if it means losing you, then no

• it all starts w a bet, as it always does when it comes to that family of morons

• allison says something about how she never saw andrew and neil showing affection towards each other and nicky and matt go ABSOLUTELY BANANAS when they hear that because neil is all over andrew all the time and andrew absolutely loves to be close to neil and HOW DO PEOPLE NOT SEE IT?

• and allison is like nah-uh, they are too private for pda and tells nicky and matt that she’ll give 100 bucks to any of them who gets her any proof of andrew and neil being touchy or soft or anything of the sort

• matt goes all giddy and nicky fucking puts his stalker goggles on (aaron wants to die and kevin wants to kill everyone)

• then it begins

• allison gets a text from nicky 20 minutes later w a picture of andrew and neil standing in front of café in the middle of campus, talking close to each other. neil’s pinky is linked to andrew’s, and andrew has a hand tucking a strand of auburn hair behind neil’s ear.

• the next day matt sends her a voice memo of andrew and neil speaking to each other in russian and a caption: ‘i put it on google translator!! they were planning a date :O”

• when she’s lying in bed with renee talking about how they ripped 200 bucks off of her in less than 24 hours, renee just laughs quietly and brushes her nose against her girlfriend’s “babe, you can be very oblivious when you want to. don’t tell anyone this, but neil’s phone password is andrew’s birthday. i saw him typing it in the other day. he’s very sweet”

• 2 hours later she gets a video from aaron w the description “you are fucked and owe me 100 bucks”. she plays the video and it’s literally andrew helping neil with his weight training at the gym, and they are talking and neil is laughing wildly at andrew for some reason she can’t discern

• the next day, renee texts: ‘sparring today :). he’s lucky he has such a thoughtful nurse’ and a picture of andrew drenched in sweat with a very concerned neil examining his bloody knuckles. 12s later renee sends a selfie smiling contently without a single bruise on her face (yes, allison is in love w a woman who can kick her ass)

• kevin sends her a video of  andrew helping neil strap on his exy gear before a midnight practice drill

• dan tells allison about neil asking her for milk one morning while wearing andrew’s jersey and acidentally calling andrew ‘drew’ in front of her

anon ur so fuckng valid

139% but in color

And like, yeah, he was worried about getting back to his old self and practicing as much as he could and frustrated with himself and his team’s performance and he was super disciplined.

But Kevin Day also regularly got into fist fights with Seth on the court. He was a violent physically fight your own team instead of actually practicing or playing disaster just like the rest of the Foxes. He fit in as a Fox so much better and faster than anyone would have expected.

My girls at exy practice 💕💕💕

but for two people who never imagined living beyond their mid-twenties (or less) let alone finding someone to share their life with, who never got to experience family in the way they should have growing up, who’ve learned trust and intimacy in stops and starts and found something within each other that neither of them ever imagined they’d have, i sort of think that the main reason they’d get married is simply because they love each other, and because they want to.

i’m not saying they’d be flashy about it or anything, but considering one of them has grown up being moved from foster home to foster home, and another has spent so long on the run looking over his shoulder, i think they’d want to make the home they’ve found in each other as official as possible.

10. ‘You nearly died’ kiss

hey fun fact this gave me an excuse to write something i’ve been looking for an excuse to write for ages (the riot scene from a renison pov)

tw for semi-graphic violence/fighting

Stepping out of the Binghamton stadium, Allison figured a chainsaw would’ve been required to cut through the tension in the air, but it was still a shock how quickly shit completely hit the fan.

The crowds were an angry ocean, swelling and churning with anticipation and energy, slurs and heated words being tossed around like flotsam and jetsam. She figured it was only a matter of time before someone started throwing punches, but Allison at least hoped the team would manage to make it to the bus and get out of dodge before that happened. 

Her heart was in her throat, her pulse thrumming so loudly she swore she could hear it over the sounds of the angry crowd. She held her head high as she walked, set her face in an indifferent scowl, knuckles going white around the strap of the bag on her shoulder; if she showed any fear it would be like an invitation for the waves of anger to break all over her.

The forty-foot walk felt like a mile, but Allison could see the horribly fluorescent paint of the Foxes’ bus. A fraction of the tension in her shoulders started to ease, and then — and then everything was chaos.

Andrew does all the reading for his essays the day they are assigned, and writes and prints them 5 minutes before leaving for class the day they are due.

Manic-Andrew gives more life to his presentations, but also scares the shit out of his group members, so he usually ends of sitting in the back, controlling the power point and grinning like an axe murderer.