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The Foxes Go Hiking! Part 2
Y’all thought the day ended when the hike ended? Nah. They did in fact go to lunch. Of course that also also…stunning.
- The closest place to get actual food not in a gas station would be in the town of Pickens, 20 mins from Table Rock
- Both cars are dead silent not a single word is spoken the entire way there. ACs are BLASTING and everyone is sticky from sweat. Kevin has yet to put his shirt back on
- When they get into Pickens, they circle the block three times looking for parking. Why? Because Matt is leading the way and kind of panicking because he’s never been to downtown Pickens before and is stressed. Mind you, small southern town and there is nothing to stress
- By the third block circle Kevin has texted the groupchat “WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE DOING”
- After they park, Kevin has to put his wet ass shirt back on and Andrew puts his arm bands back on. They’re also sweaty so getting them on looks like a struggle and multiple of them have to turn around to keep from laughing
- They eat at the closest place they see: a Mexican restaurant
- When they get inside the vibes are RANCID. No one is in there and it is dead silent NO music and the employees are not talking. At this point they don’t care and just want to sit down and get ice waters
- Everyone orders 2 ice waters. Kevin tries to be slick and order tequila even though he still has a dehydration headache and dry mouth. Aaron tells the waitress to not listen to a word he says and just get him water
- Nicky, a southern boy at heart, orders a sweet tea with his water and is fiending for it. When the sweet tea comes to the table he takes a sip and immediately makes a disgusted face. He proclaims “this tastes like fart” and makes EVERYONE take a sip. The tea remains untouched the rest of lunch
- Kevin goes to the bathroom which confuses everyone because they’re not sure exactly what this man has to piss when he’s dryer than the Sahara. When he comes back his arm is still bloody from his cut. They are not sure what he did in there and they will not ask
- Renee goes to the bathroom not long after that and when she gets back to the table she looks confused and goes “I’m really a big fan of the Christmas decorations they still have up in there”
- Nicky, again a southern boy at heart, orders an ACP. He gets “are you serious rn” eyebrows from about half the table as he damn well knows there is better on the menu as a Mexican man. He goes “goddammit guys just let me have this”
- About halfway through eating Aaron looks at his phone and sees a text from Katelyn to a link from a news site that says a meteor was seen in the Southeastern US and landed somewhere in either GA or SC. He goes “what the fuck??” Because of course
- Nicky proclaims “god I hope it hit Nancy Mace’s house”. Again, only one actually from SC, understood what he meant. He then has to spend 10 minutes explaining SC state politics
- Soon after, they get in the cars and go their separate ways driving the 20 mins back to Palmetto.
- When they arrive at Wymacks/Abbys, it is well past 4:00 pm. A hike that started at around 9:00 am should NOT have taken that long.
- When Abby thinks they won’t notice, she sneaks off and calls Wymack. She asks if the kids in his house look like they were dragged through war trenches and are about 2 seconds from crying. Wymack says he thinks Aaron already has cried today.
- at Wymacks apartment, Kevin showers first to get the blood off of him. He is APPALLED when he gets in the bathroom and sees he is sunburnt worse than a lobster. Literally no one else got sun except him because he took his shirt off. The moment he exits that shower he falls asleep on the couch
- Andrew and Neil shower last and together, and Nicky makes a gross ass sexual comment because of course he does. Not 5 minutes later they hear a crash and Andrew yelling “DAMMIT NEIL!”. Neils legs literally gave out. They showered together because Neil said he couldn’t feel his legs. Nothing intimate beyond aggrivated sighs and Neil having to bathe sitting down happened.
- Abbys house is much calmer! She makes every drink a liquidiv and puts on a calming movie and they’re just chilling out.
- Dan lowkey feels humiliated when she damn near has to crawl up the stairs to the shower
- Allison makes her instagram post and she looks fabulous and fans eat it the hell up! Her insta story goes viral. Why?
- Because she posted Kevin sprawled out on his back on the rock looking like he got dragged through hell, tagged him, and said “when you get rocked at table rock”. Exy fans lose their shit because as far as they’re concerned this is the first time the perfect Kevin Day has not been perfect
- Jean, whose instagram was made by Jeremy, has never been used and he has 0 posts and follows no one except the official Trojans Exy account, makes its first post. It’s a repost of Allisons story and he says “lol”. This goes viral as well
- Neil makes a post on the official Palmetto Exy account and makes a caption about “loving team bonding🦊🧡🤍” but all of the pictures are kinda blurry and show everyone at their worst. He sets the damn thing to Moonbeam Ice Cream. Jeremy comments “love to see it💪”
- At around 3:00 am Renee texts the groupchat all pissed off that she forgot to flash her boobs at the end of the hike. She has last her streak of doing it the past 4 hikes, and this was supposed to be the 5th
- EVERYONE was in beds or on couches snoozing by 8:30 pm.
- Wymack texted Betsy she might have some last minute and impromptu appointments for the next 2 weeks, and they all might be just different bitching vents about this trip. She enjoys the tea tbh
I also did not make that meteor crap up. Please google “south carolina meteor june 2025”
#I can still taste that fuck ass fart tea#which happens when tea gets old and starts to ferment btw so that restaurant quite literally had a health code violation#also I’m the one that made the nancy mace comment because literally fuck that bitch#idk why this one turned so Nicky heavy😭oops#my friend was also very sad she forgot to do her flashing#like more upset than she probably should’ve been#but what can I say she’s a baddie idk#all for the game#aftg#neil josten#andrew minyard#kevin day#aaron minyard#nicky hemmick#renee walker#allison reynolds#dan wilds#matt boyd#jean moreau#jeremy knox
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catching up w the fontaine story this is kinda crazy
#childe kinda killed my interest in it but like...the storys interesting i really like the twins i like clorinde i like navia i like furina#and i like neuvi i fw him and the whole 'not in my courtroom' thing like im stunned go grandpa beat his ass#i only opened the game back up cause i heard furinas banner was up and tighnari fucked up my pull so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#that fox has pissed me off for the last time ( -_-)#kae.txt#mhy
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I am at war with Sonic the Hedgehog
No, the title is not clickbait. I got a really nice hammock around two months ago and was having a great time using over the summer. It's one of those fancy ones with pillows and drink holders, so you can imagine that I was making great use of it.
Last week, I went to use it in the morning and found that it was covered in blue quills. Before you flame me in the comments, hear me out: I KNOW the city has an unofficial rule stating that you have to let Sonic use your lawn furniture whenever he wants. I KNOW he's saved the world a bunch of times over. Honestly, when I saw all the quills, I wasn't even mad. I pulled them out and carried on with my day.
But then it happened again. And again. And again. Guys, he sleeps on my hammock at least four times a week. I know he doesn't have a house or whatever (does anyone know why he chooses to be homeless???), but why does it have to be MY hammock all the time? It's really pissing me off.
Anyways, I've started to Sonic-proof my hammock, but nothing I've tried is working. I tried taking it down and putting it in my shed overnight, but I found quills in it again the next time I took it out. I think he literally set up the hammock and then put it back in the shed when he was done with it.
That wasn't the only thing I've done. I've left it covered in water (I guess he's only scared of actually drowning because that didn't work), mud and leaves (it came back clean?), and one time even covered it in crumbs so it would get infested with bugs (I think he just ate them). I'm out of ideas and I don't think he plans on stopping anytime soon.
Does anyone have any ideas? I'm going insane. Everything about Dr. Eggman is starting to make sense to me and it's terrifying.
edit: can the mods please tell people to be civil in the comments? edit 2: how is joking about eggman inappropriate? i didnt realize this sub was full of small animals. edit 3: what do you mean his fox friend is a mod here? does he even live here?
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Eyoo may I request kitsune!dazai who has been teasing and has been a brat throughout the whole morning with AMAB reader (with a side of breeding and bondage if you don't mind) (please nini beg you there is sooo little kitsune!dazai posts and he has been living in my head rent free-)
Wait- there are sub kitsune dazai posts?! WHERE WHO WROTE IT I WANNA READ
Anyway
Dom!AMAB!reader x Sub!Kitsune!dazai
Warning: lotta teasing, rubbing dicks together, playing w/ tail, bratty sensitive dazai, breeding kink, bondage using clothes

The sun gently grazed your face as your eyes opened, arms instinctively raised high to stretch your body. You clenched your eyelids shut a last time before opening them completely, taking in your surroundings. It was your treasured bedroom, the place where you could sleep the soundest. Everything seemed normal except for the weight pressing down on your abdomen, and when you looked down, you were met with the sight of a fox tail. A huge, fluffy looking tail that was waving around in front of your face, almost as if it tried to hide something. If you looked past it, you could see the owner of said tail.
A brunette who was sitting onto of you, his back facing your head. He noticed the little movements from you and turned his head over his shoulder, glancing at you with a sly smile. “Good morning, darling. Did I wake you?” Dazai giggled, using his tail to rub you under the chin, then he asked, “Did you dream of anything nice?” You furrowed your brows a little when he teased you, when he stopped, you let out a low chuckle. “Haha, you want something from me? Just say it.” Straight to the point, and you saw through his tricks. Not bad.
He turned around to straddle your groin, arching his back a little to show off his curves. As of now, he wore nothing but a dress shirt, a pretty transparent one at that. “Isnt it too early in the morning to whore around?” You joked, trying to push him off you. But he didn’t bulge, instead he started moving his hips in circles, rubbing against you with his crotch. “Well…” the little fox began, expression changing into a calculated one. In the meantime you only watched him, hands resting on his hips while feeling his movements on you. The repeating moves were starting to yearn a reaction out of you, and you exhaled deeply. After he heard your sigh, he finished his sentence with, “I guess you are right, let’s save this for later!”
As fast as he started provoking you, he also abruptly stopped, trying to get down from your lap. Trying. Since you suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him back, pressing him into the mattress with your knee on his bulge. He was now leaning against the headboard with his legs forced open, shirt barely covering anything. “Tsk. Finish what you started.” You scoffed at him, clicking your tongue. A whine left him when you applied for pressure, and his tail wagged around excitedly. “MHhnnng~ oh? But didn’t you say-” you already knew what he was going to say, you knew him that good. “That was before you caused this mess.”
Reflexively, his eyes wandered lower and saw the ‘mess’ you meant, smirking to himself. This was exactly what he wanted, and you knew. “Isn’t that your problem?” Dazai said mockingly, trying to piss you off again. “If that’s the case, I’m telling you to help me solve this issue.” You answered, to which he replied, “want if I don’t want to?”
You leaned closer to him, until your lips were almost touching the fur on his ears Your hands grabbed his shirt, slowly unbuttoning him. Since you were so close to him, you could see the outlines of his nipples from beneath the dress shirt. While you did all that, you whispered into his ear, “we both know you want it, desperately so.” There was no denying a fact, and you hit the nail with that one. His cheeks flushed and his tail twitched between his legs, seeking more of your attention. He was still leaned up against the headboard, though back arched enough for his tail to fit in between without him sitting on it.
At first he clenched his legs together, as if he was mimicking a shy maiden. His dick was already hard and leaking, all because of the sound of your voice. “Why are you acting shy now, dazai?” You were the one teasing him now. “I’m not shy, I’m just waiting for you to put it in.” He admitted half heartedly, wearing an innocent face now that somehow screamed trouble. “How honest of you. I’ll take it you didn’t lie.” You laughed, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
You were still helping him undress, currently pulling his shirt off. Once you did, you used his shirt to tie his wrists together. He glanced at the makeshift rope, wondering if this would actually work. For now, he kept his hands close to his chest. Afterwards, you grabbed his legs and raised them over your shoulders. Again, forcing him to spread them apart, showing you his fluffy tail and reddened dick. “You look excited.” You commented, caressing his tail which got him whimpering on the spot. Seeing how sensitive he was aroused you as well, so you pulled your own pants down. His eyes followed your every move, and Dazai eventually questioned, “don’t you look excited as well?”
This was like pingpong, how the two of you kept arguing with each other. A game where the hunter and the prey role isn’t mend in stone. “What a talkative and sly fox you are.” He didn’t know if you were insulting him or not, so he let it slide for now. Instead, he praised himself, “I know you love it.” You couldn’t help but smile at his cheeky words, they sure were entertaining. “You certainly ain’t lacking self confidence.” Once again you made a comment where the intention is unclear, but all this talking was making him impatient so he snarled, “aren’t you the talkative one? Why don’t you get on with it already.”
You stared into his clear eyes, wrapping your hand around his and your cock, rubbing them against each other. “Like this?” “Nghh…!” Dazai groaned, gritting his teeth. How mean of you, playing all the dirty tricks at once. “Haah… no, n-not this.” The male said, breaking off the eyes contact and looking to the side. The difference in size made him feel ashamed, he always found it embarrassing that you were bigger than him. Even though you knew this wasn’t what he desired, you didn’t stop. He could already feel your precum sticking to his dick.
Considering he was still shutting his mouth, he must be really humiliated. So you had to push him a little, otherwise this might take ages. “What is it then? You have to tell me, lil’ foxy.” You insisted. The urge to grab his chin and make him face you was there, but you decided to take it slower since it was still morning. A moment of silence broke out, before he mumbled, “fuck me…” Your eyes glimmered a little, and you taunted him again, “a tad louder please?” To be honest you expected him to be embarrassed, but it was the opposite. He uttered loudly, “I want you to fucking breed me, pump me full of your children. I feel lonely without something inside me.”
This time you were the speechless one, stopping mid track as you processed his words. “You want me to get you pregnant?” You asked, not because you were confused, but because you wanted to hear him say it again. “We’d have adorable little fox babies running around then.” Dazai said, wrapping his tied arms around your neck, pulling you closer. You subconsciously let go of your members, and used your arms to pin him to the bed. His eyes were half-lidded, a heavy, pink blush covering his face. Tail running wile as it waited in anticipation, fantasising about you fucking him so good he really gets breed. The brunette shook his hips the best he could in such a position, then muttered, “please fulfil me this wish, please, fill me up darling♡♥︎~?”

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Eltingville Club Head canons!!
Jerry STROKES
1- As much as we (at least I do 💔) wanna believe that he could do no wrong, he definitely has 2 accounts on any social media site. 1 for keeping up his "image" to random people on the internet, and the other for just straight up BULLYING. doxxing, being rude, and spreading fake news and hate
2- CAN'T STOP PICKING. His acne, scabs, his nasty ass sweater he doesn't wash. Poor guy just doesn't know what to do with his hands
3- NO BACKBONE. he definitely is easily persuaded. Either that or he just agrees with everyone else so he doesn't get made fun of more than he already does
4- He's a furry (I think Mr. Dorkin confirmed this like halfway on a random tweet IDK take it with a grain of salt) He just hates on them in public when in reality, he's saving up money to buy fursuit supplies. His fursona would probably be a rat, mouse, cat, fox, or dragon
5- Neurodivergent. Need I say more?
6- Has unnaturally long eye lashes and doesn't get why he gets so many compliments on them. (The only reason any girl would willingly come up to him)
7- Listens to Lemon Demon and forces everyone to listen with him (Josh and Bill secretly like it too (✿❛◡❛))
8- Is totally a poser to impress other people
Jer: "Oh yeah, I LOVE Nirvana. I listen to ALL their songs"
Mya: "Name your favorite"
Jer: "... Smells like.. Teen... Agers? "
Mya: "Don't piss me off."
Pete Ditalini
1- I'm pretty sure the other 3 people in the fandom can agree this guys a GORE WHORE
2- He's in love with Tyler's "Goblin" and "Bastard" Albums. Argue with the wall. (The only other song from any other album he enjoys is Tamale)
3- Loves his women either chubby or toned. Not quite an in between 😽
4- Enjoys women wrestling *COUGH COUGH* RHEA RIPLEY!! THAT WOMAN IS SEXY 💔🤰🏾
5- Accidentally combs his hair back even though he's bald (it's muscle memory for him- epilogue Pete)
6- Smells like cigarettes and blood (Epilogue Pete)
7- Totally enjoys being bossed around by the nearest woman within a 1 million mile radius
8- Tried summoning a succubus once but got caught by his dad
9- Also obviously listens to Deftones (DUH). Thinks he's Chino Moreno 💔. Fav songs are "Korea", " My Own Summer", "Bored", " Knife Prty", and "This Place is Death"
10- 3 DAYS GRACE TOO 😌. Likes "Overrated", " Just Like You" and "Let You Down" (srry I'm NEWGEN ☹️🖕🏾)
11- Has a natural guyliner look to his eyes and everyone thinks he draws it on ☹️
Josh Heavy
1- Cheeto puffs are his go-to snack
2- Has not changed his limited edition Batman underwear since the day he got them
3- Secretly tried giving himself a wolf cut because he thought it'd make him more "Alpha" but he fucked it up, which is why he's always wearing that hairline-receding, Jojo siwa ponytail
4- Eats croutons straight from the bag
5- Stole a shirt from the mall ONE TIME and felt guilty so he turned himself in to the police
6- He tried to make his own cardboard cutout of Superboy but the printer at the library malfunctioned because of all the colored ink he was using so he got banned from there
7- Draws himself with hot babes using art tips he learned from Jerry
8- Also has long ass eyelashes and bats them on purpose
#STOP THE JOSH ERASURE 😭
And last but most certainly least,
William Alan Dickhead
1- Never changes those shitty bed sheets 🖕🏾
2- He makes videos of himself in situations that would never happen (Roleplaying him getting a girlfriend and then he does that little kissing thing with his hands on his own back THAT ONE THING WE ALL DID AS KIDS? someone has to get it 💔)
3- Scratches his balls and gets dirt under his nails from doing so
4- Writes fanfics about him being the best and everyone bows down to him.. Although the art is BUNS
5- Unironically calls himself the alpha 🥀
}Alanpha87: "I'm literally an alpha and all of you are beta male CUCKS who'd wish you could be me. Well news flash, it's not happening. HAH! "
6- Thinks he's Bill Cypher
7- Thinks he's the #1 looksmaxxer and is TOTALLY the best at mewing
8- Secretly listens to Paramore
NOTE: some of these definitely have elements from later times / recent media and I'm here to tell you that nobody cares
NOTE 2: I might just keep updating this instead of making a 2nd post so watch for updates😛😛
#agent00 (✿❛◡❛)
#eltingville club#evan dorkin#josh levy#pete dinunzio#headcanon#william alan dickey#bill dickey#joshua levy#jerry stokes#geraldstokes#jerome stokes#istillthinkhisnameisgeraldwhythehellwoulditbejeromeSOB#n0odlz#the eltingville club
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hi! maybe a little self indulgent but was wondering if you could write a lil drabble of earthrealm gang x yn (fem y/n if possible) but she’s related to shang tsung in some way (idk sister, daughter if u wanna get real silly) and shes just as pretty but just as mean :3c ty!
author note: In some the reader is the sister in others the daughter. Going for hcs for my mental health :)
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Johnny Cage: -He doesn't completely trust you, even if damn, you are hot. -Like he can't resist flirting with you even if it means getting the harshest rejection ever. -At this point, it is a challenge more than anything else. Once one of your failed potions exploded right into his face while he was blabbering one of his cheesy pickup lines. "You are smoking." "Hot?" "No, just smoking." You reply, pinching a strand of hair still on fire, extinguishing it. -You know 99% of boys stop flirting just before getting a date? Johnny's positive mindset won't let him fall for this trap. -Maybe you'll fall for his loserboy behavior…
Kenshi Takahashi: -Mh the ex-yakuza doesn't trust you one bit. Even if you never betrayed them. -It's just that you like lying a bit too much for his liking. -"I'll keep an eye on you." You chuckle "What eye? I don't see any on your face." You shrug his words off. -Nobody has ever been blacklisted this fast in Kenshi's mind. -But for real, he'll keep your every step checked ready to attack at any of your missteps. -"If you like spying on me so much you could take me out on a date so I can answer all your questions." You hear him choking on his saliva before snapping back. "How do you know I'm spying on you?" Your eyes widened getting closer to him "So I was right? You are spying on me? Damn, you must be so down bad for me-" -The idea of falling one of Wu Shi mountains sounds so good now for Kenshi. "Come pick me up at 9 p.m. and take me to a nice place it has been so long since I've eaten something nice." -Seems like Kenshi has a new problem to deal with. -Also because Madame Bo is the only place nearby…
Kung Lao: -He doesn't trust you at all, your mother may have been a nice woman but your father is terrible! And with your sharp words, Lao thinks you have taken his personality too. -"Begone sorcerer! My hat will slice you in two if you take another step closer." "I'm sure my words have done more damage than that stupid hat." -Actually, a friendship will develop thanks to your constant fights, not always won by you. -Raiden better if you stay alert, you have two sly foxes in the temple now
Raiden: -He isn't as wary as the others, after all you haven't done anything wrong. Being born from such an evil guy doesn't make you evil. -But damn, you can be so harsh with him at times. More than once Raiden wanted to remind you that if it wasn't for him you would be homeless and a loser just like your father. -But then Raiden remembers it's actually thanks to Liu Kang if you are there and bites his tongue. -You are also one of the few people able to make Raiden snap! Most monks never saw such fury before he met you. -"You should thank me. Weak minds don't last much in battle." "If you expect me to thank you for pissing me off you'll have to wait your entire lifetime, snotty sorcerer."
Liu Kang: -When he created this new timeline he hoped a sister could tone down Shang Tsung's evil intentions. -But at the end he threw you away, treating you like a stepping stone to the road to achieve his goal. -So Liu Kang took you in. That doesn't mean you will so easily forgive him for his mistake. -Your words slice his heart frequently. Not because you want to cry about your condition, it's mostly your fault after all, but simply because you like to tease that raw nerve that awakens a usually hidden side of him. -"Shut your mouth or I'll seal your lips forever!" "Ohhh-" you coo at his words "But then how I'll latch my lips at your throat? You seemed to like it yesterday." You say, pressing a finger on the spot where the hickey should be, already recovered thanks to his godly nature. -Liu Kang stomps his right foot on the ground before running out from your lab. How he can love you so much and despise you at the same time is something he still has to wrap his head around.
Geras: -A saint. You may tease, joke, just be nasty and Geras will reply with the calmest voice ever. -Liu Kang told him to make you feel at home and Geras takes his job seriously. -You nagged him a lot about the hourglass, making you take a small peak at it but he never let you close. -"You are too serious Geras, loosen up a little." "It's to compensate for your lack of rules." -You still have to warm up to each other…
Bi-Han: -He doesn't like you. AT ALL. -Bi-Han looks at you with a face dripping with scorn. Even if you are taller than him, he'll make you feel like an ant. -If you tease him too much he'll snap back and won't keep himself from hitting you. -But if you stroke his ego, promising him strength and glory… -As your brother told you "If you want men to do what you want stroke their ego and they will be at your feet." -He also did an analogy comparing the ego to a di- Okay I think the point is clear.
Kuai Liang: -He doesn't trust you, but if Liu Kang decided to keep you with them he won't oppose his decision. -Liang will often ask to train with you, mostly to test your skill level and eventually prepare for a future betrayal. -Also your lab will be often spied, checking if your experiments are safe and good for Earthrealm. -Till one day Liang found a small card on your desk "Train better your men, I could tell someone sneaked in the first time. Shirai Ryu won't last long otherwise." -He tightens the grip on the card, rolling it up before throwing it on the ground. -Liang was the only one that has been spying on you…
Tomas Vrbada: -He doesn't trust you immediately but he is one of the few to give you a chance. -Tomas won't be like a dog, following you around and completely trusting you, but he'll be one to bring you a hot beverage in cold winters when you are alone in your lab. -He answers wittily to your words and rarely he gets dejected. -"I suppose you won't survive in the Lin Kueis if you had a weak mind or if you are simply an idiot…" You whisper out, Tomas' ears catching your words anyway. "…You thought I was an idiot?" -You'd like to reply "Why the paste tense? I still do." but you decide to bite your tongue. You don't mind his company after all.
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FoxQuin Week Day 3: Fox is Haunted
Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night!
Back at it again with Day 3! (officially finished Day 6 at 3.8k words, I was POSSESSED I swear!) Anyway!
This one is completely inspired by It Was Only A Matter Of Time by Anon on ao3! (Love it, want to live in it, please it's so good) and is a bit longer than the other two days <3
Once again! Day 3 prompts: Fox/Coruscant is Haunted/"This is my only day off in weeks and you want me to help you commit a crime?"
Please enjoy! <3
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Ever since Fox was a tubie he’s seen things that he shouldn’t have.
From Priest fight circles, to certain trainers sharing bunk with other trainers, to faint blue projections of fallen brothers.
It was the latter that always seemed to get him the most…interesting situations.
They knew things that no living vod did and it was something Fox coveted. The illusive knowledge. The inner workings of what went on behind the b’Kaminiise blank expressions.
It saved Fox a lot as a cadet, save his batchers, saved a lot of vode who might not have made it if it weren’t for his impossible knowledge.
All this to say, Fox was a little pissed that this fun ability of his was coming around to bite him in the shebs on his only day off in the last three months.
Some mir’sheb who went on an on about control chips in brains, the Chancellor being evil, and something about how Fox owed him for killing him.
Fox has never killed a vod so obviously this one was just saying absolutely anything to Fox’s attention. It was only working a little bit. Mostly because Fox’s day off tended to consist of staring at the bottom of Thorn’s bunk until something came to steal his attention.
Normally Quinlan.
Right now, it was this Fives mir’sheb.
“Un-kriffing-believable. I die for the good of vode everywhere and the only one who can see me is my killer and he can’t be assed to do osik besides stare at the bottom of a bunk. I bet he can’t even see me.” The blue Fives grumbled, trying (and failing) to kick at a dirty set of blacks Thire left on the floor like a heathen.
Fox sighed.
Whelp.
No one here to stop him from bad decisions.
“No offense, vod, but I’m pretty sure I’d remember killing a brother, so you’ll need to come up with new material to get my attention.”
Fox only got a moment to enjoy the look of Fives’ flabbers being gasted before his door slammed open with a delighted “Foxy!” echoing in the small space.
Oh good.
Quinlan was here.
In no time at all, the Jedi flopped on top of him and nuzzled into the slight stubble Fox couldn’t be assed to shave this morning, cooing at Fox’s deserved grumbles.
They both knew that Fox loved cuddles more than breathing.
It was the point of it all!
“Hey Foxy, my favorite clone in the history of clones, and my fluffy prickly menace to end all menaces.” Quinlan cooed, laying little kisses on Fox’s jaw and cheeks.
“What do you want, Quinlan? It’s my day off.”
“Oh, I know, baby. I thought we could go on a little date.”
Well that had the possibility of being interesting…
“What kind of date?” Fox was ignoring the spluttering blue vod like his life was in the balance, focusing instead on cool leatheris gloves pushing aside his kute to leave lingering trails like he was being paid to.
Fox pushed into the feeling and hummed as Quinlan started sucking determinedly on the juncture between neck and jaw, biting lightly so Fox could really feel it.
Sensing the mood, Fox let Quinlan do as he pleased, resting his own arms over the Jedi’s broad shoulders and just letting him do what he wanted.
It was better to wait him out at this point.
And the ministrations were delightful anyway.
Quinlan always did have the decency to make waiting a pleasure instead of a chore.
“What the kriff is going on? Commander Fox fucks?”
Fox stifled a laugh by burying his face into Quinlan’s gold adorned locs, smiling at the smell of rich hair oils and the tang of the metal clasps.
“The scrupulous kind of date.” Quinlan kissed both cheeks before leaning back and smiling brilliantly at Fox like he wasn’t just asking him out to do some less than legal activities. “One involving petty terms like accessory and accomplice and other things that may or may not apply to you depending on the courts.”
“This is my only day off in weeks and you want me to help you commit a crime?”
“Baby, I would ask your help to commit a crime any time. It’s just more fun when it’s your day off because you don’t put on your Commander persona and have a better time.” Quinlan pecked him on the lips with a smirk and Fox rolled his entire head at the Kiffar’s attempt to sweet talk him.
“You just get horny when you watch me take down the filth of the lower levels without worrying about not hurting them.” Fox deadpanned, pulling Quinlan closer as he laughed.
“Mmm. Your competence really does get me going, ankai’a.” Quinlan spoke against his lips and Fox groaned at the familiar pet name wiggling in his ears.
“I’m serious. Since when has the Commander of the Guard fucked? What reality am I living in? Is he a kriffing Jedi?!!”
“We might have a tag a long to our crimes, but he can’t say anything to anyone who will punish us.” Fox murmured into Quinlan’s mouth, groaning when his Jedi used the opportunity to swipe his tongue on the back of Fox’s teeth.
“Oh? New ghosty following you around?”
“Mmmm. Says his name is Fives and I killed him.”
Quinlan jerked back and looked at Fox with pupils blown wide.
“He’s a Force Ghost?!”
Fox furrowed his brows and cocked his head against the flat pillow.
“Yes? Did you know him?”
“Was he mentioning something about chips?”
“Yes?”
Quinlan cackled into the small bunk and even Ghost Fives was giving him a concerned stare. Fox wasn’t super worried. That was Quinlan’s “everything is lining up better than I hoped” cackle.
“Good! You can help me pick his brain on our way to our date!” Quinlan pulled Fox out of the bunk before darting to the clothes crate and winging some of Fox’s undercover clothes at him.
“Where are we going?”
“The underbelly of the Rotunda.”
“Why?” Fox shucked his blacks with little care to his voyeurs, slipping into an outfit similar to a senate aide, while pushing Quinlan for a little more information.
“Shaak questioned the Kaminiise about the so-called behavioral chips that they said malfunctioned to explain Fives and Tup, but I asked Obi and he said there was nothing in the contract he got from what’s-his-face about any behavioral chips. So, I’m going digging.”
Quinlan tied his locs up into a neat but lopsided updo, painted his lips a deep Corrie red, and covered his qukuuf with thick face paint.
It was almost as if the Jedi was used to sneaking into the Senate looking like an aide.
Fox nodded along for the most part, using black to paint his lips and varying make up shades to contour his face to look less like a clone.
Fives was watching this all with a dropped jaw and a gaping mouth.
“You’re going to catch flies.” Fox muttered to him, turning to face Quinlan so he could artfully tussle Fox’s hair to look more purposefully done. “Why are we digging in the Senate?”
“Well, the last being to see Fives before he went all aggressive and shit was the Chancellor so-” Fox cut Quinlan off with a deep kiss and a quick goose to his shebs before dancing out of the way of grabby hands.
“Say less, cyare. Any reason to finally get to kill the Chancellor is good enough for me.”
“I knew you’d see it my way!”
Quinlan wrapped an arm around Fox’s waist and strutted out the Command Barracks with a whistle, greeting Guards by name as he led Fox out into the streets of Coruscant.
Fives trailed behind them slowly.
“Seriously. What the fuck?”
#star wars#commander fox#coruscant guard#quinfox#foxquinweek 2025#foxquinweek#foxquinweek2025#foxquin#quinlan vos#quinlan x fox
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Eternally grateful that I grew up WITHOUT ai so that I could, y'know, actually learn how to do shit.
Like- drawing?
Middle school me was on those Naruto art tutorials like no other. I used my good thin tip Prisma markers that my brother stole for me up on shitty Deidara and Urushihara drawings on the back of my English assignments, and pissed off my teachers cause I never paid attention. And now I can draw pretty fucking decently, both in an anime style and a somewhat realistic one.
Writing? Wattpad fanfiction both traumatized me (Citrus Scale will always stay in the back of my mind no matter how much I try to lock it up) and showed me- not exactly how to write but what kind of writing I enjoyed reading and what styles to copy until I formed my own. Like how to break up scenes and how to write dialogue and how to keep a character in character. I couldn't always do that last one well the first time but I learned to recognize when the characters i was writing would never fucking do that.
And now, other than my lack of self discipline, I'm pretty good at writing. At least I know where I struggle. I still need to remember that I don't always have to perfect the first draft and that sometimes first drafts can just be first drafts, but I'm doing well.
So damn grateful that I can write my own fucking essays and draw my own art and use my damn braincells to actually come up with something on my own instead of relying on a fuckass robot to predict pixels based on probability and smash stolen artwork together.
"Not everyone is privileged-" Art was never something being gatekept from you. The tutorials I used in middle school and a million other new ones are perfectly available to you. Poor artists have always found a way. Disabled artists have always found a way. Busy artists have always found a way. Don't type a prompt into a machine and call it "art" like you put an ounce of effort into it.
My cringe ass middle school sketchbooks and half written fanfiction has more value than something you didn't even bother to make yourself.
"I'm not that creative. I can't come up with a story or characters" dawg I was using fucking GACHA LIFE to make character designs! The first one was basic as shit! It was just a ginger fox woman with a black hoodie and ripped jeans on cause that's what I thought was cool! And that was ok, that was just where I was starting! You will grow! You will learn! Just put in some fucking effort and have some damn patience!
"my fandom is small and I want more fic/art to consume" MAKE IT THEN. No one wants something made by a machine. Most people have writing requests! Wait for them to open and request something! Or learn to write it yourself.
There are writing prompts that you can use to practice. No one is expecting you to become Mary Shelly overnight. Use them.
There are hundreds of "Let's make an OC" videos you can use. No one is expecting you to recreate the Mona Lisa next week. Use them.
Actually - here a quick tutorial on fleshing out ideas:
Throw out any fear if being cringe. Today's cringe is tomorrows skill
Start with something or someone small. Let's take, idk, a jacket?
What does the jacket look like? What does it do. In this step it usually helps if you decide on a genre. Is it fantasy? Sci-fi? Let's go with fantasy.
Fantasy jacket. Cool. Does this jacket do anything? Or does it belong to someone? Let's say the jacket itself does something.
The jacket can be cursed or blessed or have some type of spell on it. Maybe whoever wears it can't be hurt.
If whoever wears the jacket can't be hurt, then what happens when you take it off? Does it just remove protection or does all the damage you were supposed to have obtained while wearing it manifest all at once? AKS YOURSELF QUESTIONS!
Think about how it was made. Who made the jacket? Was it always cursed? What kind of world does it belong to that made it's existence necessary in the first place? Was it made as a gift for a prince or by an old mad wizard? Think.
Make a story. Maybe the jacket was intended as a gift and has been passed down a bloodline as a double edged sword; something that let this family win wars and topple nations, but seals their fates if they take it off. Maybe it was something shared among orphans in a slump and protects them. Maybe your story follows the current wearer of the jacket and the consequences it brings. Maybe your story is from the perspective of the jacket itself.
The world is your oyster. Think about something. Expand on it. Then write it. Draw it. Make a comic and post it or keep it tucked away in your notes app.
Don't give up after your first attempts turn out like shit. You're not gonna learn in a day, and there's nothing wrong with that.
Just create something! Go make a friend to bounce ideas off of if you have to!
Here's some art tutorials I like that you can use:
How to draw poses: https://youtu.be/4SHnOJGRmJw?si=cvjNGVt8Xs-YCSsd
How to draw character interaction
https://youtu.be/_XxjaH2dXR4?si=v17DjAeEKNBGxE_i
Drawing perspective:
https://youtu.be/g9ge4XBNRwA?si=QsC4rDfmARVYNVfx
Urban object sketches:
https://youtu.be/SDQEaJY291A?si=ID6jA_NCSMmkhIJe
Urban sketching (buildings more so)
https://youtu.be/yocInfqlYqw?si=krSQyWU8vLonwYL9
Drawing clothes and folds:
https://youtu.be/a1O1OQglA7w?si=oaqUusLMQPauI6ro
Find your art style:
https://youtu.be/hM_Mme3yvss?si=Tpt-ReJ4HMLFHfdH
Colors theory:
https://youtu.be/pAK0cvVQr_4?si=BI_zjp8RwgfIQhsP
There are hundreds of tutorials online. Find them and use them.
#just really hate ai#fuck ai#artificial intelligence#ai art is not art#art tutorial#writing tutorial#learn
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“All for the Game” song recommendations
*I know some of these songs didn’t exist during the timeline of the series, but we are just going to ignore that*
**We’re also going to ignore that some of the songs Andrew wouldn’t ever admit listening to**
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“Can You Feel My Heart” - Bring Me The Horizon
This is the song that made me want to make a playlist for AFTG. I heard it and immediately thought about Andrew and how he would probably listen to it on repeat (which is what I did).
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“Strange Boy” - El Michels Affair
Andrew’s thoughts and feelings about Neil, especially when they first meet.
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“Maniac” - Conan Grey
Andrew and Neil about each other.
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“Go F**K Yourself” - Two Feet
Andrew blasting this in the Maserati when he’s driving alone or in his headphones while training.
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“Say My Name” - Prince of Eden
Andrew playing this with Neil in the front seat while on a midnight drive because Neil was feeling flighty after a rough practice as Captain.
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“Habits (Stay High)” - Our Last Night
Andrew while on his meds and thinking Neil was a hallucination.
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“All I Wanted” - Paramore
Andrew’s thoughts and feelings before Neil decided to stay. He found someone who respected his boundaries and accepted his mental illness but expected Neil to run away or die.
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“Daddy Issues” - The Neighbourhood
Andrew about Neil.
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“Blasphemy” - Bring Me The Horizon
Andrew to the world.
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“Centuries” - Fall Out Boy
The Foxes play this on the speaker when training.
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“Take On The World” - You Me At Six
Neil plays this in the car while driving around with Andrew and Andrew hates it. He added it to his playlist titled “Junkie” as soon as they got home.
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“Demons” - The All-American Rejects
Andrew.
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“i hate u, i love u” - gnash
Andrew Joseph Minyard after he meets Neil Abram Josten and realizes the 5’3” redhead with blue eyes and secrets has captured his attention and there’s nothing he can do about it.
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“Crawling” - LINKIN PARK
Andrew about his forced medication.
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“Back To Me” The All-American Rejects
Andrew to Neil.
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“Somewhere I Belong” LINKIN PARK
Andrew.
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“In The End” - LINKIN PARK
Andrew.
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“Numb” - LINKIN PARK
Andrew.
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“Burn It To The Ground” - Nickelback
Another song The Foxes play during training sessions.
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“Doomed” - Bring Me The Horizon
Andrew.
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“BURN IT DOWN” - LINKIN PARK
The Foxes’ training playlist.
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“Help” - Papa Roach
Andrew.
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“Every Time You Leave” - I Prevail
Andreil.
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“Still Into You” - Paramore
Andrew rage listening to this after Neil pissed him off for doing something unnecessarily stupid to remind himself why he’s dating the menace.
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“THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND” - Bad Omens
Andrew when he realized his attraction to Neil wasn’t going away AND that Neil felt the same way.
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The only thing I'm taking away from all of these new files is that the men of Easy company gossiped like a bunch of highschoolers.
And I love it.
THEY DID. And it doesn't help that Ambrose has an agenda for the interviews which is A)Talk shit about Sobel B)Tell me about Mr. Mysterious Ron Spears and I'll cut you off if you actually liked him C)Was Lewis Nixon always drunk? D) fangirl over Webster and try to get the guy he was interviewing to agree with him.
AND Then there was the reunion where some guys got a 13 chapter preview and others didn't. THEN the reunion when the book came out which is implied to be like a book club gone nuclear. And all the letters to Ambrose apologizing on behalf of their friends which means it got back to Ambrose somehow the boys were pissed.
AND MY FAVORITE BULLSHIT is the ye old screenshot of private conversations circa 1990s which was Ambrose photocopying everything and sending it to Winters and Winters immediately coming out of the unsuspected sender's mailbox with a folding chair to set them straight, with documentation. Dick sent Lip a nasty letter. Hit General Matheson with a frickin 'Maybe you're old and your memory is shit here is the map to refresh your memory' and the poor West Pointer from Fox company who tried to step in and say Henry Jones was super loved by his men when he died and he didn't remember the patrols going like that only to have Dick slap back. It's wild.
I don't know how these guys survived this book.
And Nix IS the smartest man ever for just Noping out of this bullshit. And Sparky is honestly super polite about it even though Dick goes into harassment territory to get him to talk to Ambrose/Show up for the reunion/get interviewed. I honestly think Ron's wife left the phone off the hook when they went to Montana because her husband already had major heart surgery and was talking he was on death's doorstep and talking to Dick more than likely got him riled up and had him popping blood pressure pills like TicTacs.
I do want to go back in time and fight Ambrose on Lipton's lawn. Chalk it up to an affront on my professionalism for how he conducts interviews. Plus how everyone tried to protect Compton, Ambrose even goes in saying 'I'm not sure how I'm going to write this' and then goes about it in the worst possible way so that his mailbox is filled with Letters of 'YOU CAN NOT PUT THIS IN PRINT'.
But up until this time, up until Ambrose stepped in, they were already all creating these different narratives of how things went down. 30 ft away in one foxhole dudes were probably gossiping.
Buck Taylor was the last one I read who sends Dick a letter and the gist of it it "So..I am not dead like the rumors say. I didn't die in a plane crash in the Pacific. I was working for the CIA. I have no idea where anyone got that?" NO IDEA EITHER man.
It's wild. I'm loving it.
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Hi, can you recommend fics with Andreil being discovered by the new foxes?
Here you go! -A
also see:
freshmen react to andreil 1 here, 2 here
freshmen react/pov outsider here
latest foxes react to andreil here
‘Me and You’ series here
‘midnight love,’ ‘flashes of intimacy ch 14 “devotion,”’ ‘Forever Is A Big Word,’ and ‘Master post for Fluent Freshman AU’ here
‘Allison asks how andreil got together’ here
‘AFTG/TFC minifics…Ch 21’ here
‘Teaching a caged bird to fly’ series here (particularly part 4)
you may also like:
Jack & Sheena being assholes here
Neil fights with Jack here
fics featuring the freshmen here
they match by Ani_Rygaard [Rated G, 2869 Words, Complete, 2021]
Baby Fox finding out about Andrew and Neil cause Neil called Andrew babe.
tw: alcohol, tw: homophobia
Never Have I Ever by hismiley16 [Rated T, 4332 Words, Complete, 2023]
The foxes induct the freshman with a post-preseason drinking game. Things get out of hand and Andrew shuts everybody up.
tw: alcohol, tw: homophobia
The Palmetto State Foxes Rules by Overherenow [Not Rated, 1536 Words, Complete, 2018]
A summary of rules for all freshmen for the Palmetto State foxes Exy team. And some upperclassmen who might forget.
The most beautiful thing ever by poly_pr1nce [Rated T, 1055 Words, Complete, 2018, Locked]
Kevin gets sent a clip from the last winter banquet, and when Allison sees it she agrees all the Foxes need to see it, especially the Freshmen/Cubs so they know what to expect when they piss Neil off or say stuff about Andrew
there's no way JOSTEN has a girlfriend by itadoriminyard [Rated G, 3246 Words, Complete, 2021]
“But it has to be her! Neil literally doesn’t spend time with anyone outside of this team. Like at all. Who could he possibly be dating? Someone on the team?” She asked sarcastically. She was met with silence. “Wait… are y’all serious?” Nicky was positively ecstatic at this turn of events. -- [The freshmen are determined to find Neil's secret girlfriend. Neil and Andrew are unwilling to aid their quest.]
The 5 times Neil wore Andrew's jersey and the 1 time Andrew wore Neil's by Hand_of_the_Alex [Rated T, 2489 Words, Complete, 2016]
Neil hadn’t meant to do it the first time, he just saw orange and white and slipped it on for his late night exy practices with Kevin. Kevin didn’t give any reaction further than an eye roll and a scoff before getting back to exy, so Neil finished the practise wearing Andrew’s jersey.
tw: homophobia, tw: nightmares
five times christmas meant something by nomadicdeer (someonestolemycoffee) [Rated G, 2359 Words, Complete, 2017]
Neil Josten asks Andrew if they can celebrate Christmas. He decided he likes Christmas quite a bit.
#fic#neil josten/andrew minyard#neil josten & the foxes#jack#universe: post canon#theme: the foxes#theme: the freshmen#theme: freshmen react#theme: pet names#theme: coming out#theme: drinking games#theme: team bonding#theme: fluff & angst#theme: fluff#theme: pda#theme: clothes sharing#theme: kissing#theme: domesticity#theme: established relationship#tw: alcohol#tw: homophobia#tw: nightmares
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The Fox and the Butterfly
In a version of events where Pirate Fairy ended badly, Hook has nearly overrun Pixie Hollow, and two baking-talents that used to be rivals have hushed conversations at daybreak.
"So, do you hate me or what?"
Ginger's question is so casually spoken Dulcie can't facilitate any other reaction than looking up from the bottom of her tea mug. She's been lost in it a while, looking for hidden patterns, like letters or symbols. Taeri says it's supposed to be an omen, a sign of fortunes to come. Dulcie, who has known about magic and wings of starlight and flying ships all her life, doesn't doubt fate, per say.
She just isn't inclined to know hers.
The sound of Ginger's fingers drumming against the rickety old table snaps her out of her thoughts. Whatever half-coherent form they take. Ginger is leaning precariously backwards, chair tipped over until it balances only on its two legs. One wrong move and she'll go sprawling, Dulcie knows. Just as she knows that she's seen Ginger pull this move off a thousand times, maybe even more, and she's never tipped over.
She blinks, mind still sluggish from another night's total lack of sleep as she processes the question.
"Well, you're not very nice to me." Is what she lands on, voice just a tad too careful, too wary. There doesn't seem to be a reason for it, though, (not this time, at least) because Ginger only hums in the back of her throat and turns back to her nails.
She's painting them a teal blue, left hand steady and unwavering as she applies a second coating of paint with that little brush. None of her strokes ever mess up or stain the table or the skin around her fingers, despite Ginger being right-handed.
Dulcie feels a flash of irritation at it. Part of her wishes Ginger would knock the whole bottle with her elbow and spill the contents all over. Or that she'd slip and leave a stain behind that would soak through the termite-eaten wood of the table before they could clear it. Perhaps Dulcie wouldn't have to constantly question herself as to whether she'd finally cracked, whether her memory was faulty, whether her brain had merely conjured a figment of Ginger to banter with so she wouldn't die of loneliness.
That last thread of thinking is so absurd Dulcie has to fight back an amused snort. Ginger has always made Dulcie feel a lot of things, more than she's comfortable with, fine. But a remedy for loneliness she's never been, not to her, not to anyone.
As previously stated, Ginger isn't very nice.
"You don't want me to be." Ginger speaks up after a while, done with her forefinger and moving onto her pinky. She looks up again, hair that matches her name to perfection tied in a braid that shifts with the movement. "Do you?" she asks after a bit, as though to confirm it.
Dulcie has to think about it, but not for too long.
"I don't think so. No." she replies, eyebrows furrowed. "I don't think I'd trust it. If you suddenly started being nice to me."
"Huh. That's not entirely moronic of you."
"Thank you."
It's rare that Ginger hands out compliments. It's even rarer that Dulcie offers thanks. Silence falls again, and Dulcie busies herself with watching what must be the final rays of moonlight filter through the dusty window, casting shadows on the wooden floorboards. Taeri says the moon doesn't actually produce its own light. That what everyone thinks as moonlight is actually the light of the sun reflected off it. That even though the sun disappears during the day, it cares too much about the people and the animals and the other living things to leave them without a source of light for sometimes up to 12 hours.
Taeri likes to talk about things like they have feelings. All things. Celestial bodies. Oak trees. Music sheets.
Dulcie doesn't often think about the light-talents, but she does know Iridessa would have been pissed at Taeri's theory. Or perhaps she would have secretly loved it and it would have sparked a debate for years to come, the words eventually growing old and familiar on their tongues.
Pixie Hollow fairies never lacked a subject when they wanted to talk. And most of them wanted to talk a lot.
As if reading her thoughts and knowing Dulcie was reminiscing, (what an appalling thought) Ginger spoke up, green eyes not shifting away from her freshly-painted nails, examining them as studiously as Dulcie did her tea dregs.
"I would have been nicer to some of them if I had known they'd die so soon. Fighting is all well and nice, but I would have spent less time doing it if I knew they wouldn't get as long to fight back."
Dulcie couldn't relate to the sentiment, although she supposed it was fair. A bit awful, regretting not being nice enough only because the objects of your ire are dead, but it was rather strange to hear the fairy who'd sided with Hook regret her cruelty.
"Sometimes I tell myself that if I hadn't known they'd die, I would have cared a little less about pleasing them." Dulcie says, dully aware that this is something she hasn't told Taeri. Maybe because Taeri never really met the Dulcie who used to think a fresh batch of honeycomb cakes could solve all troubles and heal all sorrows, who used to bake because she wanted to make the fairies happy, who never even dreamed of leaving Pixie Hollow.
That Dulcie still existed, but in fragments and increments. Now she didn't care about healing her sorrow, only surviving it. She still baked, true to her talent as ever, but for money, not for the sentiment. And Pixie Hollow...
Well, there was no going back, was there?
If Ginger was fazed by the- objectively horrible- statement, she doesn't show it. Then again, Ginger was rarely fazed by anything. Once, another baking-talent in the kitchen had poured double the amount of poppy seeds required into the filling for the poppy puff rolls and sent three sparrowmen to sleep before they realized. Dulcie had almost lost a decade off her life when she saw them snoring, but Ginger had huffed her trademark huff, given her trademark eyeroll, and promptly requested for a leaf-bucket of icy water to douse them in.
Still, something about this line of questioning nagged at Dulcie.
"Is Hook not nice to you?" she asked before she could regret it. It still came alarmingly fast, though. On the list of Topics she and Ginger had mutually, tacitly agreed on skirting around if they wanted this thing to work, Hook was Number One, red underlined.
We don't talk about you joining the evil pirate captain that wrecked our home and destroyed everything we built, and we don't talk about my girlfriend being the ex of one of Hook's most wanted escaped prisoners.
That was the deal. It was a good deal, written in whatever color of paint Ginger selected for her nails that day. There used to be a time they wrote things- mostly recipes, in their case- in blackberry ink, from the bushes near the heart of the Autumn Woods. Dulcie used to fly over them on route home.
"I don't really talk to Hook all that much. He's nice and then he's not." Ginger shrugged using only one shoulder. She blew on her nails a little. A sure sign the conversation was over.
Good. Dulcie didn't know what possessed her to ask. Ginger could handle not nice people. Ginger was a not nice fairy herself. Dulcie's limited time and energy should be devoted to those who really couldn't stand unkindness. Who wilted like trampled daises in the face of it. And there are plenty of those in her life. Dulcie seems to collect them like jars of nuts to use as cake toppings.
"The sun's up." Dulcie darts to her feet, stretching her wings and fighting a wince as pair flares up her spine. Keeping them folded for hours on end is always a regrettable decision, but she has little reason to fly these days.
Ginger nods impassively, freckled face unreadable. Her hair catches the light, shifting between a thousand hues at once, amber and strawberry and hazel. Dulcie knows her locks will turn crimson in the summer. It should wash her out, but it doesn't. It never did. She looks like the dying ember of an old dream from which a new one awaits to spring.
"You should go. There are people missing you."
Those are Ginger's parting words, always, since day one. Dulcie has spent an inordinate amount of time wondering if that's the reason why Ginger decided not to tell Hook about Taeri, about Michael Darling, about Dulcie's role in any of it. Because Hook wouldn't care about a lowly baking-talent causing problems, but he would care a great deal if he thought Taerie would miss Dulcie if Dulcie happened to vanish (snatched, taken). He would care because if Taeri came for Dulcie, Michael might come too. And with him, Michael would bring John, and it was only for John that Wendy would return to Neverland, eyes ablaze and voice raised.
And having Wendy in his clutches again is all that Hook ever wanted. More so than he did revenge. More so than he did Pixie Hollow, or any fairy he ever took.
So, yes, Ginger didn't say anything the first time. Or the second or the third. And despite Ginger's not-niceness, a part of Dulcie hysterically trusts that she'll keep saying just that. To Hook, to Zarina and to everyone else.
A deal is a deal, after all, even written in teal nail polish.
"Be careful. Don't fly too high."
These are Dulcie's own parting words. It used to be a running joke in Pixie Hollow. Fairies always forgot themselves and flew too high playing tag and other games. That made them easier to spot by the ever-looming hawks, even obscured by the clouds. And yet despite the warning, they'd laugh it off and dart impishly away, eager for the next game.
They'd been happy then, hadn't they? Dulcie now knows she was at least. Pity that she only found out after it was all lost.
Ginger's lips quirked upwards, smirk as wry and taunting as ever.
"Alright. Just because you asked."
@neptunesimp, @mk-writes-stuff, @strawberrymira, @dha-haree Not sure this is what you guys had in mind when you gave me prompts, but I still hope you like it, and thank you for your help!
#this was angstier than i thought#but i kind of like it#i might make more of this#tinkerbell#pixie hollow#disney fairies#fairies#pixie hollow fic#secret of the wings#pirate fairy#lost treassure#milarion#clarion x milori#more ships to come#let me know what you think#peter pan#neverland
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I'm typically only a reblogger when it comes to AFTG, but I physically couldn't help it when I stumbled across these shirts. So, here are some funny shirts that the Foxes would wear and why:
Aaron, for obvious reasons. Nicky have it to him and he wears it in secret. It's his comfort pajamas.
Renee gave this to Andrew and he wore it one (1) time and it was at an exy banquet while wild and fervent protests about his past were all over.
Any of them, really, but I imagine a three way tie between Wymack (not paid enough for this), Alison (she gives the vibe), and Dan (when anyone talks to her that she doesn't know)
Matt vibes. Dan defffffffinitely pegs that man. He thanks her.
Andrew. Renee gave him this one, too, but it's a common sight.
Aaron. Maybe Katelyn got this for him as a joke and he wears it as some pathetic, wet cat, Minyard way of processing love. They got engaged the same day. It becomes Aaron's lucky shirt.
This is either Nicky or Allison's. I feel like Nicky would wear it ironically, but it could also be one of those lesbian things for Alison
Aaron. Neil gets it for him and it's how they start to bond.
Kevin, little history bitch
Bee. The team gets it for her for her birthday. She wears it religiously every Friday.
Hear me out: Kevin. It starts as a joke because he's the only single fox (in a world where he and Thea aren't together, I'm not particularly fond of that ship), but then he wears it on a date because he's a dumbass at heart and forgot that the team would totally fuck with his closet and he managed to charm and bag the sexiest, most emotionally intelligent woman ever. They last for two years before Kevin finally realized he's gay, but they stay friends and laugh over everything.
Dan. She gives mad homebody vibes outside of exy.
Neil. Self explanatory.
Matt. He's such a wife guy, and honestly, good for him. I know that I would 100% let Danielle Wilds do whatever the hell she decided was best for me. Oh my shit.
Renee. This was from Andrew, as revenge for the other shirts. She treasures it, but only wears it on his birthday.
Alison and Neil buy it for the twins. I'm a strong advocate for bitchy friends. Love that for them
They only manage to evade death via Neil's survival skills, a pair of strappy heels, a spoon, and a small frog. Don't ask.
Matt and Nicky unironically share this shirt.
It was originally Matt's, but Dan claimed it as hers, and now he just sorts it into her clothes pile when it's his turn.
Wymack. I think Kevin would rather die than get this, so Dan (his adoptive sister), Alison (nosy bitch #1), and Neil (nosy bitch #2) tag team and sign his name for him. He goes on to have a mental breakdown, but he and Wymack get closer. Somehow it's revealed that Nicky wins the bet regarding what's going on between Wymack, Abby, and Bee.
Andrew bought this for Kevin.
Alison and Renee have matching shirts exactly like this. In response, Neil and Andrew have matching shirts that say "I like it bushy" with a cat in a bush. It's the first time the upperclassmen see Andrew smile like that without involving Neil.
This is what inspired this, actually. So, Neil. He'd wear this out and in press conferences just to piss Kevin off. Gives Andrew a heart attack every time he sees it, though he'll never admit it. No one's really sure how or where it came from, there's actually a betting pool regarding this. Alison has money on Andrew buying it. Nicky thinks it was Kevin. Renee even joined in by offering Neil.
(in reality, it was Abby. She thinks shit like this is funny. She's a fox, after all)
#aftg#aftg fandom#neil josten#andrew minyard#aaron minyard#kevin day#nicky hemmick#renee walker#dan wilds#david wymack#matt boyd#alison reynolds#Abby aftg#bee aftg#i'm trying to be funny#i dunno#i tried my best#please talk to me#troll renee walker#unapologetic lesbian alison#seth is still unfortunately dead#but hey so is riko
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Raven!Andrew fic maybe???
Okay, so this (under the cut) is a little snippet of a raven!andrew fic I've started (this is a sample, so idgaf about typos) where Andrew transfers to Edgar Allan.
It starts with Andrew viosting Nathaniel during Autumn break, and he sees the state Nathaniel is in and realises the type of shit that's going on at Evermore is even worse than what Kevin and Nathaniel “I’m fine” Wesninki would admit to, and he's like determined to get Natheniel out of there. But with Nathaniel being the perfect Court’s number three, it’s not so easy.
Andrew transfers to fulfil his promise of keeping Nathaniel safe (I haven't figured out how Andrew and Nathaniel met in this, maybe they were pen-pals when Andrew was in juvie or smth else IDK) and also for a tiny bit for Kevin.
Basically, Andrew made a promise to Nathaniel to protect him from his father and staying at the Nest is not safe (obviously), so he joins to protect him as best he can until they can form a plan to leave. And since Riko has now seen how good a goalie he is and wants him anyway (also because he’s kinda stupid lmfao), he doesn't question Andrew’s sudden decision.
Andrew knows from Nathaniel that Kevin feels guilty about Jean, and since Andrew is with Nathaniel, who is Jean’s partner in the Nest, it works out. It doesn’t hurt that taking the last two members Perfect Court will piss off and humiliate Riko.
(Holy hell, this got long, but please comment + reblog + like if you want me to continue this)
“No? But, Andrew, please. I don’t want to go alone.”
The other Foxes look up as Nicky pursues Andrew into the lounge, then look away again, deciding to politely ignore Nicky’s begging. They’re too tired from practice to deal with this.
“I told you, Nicky. I already have plans.”
Or maybe they do have some energy left, for gossip that is.
“With who?” The ‘You have no one else.’ goes unsaid but not unheard.
Andrew ignores it, “That doesn’t matter.”
“Yes, it does!” Nicky exhales sharply, “Give me a name or I’m going to think you're just blowing me off!”
Andrew shrugs, already walking away, “I am. It’s just a coincidence I have plans.”
Nicky follows him, too upset to care about the knife that would be in his face before he could blink, “Please, Andrew, you know I can’t deal with Dad alone.”
Andrew does’ turn, “And you know how I hate that word.”
“Who's more important than your cousin?”
Andrew scoffs, “For starters, Kevin and Bee, and-”
“Fine.” Nicky storms out.
At length, Aaron says, “That was a dick move, Andrew.”
“Don’t grandstand. You’re thrilled I’m not going.” With that, Andrew is gone.
When an engine roars to life in the car park, Aaron rolls his eyes and smacks his forehead, “Real mature. Can I get a ride with you, Renee?”
She smiles, “Of course.”
-
They find Nicky pacing outside, but he brightens when he sees them, eagerly hopping into the bed of Matt’s truck.
“So you really don’t know who he’s going to see this weekend?”
Nicky shakes his head. “If I did, I’d know who to feel sorry for,” he says bitterly.
Kevin is silent.
–
Tuesday morning rolls in slowly, with fog from an autumn thunderstorm clouding the morning sun.
Aaron is the first to notice his brother’s absence, probably because he’s used to avoiding him like the plague. He wakes up slowly, taking the time to enjoy the Andrew-free dorm until Kevin wakes ten minutes later.
“You’re back? I thought you’d already left?”
“No? I’ve been back since 3:00. Why?” Somehow, Kevin is fully alert, despite having just woken up. A habit formed for survival in The Nest.
Aaron winces. “I thought Andrew was with you. Not that I care where he is, but you do so…”
“No, he’s not here.” And that’s all Kevin offers
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At practice, Wymack questions Kevin on Andrew’s absence, more out of surprise that he’d let himself be left alone than Andrew fucking off out of nowhere, but Kevin says nothing helpful.
“He told me last night he wanted a head start on his plans since he’s driving.”
Wymack sighs, knowing he’ll have to accept that. “Do you at least know when he’ll be back?”
“He promised me next Monday morning.”
A groan, “Alright. Well, get to work.”
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None of the Foxes, save for Kevin and Renee, do much practising. Thanksgiving break starts tomorrow, and they’re all wondering about who their bastard goalkeeper could be spending a week with. Kevin is a beast. If he’s usually strict, he’s a tyrant now. No one calls him on it; they know Andrew’s absence must be weighing on him. They can only imagine what he’ll be like for nearly a week with no class work to distract him.
“Hey!” When Kevin finally grants the team a water break, Aaron jogs over, cheeks red, “Hey, if you can come with Nicky and me on Thursday, if you want?” He pauses, trying to gauge Kevin’s mood. The stern facade makes it nigh impossible sometimes.
“I know Luther and Maria aren’t anyone’s idea of a holiday break, but it’s only a couple of hours, and if it’s just me, they’re going to they’re me pick sides, and I am too fucking tired for that. Nicky is emotional, and my temper is short; it would be, erm, helpful to have a third party there. And, hey, it’s free food.”
Kevin studies Aaron for a moment before nodding, “Sure.”
Aaron can’t make himself quite smile, but without his brother hovering like a guard dog, talking to Kevin isn’t entirely unpleasant. “Thank you. I’ll come with you to the court as much as you want until Andrew gets back.”
At this, Kevin frowns. “You don’t want to do that. I’ll be fine on my own.”
The sudden rebuff after the agreement surprises Aaron a little: “Oh, okay.” He winces when Kevin shouts for everyone to get back to work.
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Kevin mostly leaves the others alone for the second half of practice, drilling hard with Renee. By the end of it, she’s still smiling, but looks like she’s about to collapse.
Dan ushers everyone to the showers, but she, Kevin, Renee and Nicky linger.
“Jeez, Kevi, don’t kill her.” Nicky, a little out of breath himself from Kevin’s maniacal drilling, scolds.
“It’s fine.” She assures.
Nicky raises an eyebrow, “You sure?”
“Yeah.” She smiles gently, offering a thumbs-up.
“She needs to be ready to play whole games,” Kevin says.
“What? Andrew is coming back… right?”
Kevin says nothing but “It’s always good to be prepared.”
“I mean, yeah, I guess. But he’s coming off his meds soon, so it’ll be fine.” Not quite assured, Nicky heads off to the showers, and Dan follows.
When they’re alone, Renee asks, “I don’t need specifics, Kevin, but is he coming back?”
“I didn’t lie to Wymack. What Andrew told me is that he’d be coming back with an extra sub for us, or he’ll be gone for a while. He didn’t say for how long.”
Renee nods. “Then I’ll be ready.”
“I know.”
-
The Upperclassmen mostly forget about Andrew’s absence, enjoying the short break with their families or among themselves, until Monday morning, when they enter the stadium to the sound of an argument. Naturally, they follow the sound, feeling only a bit guilty as tehy press their ears against the door to Wymack’s office.
“I can’t just let you-”
“You aren’t letting me do anything. You have no say in this.” Andrew sounds the same as always.
“Yes, I do! If this is for Kevin’s sake, then he’s safe here, we can protect him right here, you don’t have to-” There’s the sound of papers being shuffled.
“I don’t do anything because I have too. You must have picked up on that by now, no?”
“I did.” Wymack grits out, “However, you are a core member of this team, I won’t let you go without a reason.”
Andrew’s bark of a laugh echoes, “How about this then-”
Kevin pushes the Foxes away and swings the door open just wide enough for him to slip inside. “Let him go.”
Wymack looks up. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised he told you about this. Did you put him up to this?”
“No. But Renee is ready to do whole games. And with Jackie, we still have the numbers we need.” Wymack looks between the two players for a long moment, and Kevin says, “Shouldn’t Andrew get something he wants for once?”
Wymack turns to Andrew, “You want this?”
“It’s what I don’t want. I don’t want to be on a team with my annoying ass brother who hates me and my creepy cousin who fears me. And I’m tired. I’m tired of never getting higher than rock bottom. I’m tired of being considered a monster in a team that has no right to call anyone else a fuck up. Can you blame me for wanting to go where I’m wanted for once? Is it so wrong to want something better?” It’s the first time Andrew has raised his voice, the first time the Foxes have heard him angry over the haze of the drugs.
Wymack has nothing to say, and neither does Kevin. If he didn’t know better, he’d believe every word. It wasn’t even that good of a performance, just that no one knew any different. But the entire speech should’ve been a red flag. Andrew cares barely enough about anything to have opinions like that, and he doesn’t want anything. But they don’t have to know that.
“Well, then, I can’t stop you.” Wymack huffs, resigned. He watches Kevin as Andrew walks out the door. Kevin keeps his head high, his face unreadable.
Then chaos breaks loose.
“What the hell?”
“What the fuck?”
“What was that?”
“Is he leaving?”
“Where is he going?”
Wymack slams a ball to the ground for silence. “Calm down, all of you animals!” He waits until they obey, “Andrew is leaving, yes. Effective today, he’s transferring to Edgar Allan to finish his final two and a half years of university there.”
The effect is immediate: “Wh-what!?” followed by “Why?”
“I’m going to grant you all the grace of ignoring your assessment of my IQ if you think I didn’t know you all were eavesdropping. You all know as much as I do. I’m not sure what prompted that outburst, but it’s true, Coach Moriyama has wanted him for a while now.”
“But he turned him down last year.” Dan points out.
“I know, and I have no idea what prompted him to change his mind, but he signed their contract, there’s nothing I can do now. Trust me, I tried.”
The Foxes believe their coach, of course, they do, so naturally, all eyes fall on Kevin.
“Kevin, did you know about this?” Dan asks.
Before he can form an answer, Aaron is on him. Their height difference feels like nothing now with the triangular glass trophy at his neck. “Did you give him to Riko in exchange for your safety?” He may not adore his brother, but Kevin doing that to anyone isn’t right.
Kevin can’t breathe, the trophy pressing into his throat, and Aaron’s not insignificant weight on his chest, still, he manages to spit and push him off. “Fuck you, Aaron! I thought you thought of me better.” He tries to roll the sensation out of his neck, “I can’t even make him pick up a fucking racquet if he doesn’t want to, you really think I could make him do something like this? And even if I could, you think I’d want Riko to get his hands on something he wants?”
“Then why?” Aaron asks, a little breathless from his uncharacteristic moment of aggression. The fiery ire isn’t entirely spent. “Oh, come on, he must have told you.”
“Does it have something to do with his trip?” Nicky asks what they’re all thinking.
“I- I can’t tell you.”
“Is this part of your deal?” Aaron hasn’t let go of the trophy yet, and his expression makes Kevin almost more wary than he ever was of Andrew.
“Not exactly. I am involved because it’s the Ravens, but this is personal, like Andrew told Coach.”
“What could Andrew possibly have to do with the Ravens if it’s not you?”
“He was in West Virginia, but all he told me was that he’d be coming back with an extra sub for us, and if not, he wouldn’t come back at all this year.”
The corridor is silent as that sinks in.
“Who is this sub?”
“He didn’t say?”
“No.”
“What position?”
Kevin can only shake his head.
“Well, what makes him think he could’ve just taken a Raven anyway? I mean, I know Riko fancies you a little more than everyone else, as often as Ravens ‘disappear’, but with how much of a fight he put up for you, I doubt he’d let anyone else just waltz out either.” Nicky blinks rapidly, but his eyes water anyway.
“You’re right, Nicky and I don’t know what the hell he’s doing. And believe me, he knows what it was like for me there. He knows what’s waiting for him. I don’t know if he thinks he’ll have it easier or something because Riko wants him. I didn’t think he was so arrogant, but believe me, he’s under no delusions about the conditions at Evermore. If he’s doing this, it’s because he wants to, or at least thinks he does.”
#aftg#aftg trilogy#aftg fandom#all for the game#aftg andrew#andrew aftg#aftg andrew minyard#andrew minyard aftg#raven!andrew#raven!andrew minyard#eau ravens#edgar allen ravens#ravens#evermore#the nest#castle evermore#edgar allan university#eau
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i got a ton of asks in my inbox so im just going to put all of them here so i don't spam u guys with it haha
this is really the only guy i use. felt pen on clip studio is excellent for the sketchier style i like! when it comes to coloring i just use a basic solid brush !
i imagine they do, and they each get assigned a baby (tanjiro with giyuu, inosuke with sanemi, and zenitsu with obanai) but it lasts for barely a day. inosuke has no idea what hes doing and obanai cant stand zenitsu
tengens wives find the situation hysterical but they help out however they can. ofc they all fight over tengen. they love helping out with the kiddies but they especially enjoy taking care of the younger ones-- they think mui, mitsuri, and shinobu are adorable! tengen definitely tries to flirt with them but hes a cringe fail ten year old
kanao, aoi, and the butterfly girls all help out as well. kanao and shinobu are typically glued together
shinjuro and senjuro are shocked to see rengoku (and obanai) and while shinjuro is pissed off at first, he can't Not take in his boys. senjuro and little obanai are super similar in nature so
urokodaki, tengen, and nezuko are worried but excited about giyuu's transformation. they're like lets freaking go. good childhood moment
and of course genya thinks the situation is hilarious and hes happy to get to spend time with his brother, although he's VERRRRY awkward. he's a bit avoidant at times but usually gyomei and tanjiro can talk him
aw thank you! to answer your question;; shinobu and gyomei basically spend time with him and are attentive to his wants/needs to help him recognize he does matter. rengoku and the others help with this! essentially love language stuff and affirmations and what not
ill be honest i totally forgot about this. yea! i would say the babies are only put in a very specific area of the manor and they deep clean it constantly. if they have a good amount of sick/wounded i imagine they have gyomei or etc take them in. im not sure! in my mind the hashira all rotate and babysit and etc
this 100% happens. urokodaki learned the news and had never traveled to the headquarters so fast
ohh this is a fun question! truthfully im not sure what the answer to this would be... i appreciate all the questions/ideas/etc!! if anything id love to have more questions about general characterization stuff, since thats my favorite favorite favorite to talk about!!! maybe more questions about like... what their relationships are like, do they have nicknames for each other, that sort of thing... idk! either way im glad people are interested :D
sanemi tries to make them laugh. he remembers his little siblings always cheering up when he would make silly faces and sounds, so he does that here
giyuu awkwardly pats the other baby's back/head and is like "there there" ... he remembers how sabito's hugs would make him feel better so he awkwardly hugs the other. most of the time obanai/sanemi stop crying purely bc they're confused as to why giyuu is hugging them
obanai would usually talk them out of it, but he can't do too much since he's restricted to baby babble. so instead, he will try to find one of their toys and "gift" it to them. ex giyuu was sobbing hysterically until obanai found his fox plushie and gave it to him
awww shucks... stop it u guys.....!
im doing ok!!! hanging in! got 3/13 commissions done so busy busy!
also, for future ref, i prefer being called "bite" !!! i know a lot of people call me ghost, so i just wanted to take a moment to correct that :D
awwwwww this is so sweet!! thank you so much!!!!!!
defintely one of the rodent pokemon. my favorite pokemon changes constantly but im told i have mimikyu / teddiursa / bunneary vibes. i also like espurr. i have no idea UWEIHRWE
i think he would be a little awkward at first but he would get the hang of it. most of what he does is just keep them entertained and make sure they arent sick or hurt. though he eventually builds up the courage to ask if he can feed obanai. from that point on whenever muichiro is babysitting he's the one offering to feed him, though someone else has to make the bottle-- he doesn't know how to do that
this is canon
Hands down, Obanai. Though I also feel really sad for Gyomei and Muichiro, and I think Tengen's story (what we know of it) is pretty sad. I don't like comparing traumas, though! but yeah. obanai is. wow. poor guy
and to those of you sending art requests; i see them, i promise! commissions come first, so they may take time for me to get done!
thank you guys for all the questions! i always love checking my inbox and getting an excuse to talk about things...
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5️⃣ Laughter Is Infectious (The Best Medicine Remix) by moonix (4k)
Five times the Foxes tried to make Andrew laugh, and one time someone succeeded without even trying.
5️⃣ A Charmed Life by KatherineF (6k)
5 times one of the Foxes sees Andrew smile, and the 1 time all of them do. Or, Andrew Minyard is a huge softie for Neil Josten and he can't hide it.
5️⃣ boyfriend privileges by mostly_maudlin (4k)
Andrew knows he treats Neil different. So why is it so bothersome that everyone else seems to know it, too? Five times Neil gets boyfriend privileges, and one time it doesn't piss Andrew off.
5️⃣ It Went Like This by eldrvarya (11k)
5 foxes that worry Andrew isn't good enough for Neil (and find out he is) and one that knew all along.
5️⃣ Not Nothing by TheRainbowElectric (23k)
Five times Neil tells someone that he and Andrew aren’t dating, and one time Andrew uses his words to set the record straight.
5️⃣ louder than bombs (i break) by mitigates (6k)
A 5+1 of Andrew learning Neil’s five spots he liked to be touched in bed and the one spot he needed to be touched outside of bed.
5️⃣ growing pains by nightquills, Ominous (11k)
Stuart knows it’s perfectly normal for teenagers to have crushes. That’s why he’s not surprised in the slightest when Neil starts acting strange; lighter, happier. However, what he doesn’t expect is for the crush to leak into his everyday life—or literally take up residence in his house. Or: five times Stuart knew Neil was hiding a nighttime guest, and one time he actually met him.
5️⃣ 5 times realisation struck Neil & 1 time he acted on it by alex_wh0 (7,5k)
"Neil looked across the room at Andrew and felt a surge of affection so intense that it stuck in his throat. He wondered how someone who had rolled out of bed barely an hour ago could have the audacity to make him feel like this." or Five times Neil Josten had a realisation and one time he did something about it.
5️⃣ Anything But Quiet by lady_flash (16k)
Five times Andrew tries to be quiet, and the one time he lets himself be loud.
5️⃣ You go your way, I'll go your way too by emmerrr (20k)
Neil tries to leave it as long as possible to make his first phone-call to Andrew. He figures the longer he can go without hearing Andrew’s voice, the easier it will be in the long run. He doesn’t quite make it forty-eight hours. (Five times Neil calls Andrew after Andrew has graduated, plus one time Andrew calls Neil)
5️⃣ reckless/i like it by Willow_bird (27k)
One thing didn’t seem to have changed since getting off the drugs. One thing almost seemed to have gotten worse. ”The next time someone comes for you, stand down and let me deal with it. Do you understand?” “If it means losing you, then no.” --- 5 times Andrew realized this something he had for Neil was, well, treacherous + 1 time he admitted (at least to himself) that he liked it
5️⃣ men, abort mission (that is the silver lining in my cloudy disposition) by quensty (2k)
The recorded number of times someone hit on Neil Josten and got nowhere, and the one time Andrew didn't even have to try.
5️⃣ five times. by redblue (4k)
The five times Andrew doesn't say he loves Neil, and the one time he does.
5️⃣ Identity Theft by likearecord (5k)
The Foxes make a bet: will Neil really be able to tell Aaron and Andrew apart if Aaron is deliberately impersonating his twin? Or, Aaron Minyard's adventures in identity theft.
5️⃣ Brother of Mine by Paradoxolotl (12k)
5 times Aaron should have realized Andrew had somebody, and the one time he met him.
5️⃣ Assumptions by Exyissexy25 (22k)
5 times Neil thought that Andrew was pulling away, and 1 time Andrew realized that Neil is an idiot. Features Neil and Andrew learning to communicate.
5️⃣ Just Because I Can by NikNak22 (8k)
Dan and Neil exchange a look. Then Dan sighs, rubbing a hand across her forehead. “Great. Just what we need. A prank war. The last time the team faced one of those, I lost a dealer, a goalie, and someone was nearly blinded.” “All in one day?” Neil quips. AKA: Five times the Foxes were pranked, and the one time the prankster gets their due.
5️⃣ hold on to let go by djhedy, fuzzballsheltiepants, moonix (14k)
Five times Andrew and Neil reunite in the wrong place at the wrong time, and one time everything is just right.
#aftg#aftg ficrec#aftg fanfiction#the foxhole court fanfiction#andreil#andrew/neil#5+1 Things#masterpost#all for the game
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