God I Feel So Stupid. I Just Realized:

Love that after all the Ravens being institutionalized and dying Jeremy checks in on Kevin with very valid concern and Kevin’s like,,, I’m playing Exy five hours a night, we have three out of the five perfect court here, and Neil and Andrew finally fucking nasty and leaving me alone, things are great 👍

neil accidentally sits closer to andrew than he meant to. he tries to move to create some distance again, respecting his personal space, but as soon as he does, andrew subtly shifts his body over and presses their legs against each other. andrew isn’t looking at him, he keeps his bored stare on the t.v, and responds a simple “cold.”

neil didn’t leave that spot for hours.

brat summer is over, let witch bitch autumn begin

I genuinely love Neil's "I'm fine" bit so much because in his fucked up mind, he actually is fine. To him, a broken nose or smth is miles better than having to jump out of a moving car because the alternative is getting killed. And it takes so long for him to realise that even the Foxes don't have that kind of filter.

Aaron looked at Andrew, who was staring, unseeing, at their shared birthday cake with a party horn in his mouth. The Foxes (mostly Nicky) were enthusiastically singing Happy Birthday around them, and Aaron hadn’t said a word to Andrew all evening. Perhaps the fact that no one would hear them gave Aaron the courage to say something he’d been thinking to the entire party. “Happy Birthday, Andrew,” he whispered. What it really meant was I care about you. You’re important to me. Andrew turned his blank stare on him, and then proceeded to blow his party horn in Aaron’s face. I care about you too.

still to this day thinking about neil, who had to be forgettable to survive, and andrew, with a photographic memory

i found this and brb im crying again

art by @eeriethacus

I just started rereading All for the game and I started to wonder what coach Hernandez would think of Neil vs the media or his reaction to what the news said about Baltimore

Like imagine what he must be thinking after a year of knowing this kid who move under the radar and all of a sudden he’s running his mouth off in front of the press and has public beef with Riko.

THEN imagine how he would react to finding out about Neil’s family. Like how would he feel????

Idk I think this could be really funny and maybe even a little sad but somebody plz recommend fic with something similar

I fucking- I can't find it right now, but whichever one of you motherfuckers said Andrew's 'lack of control' was actually just intentionally calculated releases of pressure, that he was always in control when he lashed out because he lashed out in very specific and measured degrees - every single 'too far' was always 'just enough', its just no one else saw the raging volcanic inferno brewing just beneath the floorboards cus they were too distracted by how ear piercing the sound of the tea kettle going off was-

You're so sexy and I love you, but I wanna respond to you in spirit cus I can't find your post babes

We love 'biblically accurate' and 'devil's sacrament' as religious phrases yea? Well, my favorite (aside from 'heated fellowship', a black christian euphemism for fucking nasty) happens to be to 'know' or more specifically to 'know biblically', another word/phrase for fucking someone nasty.

stay with me this is going somewhere i promise pack a bag if you must

The interpretation I was raised with was that sexual intimacy was so vulnerable and exposing of one's most inner authenticity (that which apparently only God had such access to) that sex could make someone Know and See you the way Christ did (yadda yadda, "only fuck other Christians cus they'll be saved and sanctified enough to honor that blessing", yadda yadda) ANYWAY

THE POINT IS

You ever have someone in your life who just,,, saw you? Like, they could take one look at you and just Intuit Through The Vibes that something was up? Like they could just feel your energy and knew what to do or say or whatever? The kind of person who could walk into a room where you're minding your own business, doing something mundane, and they take one cursory scan of your posture and immediately ask "What's wrong?" like,,, what??? why do you ask??? what do you mean 'you can tell', I'm not fucking doing anything???

The kind of being seen for who you are that just leaves you feeling kinda exposed and tender? The kind of thing that leaves you bereft and yearning if you've never experienced it before (or had but lost it) because it feels like everyone only likes different mirages of you?

Andrew and Neil are so Relationship Of All Time because they seemed to See and Know each other like that even before they started locking lips on rooftops.

When Neil said "I want to see you lose control", i'm imagining Andrew probably felt so naked and flayed because everyone assumed he was perpetually losing his grip. On his anger, on his sanity, on reality, on his control. But like,,, Op's Spirit Of Post Long Lost, you were so fucking right. Every bit of Andrew's behavior was carefully calculated and intentionally released packages of what was his True Inner Turbulence that he would never dare release out into the open because that's not a target he's willing to give anyone a chance at aiming for.

Out of control? Andrew hasn't been that since he was probably a tween.

But Neil had never been fooled. From cigarettes and airport pickups to cigarettes and rooftop altercations, not once had he fallen for the mirage.

Without ever having needed to touch him in that way, Neil Knew Andrew. Biblically.

And that's why Andrew simply had to engage him in heated fellowship.

I think it's my civic duty as a member of the aftg fandom to remind you all that before getting his first paycheck, Neil canonically donates the rest of his life-on-the-run money to a safehouse for homeless youth in Baltimore