Okay, I had to share this. This is very short but it’s incredibly adorable and I couldn’t stop smiling and laughing about this the whole time.

You can also consider this an amnesia fic, but it’s by far the most fluffy one I’ve read.

If you need something silly, fluffy and light, this is it. And gosh, this is so good.

neil: I want to see you lose control

andrew:

patiently waiting for someone to fall in love with me. i refuse 2 date. i refuse 2 flirt or make a move. how could this go wrong.

I drew Neil again cuz I feel the last(+first) drawing I did of him didn’t catch how I imagine him

I could write a whole essay about this, but.

Fanfiction as a collective exists as a combination of the ideal state and all the broken pieces that are left behind. Fanfiction shows us all the things that should have happened, if the world was a little bit kinder: someone adopts Harry Potter, the Avengers live domestically together, people fall in love and admit it. Fanfiction says, things are awful but we’re kind anyway, because we can be, because kindness costs little and gives much. It is democracy at its best, a collection of people solving problems together, solving plotholes and heartbreaks and deaths, a conversation of solution responding to solution because the whole of fandom is, itself, its own canon.

But at the same time, fanfiction is about all of those holes and jagged edges and wounds left unhealed, about what happens when the war is over and everyone who’s left needs to go back home. It’s about the fact that surviving is usually the hardest part, and we rarely get to choose what’s done to us but we do get to choose how we survive afterwards. It’s about the child soldiers who no longer have a war, and about the trauma of getting past the trauma you’ve survived. It’s about injury and depression and PTSD. It’s about recovery, yes, but also about those things that do not recover, those things that will never recover. It is a reminder that we live in a world where many people don’t get white picket fences and 2.5 kids and a happily ever after, but also a reminder that there is life beyond that, survival, yes, but also life. It is a reminder that characters’ lives don’t end with the last page and nor too do people’s lives end with their trauma, but that after that hurt comes comfort and healing and putting one foot in front of another because the best way to get through hell is to keep going.

i spent the past few days working on something that im excited for you guys to see!! dont know when i will be able to show you guys so heres some andreil doodles :0

Andrew Minyard hours

2019 andrew minyard vapes. he hits his juul and exhales it in neils face when he says “you are a pipe dream” and neil is just like “is that bubblegum flavor”

Mr Minyard, his bed hair, and his disgusting boyfriend 

palmetto state foxes: kevin day

“Forget the stadium. Forget the Foxes and your useless high school team and your family. See it the only way it really matters, where Exy is the only road to take. What do you see?”

PSA

Neil Josten gets his doctorate in applied mathematics. For fun.

His logic: I had the money to go back to school and I wanted something to keep me occupied during the off-season.

During a post-game interview: “Mr. Josten!” “It’s Dr. Josten, actually, thanks.”

This drives Aaron Minyard up the fucking wall. Andrew is delighted.

Neil when Andrew only let in 13 goals from 150 shots on net:

Neil when he realises Andrew memorised that backliner’s height perfectly

neil when he’s describing how solid andrew is after accidentally leaning into him at eden’s:

Neil, when Andrew says he hates him but he would blow him:

neil, whenever andrew breathes:

pourquoi as-tu choisi les renards?

sometimes he needs to be brought back