We’re still growing

broship-addict: Literally 4000 words of self-indulgent fluff about athletes bonding and Nicky getting better. Nicky<>Neil, Andrew<3Neil ao3 It’s the summer break after winning championships and Nicky thinks that Neil’s due for another shopping trip.  Preferably one that involves nicer and flashier clothes, since Neil doesn’t have to run and hide and, honestly, he’s way too…

the-shadow-of-stars: Paths taken and not.  Aaron Minyard.  Sometimes he wishes he never sent that letter. Sometimes he wishes he never heard the conversation between the officer and his mother. Sometimes he wishes the officer never saw him. Sometimes he wishes for his brother to love him. But most times he wishes his twin was there…

So like Andrew and Neil get onto the same exy team what would their random ass teammates make of them like how they act together etc etc??????

ravencourtmemories: It wasn’t that the team didn’t like Neill, it was just that he gave off the same vibe that Andrew first had when he joined them. They had that way of making the hair stand up on the back of your neck, a metaphorical sign blazing above their heads saying ‘caution: danger’.  In Andrew’s…

I had a terrible thought, what if while they’re on separate teams, Andrew kind of hooks up w someone else?! Would he feel guilty? Would Neil be upset ?!!

dysfunctional-college-roommates: All right, well my first thought was that Andrew wouldn’t hook up with someone else – he’s too devoted stuck with Neil to seriously look at anyone else that way, and he has a whole host of trust issues that would make it hard besides. But, okay, I’m going to give a try at…

Okay so I was listening to war of hearts by Ruelle, like really listening to it and all I could think of was Andreil. Think you could do anything with that?

philosophium: lmaoooo this got so long holy shit the song is here for anyone who wants to listen! Andrew lays awake staring at the bottom of Aaron’s bunk. It’s well after two in the morning, and Andrew is crashing after not having the medication in his system for so long, but he can’t stop thinking.…

Neil and Andrew at Aaron’s trial – if you’re still taking prompts. Thanks!

philosophium: Neil hates trials; they are public and quiet and straightforward. It is a place of no emotions and just solid facts. But is it even possible to separate one from the other? Aaron is sitting next to his lawyer, and from where Neil sits – though he can only see the back of Aaron’s…

Ooh I have a prompt: Neil high on painkillers for some reason and he just won’t shut up about how amazing Andrew is to the utter delight of the foxes and Andrews like ffs but secretly likes it???

philosophium: Andrew thinks he could get drunk on Neil’s laugh.  The whole team is situated in the small hospital room, the new Foxes hanging in the back, knowing that the older Foxes want to be close to their injured friend. Neil has been awake for almost five minutes now, and he is so fucking high…

the-shadow-of-stars: Okay so @thepackwantsthed posted this  and @philosophium filled it here but I hope they don’t mind another fill. (even though it is a very different approach than @philosophium‘s. (sorry for how short it is.) —————————————- Andrew loves Neil. Andrew loves Neil. Andrew loves Neil. ____________________________ Does Andrew love you? You think about that often, most the…

Could you write an aftg fic where Neil runs after the FBI was done with him and Andrew has to get him back?

ravenvsfox: You bet your bippy I can, thanks for the prompt :)) He should’ve recognized the look on his face right away. He should’ve seen his eyes darting, frantic, and then shuttering, something slithering back under an imperfect surface. Neil’s never been as good a liar as he thinks he is. Or maybe it’s just…

Something to Get Up For

ravenvsfox: Summary: The panicked, heart racing moments following Neil’s abduction to Baltimore, as told by a deteriorating Andrew. (Neil/Andrew) Word Count: 3.3k Warnings: swearing! mentions of abuse! scars! like. it’s tfc honestly >_> A/N: I know this has been beautifully fleshed out before, but I couldn’t get it out of my head, and I am…