andrew took neil on a roadtrip over break, they stopped at every tourist attraction they could find along the way (neil had always been curious and andrew didn’t understand the fuss). before they left, neil googled ‘best ice cream in california’ and andrew pretended that the gesture didn’t make his chest warm.
the goal had been to go to the beach before returning home, but neil didn’t feel ready once they got there and that’s okay, they’ll try again, they have the time.
Tag: hc
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
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.
- the way his stupid sparkly blue eyes look when he talks about exy. i have never described anything as sparkly in my entire life.
- his smile. it’s too fucking bright
- i hate his goddamn mouth
- especially when it’s open and words are coming out
- his ass and his thighs are way too unreal, i don’t believe it
- his stupid fucking auburn hair and the way it curls around his goddamn ears. fuck you neil
- that godforsaken orange bandana he always wears to keep it pushed back
- his freckles are annoying and i hate them
- 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
- the fact that he’s three inches taller than me and he has to lean down to kiss me is disgusting
- so is the way he grabs my fucking chin
- 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
- he never says no
- he calls me drew all the time. where did he even get it from. fuck off
- 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
- every time i willingly say the word exy he looks like he wants to make out with me. what is wrong with him.
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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)
neil josten is going to captain the U.S. olympic exy team someday and lead them to win gold because kevin may be the number one striker in the world but neil is still really fucking talented and he is a natural leader. together with their obsessive strategy discussions and andrew in their goal the rest of the world’s teams don’t stand a chance. these boys are going to stand together with gold medals around their necks and andrew is going to let neil sweep him into his arms and kiss him because after everything theyve been through they fucking deserve this
hc that at one point Andrew with his perfect memory looks at Aaron’s organic chemistry and goes “that’s easy” and Aaron stands up and decks him.
i keep thinking about making a ‘my life as a background aglionby student’ post but i’ve got no ideas =_=
This is such a good idea! 😂😂😂
-“I was finally gonna do it, i swear. But fucking Ronan Lynch made it to Adam’s locker before I could slip the note in.”
-Or like, the person who gets to be captain of all of these clubs Gansey quits and their rise to Aglionby power.
-Someone who considers Gansey their arch nemesis but Gansey just believes that they’re solid acquaintances because he’s preoccupied with maybe dying this year ¿?
-All of the people who try to be friends with Adam but Adam ignores them/ is oblivious because he can talk to plants.
-the kid who sees all of the Gangsey’s conversations with Noah but cAn’T SeE NoAH.
-THE KID WHO SITS BEHIND RONAN IN ALL OF HIS CLASSES:
“Fuck where did this man’s hair go?!”
“Holy fuck is that a fucking tattoo?!”
“This kid is turning in a fucking McDonald’s burger wrapper in for his Latin homework what a fucking legend.”
“How fucking big is that tattoo?!”
“Does fucking Lynch have a fucking bird what the fuck why is no one talking about this”
“The fuck? This kid is blatantly copying all of Adam fucking Parrish’s answers. He has not looked away from Parrish’s hands once. It’s fucking obvious. Lynch is such a cheat.”
Headcanon that people start telling the twins apart because Aaron is regular beefy but Andrew is extra beef™
#I need more fanart and edits where Andrew is just a god damn brick#muscles with the consistency of dark German whole-grain bread#shaped like the complete Encyclopedia Britannica in one volume#the dictionary definition of an absolute unit#fantasy painters want to use him as a template for their dwarven warrior king art#looking like a blonde comic-accurate Wolverine
if you’re still looking for headcanons: neil being fucking brilliant with a gun like straight up deadshot
Well it’s canon that Neil and Mary used to sleep back to back with guns under their pillows so I have no issue believing this. But you know what, I’m gonna take this prompt a tiny bit lighter than I usually do.
By which I mean:
Whenever someone ask Neil why he is dating Andrew these are the sarcastic answers he gives, because he doesn’t need to justify his relationship to anyone:
“I always wanted to be the taller one in a relationship.”
“I’m just holding out for when he dies, because then I will inherit all of his knives.”
“Free and limitless supply of cigarettes.”
“He promised to protect me from my serial killer father and the Yakuza. How could I turn that down?”
“Kevin really pissed me off one day. To get back at him I did the one thing that would drive him absolutely crazy, date Andrew.”
“I’m dating Andrew Minyard?”
“One day he asked me for the date in German. Turns out he was asking for a date. I apparently don’t know German as well as I thought I did, and I’m too petty to admit it.”
“I heard he was pre-med. So I decided that if all this Exy stuff falls through I could at least be the trophy husband of a Doctor. Turns out it’s Aaron who is pre-med.”
“I’m really into Maseratis.”
i bet everyone in neil’s spanish class hates him. he always looks so bored, half the time he’s napping and yet he gets some of the highest marks of anyone and they’re all like why are you here if you already know spanish? and neil is just like ‘well i don’t Really know it i haven’t spoken it in years and it was never my strongest language’ and they all stare at him like what the fuck how many languages does this kid speak and why does he know so many if he’s not even interested like here’s this kid who is bored to tears by his english classes, doesn’t give a shit about his spanish classes and yet somehow is multi-lingual with an abnormally high aptitude for picking up languages and all he does is sleep, doodle fox paws or pour over his math homework of all things
Nothing but My Aching Soul 