Andrew In Tgr Is Like: Gaydar X1000, Silently Clocking Jeremy And Telling Renee About It. Witness In

jeremy really was like "I hate both of my last names :) can we give our dog yours" and jean caved in like zero seconds. loser didn't stand a chance.

Or you’re a dog and I’m your man

jeremy-neil mutual dislike (or at least mistrust) makes even MORE sense after tgr because they are both liars. neil josten was a carefully constructed persona who slowly became real; jeremy knox was a real boy who crafted himself into a persona. neil has spent his life running and clings to the first home he finds; jeremy has spent his life trapped and is not allowed to stay in the place that feels like home to him. neil has always been ready to run; jeremy has always stayed. neil’s smiles come out sharp and dangerous, they are always honest and rarely purposeful, but when they are he knows the effect they have on people; jeremy’s smiles are often calculated, they are a bit too big to be believably sincere if you know him, and they are bright and shining and so tired. neil knew there was a price on his head if he resisted and refused to give in, jeremy is self-destructive because there is a weight on his shoulders. i think they recognize pieces of themselves in each other and immediately feel unable to trust that (especially when it comes to something they care about as much as jean’s healing).

This is less than a page apart he’s literally so ridiculous

tired from canucks hockey so more injured boys

Here he is ;))) #

:P

Andrew is proof that Nora Sakavic is a brilliant writer

I will probably make more posts about this because it is something I feel so strongly about. I have seen SO many people wishing we'd had Andrew's POV but I am so glad we didn't. As a writer, I am ashamed at how long it took me to understand the GENIUS of Andrew's character. When writing a story, there are precisely THREE ways to relay what your characters are thinking and feeling to the reader: 1. Dialogue 2. Internal Monologue 3. Descriptions of Expression/Body Language And you need to do all three really well to make it real, natural, and believable. You have to trust your reader to understand what you're trying to say without outright saying it. This task is made all the more difficult when you don't have #2, the internal monologue. Secondary characters are ONLY understood through what they say and what emotions they show on their face and in their body language. To write a character that BARELY speaks and is INFAMOUS for having an expressionless face is the greatest show of RESTRAINT I have ever seen in a writer and it worked SO beautifully. The number of times we desperately want to know what Andrew is thinking and feeling and I BET Sakavic was twice as desperate to show us, to tell us straight out "ANDREW IS INFATUATED!" But she didn't. She stuck so perfectly to Andrew's character and GAVE US NOTHING and TRUSTED us to read between the lines to find truth. That's not even to mention the entire time Andrew was on his meds. As a writer, we want nothing more than for our readers to KNOW our characters the way we do. I can only imagine how infuriating (but also delightfully challenging) it was for Sakavic to write Andrew knowing most of what he was doing and saying was because of the meds and his promises. I could scream this from the rooftops. Sakavic deserves so much praise for this alone. I won't EVEN get into Neil's character and the relationship dynamics between every single character and every other character too. Andrew is literary genius, imo.

genuinely the most heartbreaking part in aftg like out of the whole series is at the end of the kings men when neil snaps and starts begging for his life

like his “please, just let me go, just let me go i’m not—” LIKE UGHHHH

to me it really emphasizes just how young he is…like he’s literally only 19 he’s a teenager!!! begging for his life!!!! (after trying so hard to save face in front of lola in the car it didn’t even matter in the end bc fuck i’m about to die)

and also just the parallel with andrew and his hatred in the word, that he also said please and it didn’t work

(and the fact that he probably also came to a point where he knew it wouldn’t work but he had to try and beg anyways bc there’s no way out he has no other options he has nothing to gain but nothing to lose either just please let me go—)

jean and his vegetables😔