Tag: andreil

nickyklose:

Few things in the world mess me up like andrew and neil subtly checking up on each other:

Looks across the room

Lingering back to make sure they’re not needed

Tugging up the side of e/o’s shirts to check on a fading bruise

wordlessly leaving for drives at 3 am bc neil had a nightmare

Calling each other out on their shit in very obvious ways bc they understand that the topic needs to be addressed and that there won’t be mistaken malicious intent behind the words

Being stable weights for each other whether in burning cigarettes, or hands hooked into collars and twisting in hair, or fingers laced and resting on concrete and laps, or legs and hips pressing on a couch, or arms brushing and steady, even breathing in a bed

a page out of andrew minyard’s diary

henriettafoxes:

may 1, 2008

dear diary, 

neil is the worst fucking thing to ever happen to me. here’s a list of things i hate about him and reasons why he’s the worst. 

  1. the way his stupid sparkly blue eyes look when he talks about exy. i have never described anything as sparkly in my entire life.
  2. his smile. it’s too fucking bright
  3. i hate his goddamn mouth 
  4. especially when it’s open and words are coming out
  5. his ass and his thighs are way too unreal, i don’t believe it
  6. his stupid fucking auburn hair and the way it curls around his goddamn ears. fuck you neil
  7. that godforsaken orange bandana he always wears to keep it pushed back
  8. his freckles are annoying and i hate them 
  9. he sometimes has a british accent and he sounds pretentious as fuck and not attractive at all, i have to kiss him just to shut him up
  10. the fact that he’s three inches taller than me and he has to lean down to kiss me is disgusting 
  11. so is the way he grabs my fucking chin
  12. i fucking hate that orange is his favorite color and i will kill him in his sleep when he’s wearing his dumb orange pajamas
  13. he never says no
  14. he calls me drew all the time. where did he even get it from. fuck off
  15. he won’t stop antagonizing people on live tv and it will get him killed someday and i’ll have to kill whoever’s killing him, the thought alone is exhausting
  16. every time i willingly say the word exy he looks like he wants to make out with me. what is wrong with him.
  17. he wakes me up every time he goes for a run at the asscrack of dawn and he kisses my forehead when i tell him to fuck off and i want to punch him
  18. every time i stop a goal during a game he gives me this motherfucking look and if he doesn’t stop i will gut him
  19. he doesn’t like ice cream but he buys it all the time and our freezer is stocked with it. i don’t know what kind of game he thinks he’s playing but he can stop right now
  20. his goddamn fucking neck fetish.

neil abram josten is a jackass and he has ruined my life and i’m stuck with him forever now because apparently i was cursed by some unknown entity. anyway i have to go because he just came home from class and the demon in control of my body says i have to go kiss him. i hate my life.

(inspired by this post. thanks to @dancyon @rians–world and @steampunkburie for your contributions!! love y’all)

evil-diabolical-oops:

Andrew’s Foolproof Method for Shutting Neil Up

  • FIRST SUCCESSFUL ATTEMPT:
    “Nine percent of the time I don’t want to kill you. I always hate you.”
    “Every time you say that I believe you a little less.”
    “No one asked you.” With that, Andrew caught Neil’s face in his hands and leaned in.
  • SECOND SUCCESSFUL ATTEMPT:
    “That’s a first,” Neil said. “Do I get a prize for shutting you up?”
    “A quick death,” Andrew said. “I’ve already decided where to hide your body.”
    “Six feet under?” Neil guessed.
    “Stop talking,” Andrew said, and kissed him.

  • THIRD SUCCESSFUL ATTEMPT:
    “The only one I’m interested in is you.”
    “Don’t say stupid things.”
    “Stop me,” Neil returned. He buried his hands in Andrew’s hair and tugged him in for a kiss. 

  • FOURTH SUCCESSFUL ATTEMPT:
    Neil still felt like he was falling. He did fall afterward, albeit in a controlled slide down the wall, gasping for breath and dizzy with burnt-out need.
    “Do you want—” he started, voice ragged.
    Andrew kissed him to shut him up.

  • FIFTH SUCCESSFUL ATTEMPT:
    “I’ll get bored of you eventually.”
    “You sure?” Neil asked. “Rumor has it I’m pretty interesting.”
    “Don’t believe everything you hear.”
    Neil ignored that dismissal because Andrew was already pulling him down again. They kissed until Neil felt dizzy…

  • SIXTH SUCCESSFUL ATTEMPT:
    “I won’t be like them,” Neil said. “I won’t let you let me be.”
    “One hundred and one,” Andrew said, “going on one hundred and two.”
    “You’re a terrible liar,” Neil said, and Andrew kissed him into silence.

Positive reinforcement means Neil is going to end up running his mouth. A lot. Clever, Andrew.

Lucky Neil.