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The idea of Andrew and Jean actually trying to fight is so funny to me. Andrew is aggressive and fearless, but he’s also like 5'0". Jean could literally just hold him back with one hand on his forehead while Andrew swings at air.
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"That doesn't mean I wouldn't blow you~"
I’m sad that Nicky is half Mexican and he didn’t speak Spanish even a little bit in the books so to make myself feel better I’m declaring Nicky speaks Spanish. You can’t even tell me he doesn’t cause his mom is straight up from Mexico. (I have more to this but that’s for another post [mostly hc’s about Nicky and Maria’s relationship before all the shittiness that is the camp]) Also, considering I’ve read fics (and I can’t remember if it was in the books) where Neil was taking Spanish classes so they speak Spanish to each other. Both as a way for Neil to practice and because it’s something they can share together and bond over even more. The twinyards + Nicky and Neil share German 🇩🇪 Kevin and Neil have French 🇫🇷 Neil and Andrew have Russian 🇷🇺 And Nicky and Neil have Spanish 🇲🇽
Aaron Minyard: Pop Quiz Edition
Was the first high a mistake or the first time he ever felt like he wasn’t suffocating? Was the addiction the disease or the symptom? What kind of brother builds walls, then blames the other for not climbing over them? What if Katelyn only loves him because she never saw his shadows?
Is his indifference a defense or just cowardice in better clothes? Why is Andrew always the twin with depth and Aaron just the one with resentment? If they share a face, why does only one of them get to be unforgettable? Is he loved or is he tolerated for the sake of peace? When people say “Minyard,” why does Aaron never get to assume they mean him? What if he doesn’t hate Neil for being damaged but for being loved despite it?
Did Tilda ever look at Aaron and see him or was he just the reminder that she failed twice? What’s worse— that Andrew needs no one, or that Aaron still desperately does? Will he ever be more than Andrew Minyard’s less interesting half? What if every step toward “success” is just a performance to hide the fact that he feels nothing worth celebrating? Why is he such a little bitch?
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Jean | Neil | Nathan | Riko
Friendly reminder that I love Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten with all my heart ❤️ 🦊❤️🦊
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Okay but There for You by Martin Garrix and Troye Sivan is an Andreil song and you can fight me on that
When will everyone start making posts and edits with all 5 of the perfect court? Cause like noah fence but Andrew was supposed to be part of that too and if you don’t think so you can fight me. It was literally supposed to be: 1. Riko 2. Kevin 3. Neil 4. Jean 5. Andrew Obvs in the book Neil is 4 cause Riko got his hands on him after Jean came but if his mom hadn’t run Neil would have been 3. Anyway, my point is Andrew was supposed to be in the perfect court.
Tbh this is mostly self serving because it's my fave genre but Andrew listens to EDM. Like a lot. It's his go to music. It's not that he necessarily likes it but it's wordless most of the time. Wordless music he can drown in. Music that doesn't make him feel. Turn it up loud enough with good speakers and it'll drown out everything. Including the feeling of the world and his thoughts. All he feels is the bass and all that he can think about is the beat throbbing at the back of his head, the hairs on his arms, the back of his throat. Heart beating along. No words to express feeling. No words to make him think. No words, just noise. Music he can lose himself to without losing himself. Music that brings him down to the real world but takes him up when he doesn't want to be here. No need to think or feel anything but the beat.
