Kota. ♡

Andreil slow dancing in the kitchen late at night except they’re literally just holding each other and swaying, Neil’s hands up where Andrew has placed them on his shoulders; Andrew’s hands lightly petting along Neil’s sides. Zero moving of their feet; just two guys who never expected to find love holding that very thing close.

when someone comes too close while Jeremy is sitting on Jean’s lap, the Frenchman rests his chin lightly on Jeremy’s shoulder, his hand tightening around Jeremy’s waist—a silent warning: to Jeremy, that he’s not going anywhere; to anyone else, that he’s not going anywhere.

No thoughts just Kevin Day wearing a lace lingerie set under his Exy uniform in the fav color of whichever one of his boyfriends he plans on letting get some that night xoxo

it's so funny when u remember the monsters were going to the gay club every damn weekend. they were straight up regulars. at the gay club. a whole town over. they never once gave a fuck abt the mafia. they had a booth and a 'complicated handshake' with the bouncers and got free drinks from the bartender. no wonder the upperclassmen hated them so much. kevin wdym ur in practice yelling at everyone to push their bodies harder and berating anyone who so much as looks at processed food but last night you were doing bumps of powder poppers and got so drunk that you blacked out. like oh ok aaron you're so broody and uncooperative but u were screaming the lyrics to Crazy in Love on the dance floor last night. cool cool. at least nicky was consistent. getting piss drunk is one of the highest forms of social bonding so u just know those 3 were having drunk convos every week being like *aaron voice* You Guys are Actually My Best Friends. No no listen seriously stop laughing i feel amazing right now i love you guys soo much please be the groomsmen at my wedding oh my god this song is amazing let's dance. then they would wake up the next morning hungover as fck thinking god i hate those guys. never again. rinse and repeat every friday. such is life

jeaneil is literally so fun because you can always make them worse

"kevin doesn't dance anymore" implies the existence of a past, kevin dance pants, who still haunts me to this day

IN AN ALTERNATE TIMELINE JEREMY AND ANDREW FUCKED

Best sex position is guy who’s not there but is fundamental to everything

Kevin day

Andreil most def had to install baby locks within just a few months of having the cats bcs Sir and King kept opening the kitchen cabinets, pulling out whatever they wanted to either tear up or to play with. And of course one (if not both) of the cats sat there and WATCHED Andrew put them on (Neil was mostly for emotional support) and being the clever little boys they are, of course it was only a matter of time before Sir and King were trying to open the cabinets in a way that would avoid said baby locks because they still wanted in (their efforts were fruitless but they were very cute in their attempts, so much so that Neil actually cracked NUMEROUS smiles and had several bouts of genuine laughter as he would tell Andrew “They sure are smart, huh?” Meanwhile Andrew is just shaking his head as Sir slides his paw thru the tiny gap allowed in one of the cabinet doors, trying to wrestle out the same loaf of bread he’s been after for days. “They are something,” he says and doesn’t go onto elaborate, save for telling Neil: “Pains in my ass. Oh look, just like you.”