This is probably not what you had in mind, but…. hehe. I hope you like it anyway :)
Send me aftg prompts! Andreil, Nicky/Erik, Kevin, the girls… everything but Riko and shitty AUs please <3
Neil has been running around in their apartment for ten minutes now and he’s slowly losing his patience.
“Have you seen King?”
Of course Andrew doesn’t answer because he’s in bed with a book, glasses sliding down his nose. Neil gave it to him and he is happy Andrew seems to like it, but right now, he needs an answer.
“I’m almost late for his vet appointment! Damn it, King.”, he cusses, and stops in front of the bed, cat box in hand, the other hand on his hips. Andrew’s eyes slowly drag up from the book and he looks at Neil with his usual bored expression.
“Have you seen him?”, Neil repeats, but still doesn’t get a reply. “Andrew…”
Right at that moment, something moves under the covers to Andrew’s side, and a little, muffled ‘mrow’ makes Neil let out a noise of relief. He grabs the corner of the covers and yanks, uncovering a dishevelled King and Andrew’s legs, which King has pressed himself to, probably in hope for protection from Neil and the vet.
Neil puts the cat box down and needs a moment to take in the sight. Andrew has gone back to reading.
“…did he cuddle up to you?!”, Neil asks after a moment, clearly in disbelief.
Andrew grunts out a noise which Neil knows to interpret as yes. Neil lunges forward and a moment later, he’s got Kind in his hands. The cat meows unhappily but he’s too soft and nice to scratch (unlike Sir), and so he just settles to glare at his master when Neil holds him up.
“King, I’m wounded. I’m trying to care for you and you go to Andrew for help. He doesn’t even like you.” Neil knows it’s not true, but it’s kind of everyone’s ongoing inside joke.
King gives a little mewl, and then has the audacity to put a paw on Neil’s lips. Andrew’s snort at that hurts even more than the cat’s betrayal.
Sorry, I just can’t see Neil as someone who gets jealous and I can’t see Andrew giving him a reason to.
(lying face down on his bed) I can't believe I said 'neat', Sara. ‘Neat.’ Nobody says ‘neat’ anymore! It’s the goddamn 21st century!! It’s not neat to say neat, but I said it anyway because I’m! A huge loser!
(idly turns magazine page) Hey, don’t beat yourself up. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what happened when Laila confessed to me?
Didn’t you like, thank her?
(closes magazine to stare at the ceiling) I thanked her.
So this is the other hairstyle I was thinking for the twins. I like how he is so hostile and tactless, is a broken bird who never had a good mother figure. My baby deserves happiness (go for it Katelyn) and a mother’s love (go for it Randy).
I love the twins, I do hope they become closer. Will sketch them soon together!
(I love Dan but BL is life so) Does anyone else ship him with Matt ? I do, because it reminds me of Damen and Laurent and I looooove them too. ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ)
I think it’s time for me to tell you on what I worked really hard those last two weeks, which prevented me from drawing more content for this blog: This is, of course, my @exyordeath-zine participation, also known as “Coup de foudre à Marseille,” a sassbaguette shojo au.
… well, no, just the parody of my participation, but let be honest: with some cherryblossoms, everything looks like a shojo au.
Please check the zine, our baby will be a beautiful one :D
alvarez usually stays up until two or three am. she can keep her mind clear without drinking dozen mugs of coffee, because, man, her body is bursting with energy. even demanding practices can’t exhaust alvarez enough to make her routine stable. first time she wasted about an hour staring into the ceiling in the faint hope of falling asleep. yet, step by step, alvarez got over the frustration and filled her nights with the movies she can’t watch due to studying, fresh night air and photos of sleeping trojans. the last one contains the most amusing part of alvarez’s midnight adventures. her gallery literally consists of hundreds of similar photos of the sleeping teammates. and videos where jeremy is murmuring different hilarious things in his sleep.
laila has been thriving in a big family, with two little sisters by her side, and if you think you can stress this lady out by disturbing or loud sounds, you’re being completely wrong. laila will fall sleep anywhere at any time despite the inappropriate circumstances. no wonder her favourite place to rest is the couch right in front of tv-set. although she never, i repeat, never turns off the tv, nobody still hasn’t noticed, because alvarez does it instead of laila. every night alvarez finds her laying on the coach whilst music channel is playing on the background, again and again she imagines her conversation with laila about environment and so on and so forth. but then laila dermott, innocent and unarmed in her sleep, with her body spread across the coach, catches alvarez’s eye, so that the only thought left is what have they done to deserve laila’s pure existence.
jeremy has got the brightest dreams of the team. this guy’s dreams embody all his emotions and worries, which is pretty much to handle, let’s be honest. in other words, all the events in the real life affect his mind. if the trojans are having an important game tomorrow, you’ll have to watch jeremy flinching in his bed or whispering something about exy. also, he leaves a bottle of water beside the bed, because all his mornings start with the thought of how dry his throat is like really what the hell it’s not funny anymore. oh, and guess who’s nominated on “the clumsiest exy player ever” award for the regular tripping over his own blanket/legs, subsequently waking everyone up? jeremy, of course.
facts you need to know about jean moreau: every night, before going to sleep, he drinks a cup of “green melissa” tea to calm himself down, he tries to fall asleep as fast as he can to not to face the darkness and silence and finally, sleeping jean is the sweetest thing on the earth - confirmed by jeremy. wrapped in the blanket, you can see only his nose and couple of curls - the rest of his body is hidden; curled up in a fetal position to keep the warmth inside of “the hideaway”. when jeremy saw him like this, he’d forgotten how to breathe and couldn’t help but watch this boy existing until the last one woke up.