completely scrapped! (instead of starting in the pool, the boys will have already trained and are now hitting the showers...) this is still ok i think? just not to my liking / not inspiring me no more. thank you for your unwavering support with this slow fic, this is the best <3

Aaron did not want to know what Kevin had said to convince Wymack to get the keys to the pool from the swim coach, and he didn’t ask Kevin how Wymack got said keys from said swim coach either. It did not matter. Not now, when Aaron was floating in the largest body of water he’d ever had the chance to approach. He tried not to think about how that was probably another thing he had in common with Josten, sheltered asocial bastard that he was. He tried not to think of the asshole, end of the line. No matter the hours that had passed since their fight, no matter how ensconced the pool made him feel, Josten’s words rang from wall to wall inside his skull. 

What good are you, then?

What good are you?

Be useful.

Do something!

Resident coward.

What good are you?

What good are you?

What good are you?

What good are you?

What good are you?

“Five minutes are up, stop trying to morph into a starfish. We do two other reps like this one, then we move on to weights,” Kevin snapped at Aaron.

“Weights? I’m not doing weights in the pool, Day,” Aaron  bit back before pulling away into his second rep the set they’d just done. He swam as fast as he could, head above water in a disgraceful; attempt at front crawl, his leg muscles killing him after such disuse. 

“You body can’t handle the pressure otherwise! It’s the only way!” Kevin yelled after him, using his hands to amplify his voice.

Your body can’t handle the pressure.

Your body can’t handle it.

You can’t handle it.

You can’t handle it.

You can’t handle the pressure.

Aaron swam away faster, shoulders rolling, feets kicking, anger fuming. Kevin let him be. He watched Aaron’s form carefully, trying to spot any weakness or any pain through his motions. The waves and splashes didn’t make his job easy, but he’d rather be right here in the pool, standing in the shallow end, than outside on the ground, or up on the lifeguard post. He had to show Aaron they were in this together. Kevin didn’t take this unusual training lightly. He wanted to show Aaron he was in this, with him. He also had to admit that the water did wonders to cool off his temper. 

They never had swim training in the Nest, probably because drowning a teammate or two would be far easier than killing them on the court. He’d heard the swim team was pretty strong, though. The Ravens could have done with some pool time, though, if Kevin was being honest with himself. The rhythm of the water, however irregular it may be, was a constant, just like a ball hitting the plexiglass; the water relaxed things, people, even those as wound up as Kevin. It put things in perspective, too. How your body suddenly became something else entirely, how your perspective suddenly shifted on all matters. That was more likely to have been the reason behind the strict no-pooltime rule the Master had implemented. On the court, everything needed to be in focus, all your skills honed for a single purpose, your mind and eyes zeroed in on a single thought: win. In the pool, you were small, free, and weightless. There was no win or lose. Only the water, and whether you let it carry you or drown you.

As Aaron passed him for the 30th and last time, he followed him to the edge. Aaron readjusted his long-sleeved shirt again as it floated up and away from his abdomen. Kevin hadn’t questioned that choice, but his own shirtlessness was enough to convey his comment. Hydrodynamics and all that jazz. Aaron saw Kevin about to continue arguing about the weights thing again so he cut him off before the words tumbled out of his mouth.

“I’m not doing weights in the pool, Kevin, I’m not. We don’t even have weights right now. You thought you could just leave me here and what, run to our gym in your swim trunks? Barefoot? What would the press say, huh?” he said.

“Aaron, it’ll be a cool down exercise. Sort of. I’m sure the swim team has some pool weights in the back room,” Kevin replied.

“A cool down exercise? We are in the water. How much more cooling do you need?” Aaron deadpanned.

“Aaron. You promised.”

Aaron glared, but relented. “I did.”

Kevin nodded and gracefully got out of the pool in one pull up. As he watched him walk away, Aaron was reminded again of the long way he had to go. He used to bench press Kevin’s weight before. Now he had to use the stupid ladder to get out of the shallow part of a pool. 

Unsurprisingly, Kevin didn’t have access to the pool’s material, and so he walked back empty handed, discarding his previous plan unfazed and already making multiple new ones in his head. Slowly approaching as to not break his damn neck on the wet floor, he watched Aaron who, lost in his thoughts, had resumed his floating around.  

find dance 'til you find someone to die for on my ao3

i swear it's updating really soon!!!

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adlerrr i started reading your dance til you find someone to die for fic and already i'm obsessed with it this will absolutely be my binge read all night 👍👍👍 i cant wait :P

OMG u making me kick my feet & giggle fr FR orpheus 😭🥹😭

i’m taking it slow for the upcoming updates but rest assured there WILL BE more from Aaron & Kevin, i swear on my life!!!!

thank u thank u thank u i won’t disappoint i promise!!!

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On some angst  shenanigans i kinda want Riko to try and go for Aaron again….I’m so cruel 😂…don’t get me wrong i love Aaron though. Rip Serbs car

Dear anon of June 17 2021 ......... i'm so fucking sorry.

i hope dance 'til you find someone to die for has scratched your itch for angst and Riko-on-Aaron violence since then? i mean, i've had to build a google sheet expressly to keep track of all of Aaron's injuries (and Serb's... unfortunately his car was not his last misery :/ )

that said, thank you for your comment, it helps me remember how good it felt to be writing this story in the beginning <3 i hope you won't mind me using your ask to self-promote once more and give a lil update...

so, as i've said in the recent past, i'm starting off soft & slow for the next chapters, getting back into the groove of Kevaaron and the dtyfstdf universe; this means chapters focused on specific and exclusively Kevaaron scenes that explore their changing/developing relationship. they're also mini catharses for myself and the chronic pain and body failures i've been going through for the past years.

that said, beyond these clear moments, i'v chosen to scrap the rest of the plot, both because it did not bring me joy anymore, and because i'm trying to be realistic about what it is possible for me to achieve--therefore not a complete aftg rewrite--as well as what will actually help me FINISH this fic. that means, everything's up in the air!

happy ending or mcd?

new Aaron torture: unlocked or Kevin: new target acquired?

sfw or nsfw?

stay tuned to find out!!! (lmao i'll be just as surprised as you are, i have no idea what will come out of me)

again, i am so deeply sorry for the 3-years-late response; you have to know, though, that to me, no matter how much time passes, i still cherish those feedbacks <3

merry Kevaaron everyone!

- Love, Adler xx

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i would Love to hear abt ur kathea wip :-) -dayurno

thank you @dayurno it’s an honor and thank you @fandomnerd101 i hope this provides what you also asked for <3

Adler’s WiPs ~ Project: Kathea 🌺

Kathea Lore 2:

Their 2nd “meeting” (1st being in therapy and vvv ugly) is when Kate and Aaron mutually break up after her return from the psych ward and his return from Thanksgiving (see dtyfstf); although the fic wouldn’t start there, that is the moment that created this spin-off ship/fic/project/AU.

Having heard how much shit the Foxes are going through, Thea flies in to check in on Kevin who has ghosted her (thus breaking her promise again of no-contact but way, way worse).

In a scene reminiscent of Andreil’s first meeting, Kate and Thea literally run into each other when Kate exits Aaron’s dorm so fast she slams door 317 into Thea and falls into her.

Because Kate is crying so hard and because Thea does not want their therapy group to get on her back any more than they already are, Thea puts her Kevin mission on hold and takes Kate back with her (idk where yet… hotel room? Bar? Diner? Cab?) to “support” her therapy mate.

Thea is the more surprised of the two at her decision to take Kate under her wing (u know like a raven).

Kate starts to believe Thea is not as bad/mean as she projects in group therapy.

Thea doesn’t understand why she went out of her way like that, why she acted so out of character, so she proceeds to /gently/ but firmly kick Kate out, call her an Uber, and the next time they see each other, weeks later, in group, Thea is cold and distant.

That's the main scene to be written at the moment, the thing that’ll start me up and show me the golden path of Kathea.

Miscellaneous thoughts:

To me they're like if a nymph (Katelyn) and a goddess (Thea) fell in love.

While it causes no real impact on Kate’s career (cheer + med) to be queer, Thea’s pro Exy career is highly at risk, what with already being an ex-Raven and a Black woman in a mixed sport; it’s important to me that we’re all aware of that; and thus despite both women being each other’s first sapphic/queer relationship, they have widely different backgrounds and stakes at play in committing (or not) to this new love.

Katelyn doesn’t want to see Thea as a threat, for herself, Aaron and the Vixens/Foxes, but sometimes the way Thea handles her past and present is scary, and Kate doesn’t know if Thea is trustworthy with everything (and Riko) going on; those who have read ‘dance ‘til you find someone to die for’ know why trust and betrayal are big issues in the Katheaverse.

However, Thea doesn’t know anything about the vastness of Riko's evils; her main tormentor has always been Tetsuji Moriyama. 

Riko acted the way all male Ravens (except Jean and Kevin) have always treated her: with misogyny and bigotry. Riko wasn’t special, not with her, not to her; but she doesn’t realize yet the Ravens were a cult, that it wasn’t normal, that she has repressed some things and that what is hurting her inside is also hurting others, whether fellow ex-Ravens like Jean and Kevin, or outsiders like Kate and Aaron who become collateral damage wave after wave Riko creates.

Of course I’m playing with the age gap between Thea (26-28) and Kate (20-22) because I think it’s very sexy and I’m self-projecting what I wish would happen to me love-wise 💅 I also previously thought about bringing up Thea’s trauma with younger partners (i.e., the whole Kevin grooming shitshow that was made-up by a-hole fans) to lay the issue to rest once and for all, but since some of y’all provoked Nora Sakavic into defending Queen Theodora Muldani and blasting y’all to dust, I don’t think I will! But who knows. It was important to me at one point, I’m just saying. More crumbs for you, eh.

Katelyn Young (Mackenzie) Lore:

Full name: Katelyn Beth Mackenzie Young

Height: 5’4”-5’5” to Thea’s 6’0” 😌

Career aspiration: Neonatology (Addison Montgomery did a lot for her)(and not just career wise *wink wink*)(she hasn’t realized that yet)(Thea is a lot like Addison u know *wink wink*)

Relationship history: before Aaron came along, her first real love, she had 2 boyfriends. Number 1 dared slap her twice before she ended things; Number 2 cheated on her with 4 different girls while they dated. Aaron was the first to treat her well, to heal a bit of her trust issues, to be completely devoted to her. They’re very important to me. I love my boyo Aaron and he deserves recognition for the love he gave Katelyn and fought for.

Kate is an only child from a very strict family; the parent she is closest to is her step-mother.

And that's what i got for now. A lot and nothing. But thank you again for enabling me. I love my girls. Again, if any of yous would like to request more of Kathea or more of a particular project, head over to my pinned post to see the list of 'Adler's Projects in Progress (PiPs)' and ask away!

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new dance 'til you find someone to die for chapter in progress!

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re-read some parts for memory refreshing purposes. but damn. damn i write good sometimes. yay me. you go boo!

find my Kevaaron fic here on ao3 and subscribe for the incoming updates ♡

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🍊 Table of Contents 🍊

🪼 Adler's WiPs: Ask away!!

The OG 🌺 Kathea™️ Shipper (Katelyn/Thea)

Princesita™️ de mi corazón ❤️‍🔥Seth Gordon❤️‍🔥

My Miracle Girl 🌹Robin Cross🌹

Joselito™️ the Guinea Pig 🐹

Kevsethaaron™️ & Jeanaaron™️ Truther 🙏

🥍 USC Trojans lineup of OCs

📱 aftg socmed au: Foxes profiles Foxes' Friends profiles Trojans Profiles 1 2 3 GC Robin Cross 4 5 6 7 Joselito 8 Kevin & Robin 9 Sethisms 10 11 12 Renison 13 Gay 14 Kathea Leak pt.1 Kathea Leak pt.2 15 16 Pets 17 18 19 20 Baby Pics pt.1 Baby Pics pt.2 Baby Pics pt.3 21 22 23 24 25 November 4th

dance 'til you find someone to die for (Kevaaron)

What if instead of Seth, Riko had tried to get rid of Aaron?

The night Seth was supposed to "accidently" die, Ravens found their way to Aaron instead. By pure dumb luck, Kevin answers his call for help and from then on, Kevin and Aaron are thrown together to brace themselves for every deadly trap sent their way. The dangerous game they play isn't just Exy anymore, and their hearts might get caught in the crossfire. - on Ao3

foxes + onesies (Hold Onto This Lullaby)

aftg as cartoons

Kevin Day and his Oblivious Literature Lover

Death of Heroes

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HIIII I HEAR YOU HAVE KATELYN AND THEA HERE??? I LOVE KATELYN SO MUCH AND THEA IS SO COOL TJEM TOGETHER WOULD BE AMAZINGGGG!! Hold on I’m gonna go read your whole fic because I need this now I will die without it.

I wrote Kathea a little bit into my AFTG Mixtape gift The Two of Us (We're Done Running) on ao3 AND have just answered an ask about them!! If you go on and read my Kevaaron fic dance 'til you find someone to die for (dtyfstdf) there won't be any Kathea yet, but a very deep look into Katelyn's character, and that fic is also the starting point for the official Kathea spin-off i'm writing about :) Thank you for your enthusiasm!!!

(i use the tag #kathea 🌺 or #aftg kathea bc there is another ship in another fandom called Kathea, so as not to add to the confusion, and also because i decided the emoji was now theirs and the hibiscus flower their flower also. i try to keep it organized. i'm a simple gal with simple dreams.)

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Boosting this because an update is coming at last! 😌 (this is the first chapter of the fic, which contains 22 parts so far, if you’d like to get into it or do a reread before the new chapter drops • table of contents above or ao3 link here !)

...dance 'til you find someone to die for...

What if instead of Seth, Riko tried to get rid of Aaron?

Chapter 1 ♟️ [table of contents]

(TW: suicidal ideation, past drug abuse, drugs, addiction, PTSD)

That night, the Monsters don’t go to Eden’s like they were supposed to. Instead, it’s night practice at the Foxhole Court, and somehow Kevin feels wrong playing; like there is something else he should be doing. But what else is there to do if not Exy? So he ignores the feeling. That’s the first mistake.

He goes over many a Raven drill with Neil, trying to lose himself in the game, to become one with his racquet and forget every reality except this: Exy. Second mistake.

Neil doesn’t have a phone yet and Andrew’s in the goal, personal belongings locked away (who would call him if he’s with Kevin and Neil? Aaron and Nicky can handle themselves...); only Kevin has his phone on the bench, to keep track of time. The first time his phone rings, he doesn’t hear it. The second time, he doesn’t bother answering. By the third time, Andrew’s had enough and stops goaling until Kevin picks up his phone. Neil stops too, intrigued and following Andrew’s lead as Kevin scoffs and rolls his eyes at them. He jogs to the bench and picks up his phone, ready to tear a new one to whoever dares interrupting their ticking time.

It’s Aaron.

That’s... odd.

They don’t even text each other, much less call up at 1 am. Kevin can’t say he’s particularly curious, but he is suddenly anxious. He answers and puts his phone on speaker, not bothering to take his helmet off.

“Hello?”

At first, nothing from the other end of the line. Then, labored breaths. Breaths that are way too similar to Kevin’s when he has those panic attacks that mess him up routinely, be it from nightmares, triggers or simply the excruciating burden of existing.

“Hello?” Kevin tries again. Neil is getting closer, sensing trouble.

“Kevin... get Andrew. ” Aaron manages to get out between shallow breaths.

His words echo around the court. Kevin and Neil both turn to Andrew, but he’s already out the door in full gear, racquet left clanging on the floor. Neil follows immediately, picking up the big racquet in a swift move. Kevin follows too until he’s in the passenger seat and realizes that he hasn’t hung up yet.

“You still there?” he asks Aaron, unsure of how to proceed.

The only answer he gets is some sniffling that seems far away.

“Andrew is driving. We’re leaving the court. Neil’s in the backseat,” Kevin rambles, words coming out to... to what?

Is it because he knows what it feels like to desperately not want to be alone when it becomes too much? Is it because he cares? Is it because he’s afraid Andrew will break something, or someone? ( Kevin , most likely) Why won’t he hang up? Why can’t he find it himself to just press END ?

He doesn’t have enough time to find an answer. They’ve arrived at Fox Tower. Andrew doesn’t run, but he seems to be moving without his feet touching the ground; one moment he’s getting out of the car and the other he’s climbing the stairs two at a time. He’s closely followed by Neil, as if they were simply racing each other to the top. Kevin is almost running, his long and powerful legs eating the stairs three by three, phone and Exy gear balanced in each hand.

“Hey, Aaron... Hear this? Andrew's coming. We’re making it up the stairs and he’ll be there in a few. Can you hear us coming? We’re close, Aaron,” Kevin says while he reaches their level and slips through the door Andrew just tore open. He’s close to being out of breath, but that’s fear closing around his throat.

And then his panic gets the best of him and he finally runs to catch up to Andrew entering their dorm. Neil strangely waits for Kevin to enter after Andrew, his eyes as calm as a stormless sea. Kevin doesn’t bother stopping to question him.

The dorm is empty. Every light is closed, the tv and game consoles are all shut off. Everything is dark except for the thin line of light coming from under the bathroom door. It seems like even Nicky isn’t there, having probably stayed over in the girls’ dorm.

Andrew goes to open the bathroom door, but stops.

“Open the door,” he coldly says.

No response.

Kevin hovers, his gear abandoned by the couch but his phone still on the line with Aaron. He’s afraid of getting too close to Andrew, so he talks into the phone.

“Andrew’s here, Aaron. You can open the door now.”

Still nothing.

Nothing from the phone, nothing from the bathroom, and Andrew still isn’t moving. As Neil enters the dorm, Kevin makes the decision to go around Andrew and shakily turn the doorknob.

Aaron’s phone is by the sink.

And Aaron is on the floor.

His face is emotionless, as blank as Andrew’s, but his eyes still cry out delicate tears. He’s sitting crossed-leg, hugging his knees so hard his arms are shaking and his grip is turning his knuckles a violent white. His back is to the cheap white bathtub, his forehead and chest are drenched in sweat as if he’d just gone out to the gym. And then there are the... the things .

The needle. The lighter. The spoon. The pills. The powders.

All these drugs scattered on the tiles.

So many drugs.

Kevin feels like throwing up. So many things run through his mind.

This could end Aaron’s career. Both in Exy and medicine. This could ruin all of their careers; drugs found in their dorm.

Andrew’s going to kill him. Andrew is going to kill Neil too

It’s retribution, from Riko, that much he’s sure of. Riko is going to kill Neil and all of them. This is how it all ends. Riko picked the wrong (or right?) person to mess with. Andrew won’t stop. This won’t ever stop. Is Aaron dying? Did Aaron give up? 

Did he give in?

Is he going to be okay?

Please be okay.

Kevin is frozen on the spot as Andrew starts moving. He brutally pushes Kevin out of his way and crouches down to Aaron’s level. He doesn’t even move the drugs out of the way, he leaves them in plain sight. He roughly grabs Aaron’s head, digging his thumb in his cheek.

“Look me in the eyes. I’ll ask you this once. Only once. Don’t lie. Did you get high? ”

And despite all the hellish nature of the situation, Aaron musters up the most murderous look he’s ever given anyone, ever. Andrew seems satisfied, though, if not bored, by the way he carelessly squeezes Aaron’s face one more time, then pockets everything on the floor before leaving him right there. 

Just as he exits the dorm, he points his finger at Neil and without even looking at him, says “You. With me. Let’s see how well you can play this game.”

They both leave without as much as a single glance at Aaron, leaving Kevin alone with the ghost of a Minyard. Part of him wishes he hadn’t left the court with Andrew and Neil. Another part of him wishes for much more impossible things.

That he was back and “safe” at the nest. That he never joined the Foxes. That his mother was alive. That he’d never touched an Exy stick. That his mother never invented the sport. That she never met the Master.

That he was never born.

Just as he shudders at the thought, he hears a muffled but heartbreaking sob.

It’s Aaron.

And all at once, Kevin comes back to himself.

(read on Ao3 here !)

[codename-adler]

DANCE TIL YOU FIND SOMEONE TO DIE FOR UPDATING??? YES GOD YES!!!

Yes!!!!! It really warms my heart that you still care anon 🥹🫶

Adler's WiPs ~ Project: dance 'til you find someone to die for (dtyfstdf)

Premise for newcomers: What if instead of Seth, Riko had tried to get rid of Aaron? The night Seth was supposed to "accidently" die, Ravens found their way to Aaron instead. By pure dumb luck, Kevin answers his call for help and from then on, Kevin and Aaron are thrown together to brace themselves for every deadly trap sent their way. The dangerous game they play isn't just Exy anymore, and their hearts might get caught in the crossfire. >>Here on ao3 or >>here on Tumblr (masterlist of all parts)

Oh dear lord I have not updated since… 2021. I am so sorry. Things in the brain and the body got in the way. But that does not mean I have stopped thinking about Kevin and Aaron and the alternate timeline I have created. I’ve just had to scale down the plot a little bit, for now, as well as my expectations and goals. It became too big for me and that scared me, and discouraged me. So now it’s little bites and little steps! Or what they call “filler episodes” in the industry… We love those, right?

Up next: Shower Scene. Will it be sexy? Uh, yeah, you could say that. Will it be angsty? Oh yeah. That’s the main goal. I’m drawing a lot from personal experience with physical scars and how it affects routine activities such as washing up. I wanted to give a new perspective on scars, different from Neil’s or Andrew’s, and realized that I could expiate some of my demons through Aaron (like one does), who now has scars similar to mine due to every injury he has suffered in the fic until now. I also just love shower scenes in aftg fics. They’re so tense and charged!! There’s Kevin, and there’s Aaron, having an emotional conversation under hot water, only separated by a stall wall. Ugh! The boys have got to get hot and bothered about each other at some point, ya know? Anyhoo, that is the starting point of this new era for the fic. It’s small in the grand scheme of things, it’s full of dialogue (my péché mignon), it’s good therapy (for me, not them) and well that’s the dream for now!

Now, what after that. There are, evidently, unavoidable parts that must happen in order for the story to progress both in its own timeline and according to the canon timeline. There is the infamous New Year’s in NYC / holidays at the Nest thing, where I want to explore how Kevin copes with both Neil and Andrew locked away, and how Aaron helps (or aggravates) him considering how changed their friendship is. Thea also has to make an appearance at some point, both for the sake of this fic and for her own spin-off with Katelyn. And also so I can end things between her and Kevin in a way that I deem respectful and believable enough for both Kevin and her. I have little fillers here and there that mean the world to me, but they all lead to a First Kiss. They gotta get there at some point right? I’m not sure yet which of them will make the first move. I got multiple scenarios for each. There most certainly will be blood involved.

I really want to give you a snippet. I’ve got nothing ready or non-spoilish. But maybe, just maybe, by the time I post the corresponding part, y’all will have forgotten about this? So, um, there:

P.S.

Ye olde playlist

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WIP Game

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs

Thank you for tagging me @vykio , @merceyca & @you-know-i-get-itt💕💕💕

Get ready for an absolutely monstrous shitload of wips. So sorry. This is inexcusable.

Steady Now

jerejean potato for SN

aftg x tlou

Baby Girl, Good Luck + BGGL Scraps

Start of Time

dtyfstdf Ch. 21 - KA Swimming/Shower

295

So This Is Christmas

Andrew's Farewell

The Language of Boys

On the Nature of Day(light)

Speak AU

Never Goodbye

Kathea 🌺

drive-by shooting kevaaron

x mafia husbands x

aftg television soundtrack project

no pressure tag:

@constelationprize @joanofexys @minyard-05

@detectivebambam @cielalune

@jeanmoreaue @jeanmoroses

@sapphoherselz @ninyard

@kevindavidday @kevinsdsy

& all who wish to share their passion!! if you don't have fic wips, it can be future posts you plan or want to write, a playlist you want to make, drawings, anything!