Jason: yes, you love Stephanie, we know, you love Stephanie so much, she’s the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love Stephanie we KNOW, you love Stephanie you fucking love Stephanie okay we know, we get it, YOU LOVE STEPHANIE FUCKING PATRICK. WE GET IT.
do you ever think about how the night neil was taken was just a regular night and then suddenly it just wasn’t?
like the foxes kicked ass on court. and to quote, following the game, “neil could practically feel the excitement radiating off [dan].” i mean they’re crushing it, they haven’t lost a game yet, the entire team’s probably waiting on liquor and sleep. it’s an amazing, wonderful night. i mean, shit, “thank you, you were amazing” followed by allison sending a significant look to matt? she’s probably running through her head how much she’s about to win over bets.
but then the riot starts. there’s bottles thrown and then punches, and andrew’s getting an elbow to the face, and renee’s defending allison, and neil-
and then you’ve got everything flipping on its head. like what do you think the foxes were thinking? as andrew was choking out kevin, what are the chances matt was thinking about all the times neil avoided telling obvious truths? as aaron was being bandaged up, do you think nicky was thinking about neil’s collection of languages? do you think allison was giving a whole new connotation to “you were amazing” as they sat in the hotel room and waited to know if they’d be going back to PSU short one fox? was abby thinking back to skin marred with scars she can’t even begin do describe the awfulness of?
they went from riding the high of another won game to crashing at the idea that they were never going to see neil josten again
(100 years later I finally got to your prompt, mac-noa ! I wasn’t explicitly lovey dovey bc I didn’t want to be ooc and it’s only actually from Matt’s POV, but I hope it works for you!!!)
Matt and Dan walk in late, strung together by the hands, still flushed from kissing in the car pre-practice. They go sheepish when they see the unimpressed look on Wymack’s face. Renee smiles brightly at them and Allison gives them a brisk nod, but the monsters are in more disarray than usual. Bits and pieces of their group are missing, and it leaves Matt with the peculiar feeling of looking at a familiar photograph that suddenly has the faces scratched out.
Their ringleader is absent, for starters, couch conspicuously empty beside Kevin — who looks unmoved and stoic and nauseated as usual.
It’s not unusual for Andrew to do things just because it’s inconvenient for others, but it’s a little weird for Neil to skip out as well. It’s a lot weird that he’s late at the same time as Andrew when Exy hangs in the balance.
Any association between them feels like something Matt has to fix, like he set something bad in motion by meeting Neil later than Andrew did in the fall. They’re probably off having one of their weird, close, angry looking conversations that always end in agreements Matt doesn’t understand.
Wymack waits thirty seconds past Matt and Dan’s arrival, and then he looks at the couch like it’s causing him pain, and starts delegating tasks for the day. He only asks once where the missing links are and there’s a lot of shrugging and staring straight ahead before he gives up.
They’re less rowdy than usual, and Matt thinks they’re all individually trying to solve Neil and Andrew’s absence in their heads. (As soon as they get up to move to the court, Allison starts whispering numbers for their betting pool until Dan bats her away.)
Matt squeezes Dan’s hand until she looks at him, and they have a brief conversation in smothered smiles.
They split up to change, and Matt straps into his gear feeling vaguely ill at ease. He keeps glancing at the door between straps and tugs of his uniform, and he notices Nicky doing the same thing. He smiles awkwardly when Matt catches him, and Matt feels a rare pulse of kinship for him. Both Andrew’s lot and the upperclassmen seem equally confused, so they have something in common for once.
The strange feeling follows Matt all the way to the court and through the first set of drills before Neil finally shows up, looking harried and flushed and all sorts of things Matt doesn’t usually associate with Neil.
He pushes into the court straight past Wymack’s blustering reprimand, and Matt catches the tail end of a flippant apology before Neil’s sprinting to centre court.
Matt stares at him. Neil waits, twisting his racquet in his hand, shoulders tense like he expects someone to toss him into the gameplay by force.
“What?” Neil asks, annoyed.
“You’re late,” Matt says stupidly.
“Twenty minutes late,” Kevin interrupts. “Almost like you’re trying to get worse.”
“He was with me,” Andrew says suddenly, breezing past them towards goal looking impossible to have spent twenty straight minutes with. Neil sort of jolts at the sound of his voice, and Matt eyes him narrowly.
Matte Starry Night nail art this week! I’ve wanted to do these for so long and finally went for it - so fun experimenting with layers and strokes and colors. I really love that every rendition of these that I’ve seen is so different!
Rules: Take a picture of the sim that’s normally associated with your blog (your legacy founder/lead character in your story etc.), now take away all their cc (except their hair, eyebrows, and skin color), then do a before and after picture.
Notes: I did a girls edition (or at least the more relevant girls that I have). Fenix looks like god either way and tbh for the sake of this I gave her a little more makeup than usual because I normally don’t have her wear lipstick. With Ani I’m very happy I did this because I didn’t realize how much I actually LOVE her with a complete bare face. She looks so different and kind of like this one girl I wanted to model her after.. so she might just wear some tiny lashes from now on and call it a day because I’m into it. And finally there’s Jaide.. she wears the most in game makeup because I spent the least amount of time on her custom skin. I wish I could get her lips the same texture as the one she wears in game.. also her eyes look so different without eyeshadow lol.
P.S. If you did this already then please disregard.. and if I didn’t tag you it’s because I already seen you do it ^_^
but I don't ever think I can ever learn how to love just right
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andreil au in which neil gets tired of the ‘we’re nothing’ game and decides to stop playing
It isn’t much of a surprise when one of the foxes gets hurt on the court. While running drills, they’re often teamed up against each other, working of defensive and offensive maneuvers. And while they don’t mean to hurt each other, Exy is a violent sport, and accidents happen. Most of the time they’re accidents, at least.
Today’s incident is a legitimate accident; in a scuffle for the ball, the handle of Dan’s racket catches Neil’s helmet, tugging it off and sending him crashing to the floor. She fawns over him with apologies, helping him back to his feet, ignoring his attempts to wave her off.
He’s only been on his feet for two seconds when Andrew pushes through, tipping his chin up with a finger, likely to get the bleeding to stop.
“I’m sorry, Neil, I swear-“ Dan exclaims, peering around Andrew, who, though tiny, still manages to take up a huge amount of space in front of Neil.
“It’s okay. Really,” He says.
“Your nose is broken,” Andrew says.
“Hell, Dan. Remind me not to piss you off,” Nicky says, a teasing smile on his lips. Matt shoots him a look, to which Dan crinkles her nose, grip tightening on her racket.
It’s been two years. Two years since they’ve felt rain on
their faces. Two years since they’ve seen their families, since they’ve spoken
to their families. Two years since they really started to learn what war was.
Two years since they stopped being teenagers and became soldiers. Two years
since they left Earth. Three, for Shiro.
But now they’re going back. They’re going home.
Well, for a little while, at least. The war isn’t over.
The Galra Empire has been taking over the universe for over 10,000 years, it
can’t be taken down in simply two. But in two years, the Voltron Alliance has
grown substantially, and they’ve taken down enough Galra higher ups that
Voltron is almost universally known and called upon, and with fame, comes
questions. It’s not a secret anymore that the five Paladins of Voltron are from
Earth. Everybody knows, so there’s no point in avoiding Earth anymore. At
least, that’s what the Paladins keep telling Allura. Earth is vulnerable now;
it’s a target, and with it’s technology as unadvanced as it was when they left,
they’re at a serious disadvantage if the Galra ever attacked. They probably
still have no idea that aliens even exist. Earth needs Voltron. Earth
needs the Voltron Alliance, and the Voltron Alliance needs Earth.
Also, Lance just really needs his mom.
So, here they are, entering the Milky Way Galaxy, all
waiting anxiously at their stations on the control deck.
“Ha! Boom, bitches! Wi-fi is up!” Pidge punches her fists
in the air in triumph and ignores the half-hearted look her father shoots her
when she says “bitches”.
The others have long since gotten used to Pidge and her
amazing technical ability, but they still all look at her in shock, except for
Matt. He had obviously helped her.
“Pidge, how the hell did you get wi-fi in space?”
Keith asks incredulously.
Lance nods in agreement. “Seriously. Tell me how I can’t
get a signal in the desert outside of Galaxy Garrison, but you can get one past
At this, Pidge snorts and raises an eyebrow at them. “You
didn’t have me. Or amazingly amplifying Altean technology.”
“Something tells me it was mostly the Altean tech.”
“Shh and bow before my genius.”
Pidge, Hunk, and Lance all immediately grab their phones
and start scrolling on them, ignoring Coran’s announcement that they’ll be to
Earth in two dobashes.
“Oh my god. They told everybody we’re all dead. We have a
memorial!” Pidge exclaims.
ok so what if. they find matt and he meets everyone and he automatically assumes keith and lance are dating bc of the way they act around each other???
matt would tell keith and lance that theyre a cute couple and keith goes SUPER red and lance is like WHAT no i hate that guy!!!
pidge would snort and matt would look at her so confused bc like?? they are together right??
soon it would become a running joke and every time lance shows up late for dinner everyone’s like KEITH!!! where’s your boyfriend!!! and when no one can find keith bc he’s training alone, they ask lance where his better half is
eventually they stop correcting people and just roll their eyes at everyone
but finally when they get together its super ironic and they laugh about it!!! but then they decide to tell the team and lance puts his arm around keith and is like hey guys, um. this is my boyfriend, keith. and literally everyone just blinks and is like ???? um, guys we know????
Pelor was clearly a pretty oldschool god, all about Righteousness and Faith, so of course Vex had to fling herself into his divine brazier. But here’s hoping some of the other gods are more…chill?
Kord demands that Grog fight him. Fight Kord himself. Not to prove himself - with the Knuckles or without, Grog is already a walking, talking, punching advertisement for Kord’s strength and warrior ideals. They fight just ‘cuz Kord likes to fight, and so does Grog, and it’ll be awesome and we’ll all make jokes that Grog is Israel now
It’s possible they’ll meet Melora and Matt will be like, “Keyleth, you look at Her and…this is it. You’d been expecting just another being, incredibly powerful but still just a person, in a way, but…Melora is nature. Everything you’ve been raised to cherish, respect, protect - She is that.” And then Keyleth is all flustered but actually they get along almost like Sarenrae and Pike?
but that is so much less cool than Melora being, well, just another being, astronomically in tune with nature but still not as powerful and vast as the wind and sea, fire and earth and trees and flowers and animals and everything. And Keyleth steps up and treats with Her almost like an equal, almost like Vex bargaining or Percy being Percy. Points out that their interests are aligned, that in fact they always have been, and Keyleth isn’t going to give anything but the same promise she’s given all her life, to support and defend the natural world and material plane, and right now she needs help with that so if Melora is true to Her purpose, she needs to lend a boon and a bit of her power to seal Vecna away.
[I have no idea what’s going to happen with Scanlan. The only other god we know at all well is Erathis, and she’s not right for him. There’s Matt-has-euphemisms-for-Sehanine, but we’ve just barely heard of her.]
Ioun: I adore spreading knowledge, but I’ve had to be careful recently because it’s dangerous for me and the people I cherish. I’m particularly unwilling to tell you how to seal a god away, much less any details about raising one - yes, I came up with it myself, but what if the power fell into the wrong hands? Better that I should never have invented this… Percy:*ascends through the fourth wall to address Matt directly* I can’t believe you’re making me relate to a god.
(and then he promises Ioun that he’ll be very careful, he has experience with this shit, and she grants him a boon based on the friendship of guilty nerds)