Fishys Fangirling

to put it simply, an exhausted she/they who can't pronounce pacific

[itsrainingfish]

Oh Neil “the world isn’t cruel, the people in it are” Josten how you love life

[crossroadsghoul]

"they're not gay" I don't know man, I read a masterfully written fanfic on A03 that says otherwise.

[itsrainingfish]

Someone make a neil edit to pool by Samia and tag me in it

[itsrainingfish]

I looooveeee going back to AFTG fanfics cause no one is writing the same witty funny dialogue as you guys. Like you are all fucking comedians and you have Andrew’s deadpan monotone as your mic and his issue of a rabbit as your material and it gets me every time

[wuntrum]

i am nooooot locked the fuck in. im locked the fuck out. call the locksmith

[itsrainingfish]

Please someone call the fucking locksmith.

[itsrainingfish]

Being a senior in high school has grown me a new hatred for Neil never getting to go through high school properly. Neil I think you would have had so much fun playing senior assassin and I think you would’ve skipped every afternoon class and driven your teachers crazy and I think they would have loved you. I think Neil deserved to live every aspect of life, I think he would’ve loved it if he had gotten the chance but I think he especially would’ve loved high school.

[itsrainingfish]

If I had a nickel for every time I saw a neil speaking arabic fic I’d have two nickels which isn’t a lot but it’s strange that there’s only two

[itsrainingfish]

Freshman and senior Neil have such wildly different issues it’s hilarious to me. Freshman Neil is trying to play ball while being hunted by his father and the yakuza, mourning his recently deceased mother and starting a situationship with a 5’0 medicated juvenile delinquent. Senior Neil is just a guy that misses his long distance boyfriend. And slightly hates his new team he has to captain.

[itsrainingfish]

Sometimes I think about Neil josten and how much I love him and how excited I am for him to live his whole life. Like buddy you’re gonna graduate college. You’re gonna sign contracts to play in the professional exy league. You’re gonna sign contracts for court, you’ll go to the Olympics to play this game you love so much and you’ll bring home the gold. You’re gonna live in a loud, happy house, that has functional plumbing and a working oven light, with your husband who you love and your two cats. You’re gonna go for runs in new places, you’ll pick up hiking because it stretches your legs differently than running and you’ll enjoy sitting down on a hike and enjoying the trees. And the way the run reflects on the streams water. And you’ll appreciate that you do not have to keep running. That you have the safety to stop and look around you. That you have the time to not rush. Neil Josten you are never running for your life again. You did it. You ran far enough. You ran fast enough. You made the finish line. You won. You lived. And now you get to keep living. Now you have all of life to enjoy, at as slow a pace as you want.

[joejhang]

will never understand why there's such a perception of andrew being unreachable and unhinged and insanely violent and fucked up but like...to me he's kind of just a normal guy. like yes, he was a bit erratic and unpredictable in tfc and trk but that was all because of the drugs. the only times he's ever really violent throughout the series is so in line with his character and it's always because he's protecting someone (kevin, neil, aaron, nicky, etc). yes, sometimes he goes further than a lot of ppl generally would but he's pretty reasonable and willing to listen to others (neil, kevin, renee, etc). it will never make sense to me how ppl in the books and in the fandom continually demonise andrew when like...he's literally just bipolar (canonically) and depressed. and like, an introvert. just because he doesn't talk or smile a lot doesn't mean he's completely like...cut off from all human contact and insane. crazy idea but like.

[cityelf]

this poem is about being nonbinary.

[chuvstvovanje]

Raven Nathaniel would have a buzzcut

[seat-safety-switch]

One of my friends is a piano tuner. Her dream, or at least her parents' dream, was to be a concert pianist. Turns out she liked messing with the mechanisms more than she liked memorizing songs. It also turns out that "decent piano tuner" pays a lot more than "failed concert pianist," which helped convince her parents as well.

In the same way, I don't think there's any shame in being a race car driver's mechanic. Racing is a team effort. Everyone on that team has to contribute as best they can. From the crew chief who remembers things like "what weekend the race is on," to the intern who puts air in the tires of the car-hauling trailer, they can all share in a victory.

Thing is, the media likes a hero. It's hard to do a story about a whole bunch of people doing their job properly. Not much drama in it. They think we want to see a radical, a loner, a real protagonist. Even the TV news likes to ensure the happenings of the world are conveyed to you entirely by a cabal of all-knowing, handsome talking heads. More heroes, selling you the story of other heroes.

Those people don't really exist, and when they do, they're kind of unpleasant because they won't help you with your shit. Race cars need mechanics; concert pianists need tuners; everyone needs somebody.

That's why I've decided to more flagrantly violate the traffic laws. It's only by stretching these laws to their maximum that the lawmakers will truly appreciate the hard work of the dedicated civil servants who anticipated things like not letting me pull my Volare with a bunch of sled dogs. And if I do manage to find something new, they will all get a great opportunity to come together as a team and ban it. No need to thank me; just doing my part.

[adaysgrace]

Imagine being andrew minyard and you have all this love in you but people keep twisting it and stabbing you in the chest every time you present a sliver of tenderness. and then when you finally get the chance at having your love returned and kept safe, a sadistic asshole gets in the way but you are so desperate for the love that you will sustain the damage to your soul. and then when you FINALLY get a family, a brother and a cousin, your love comes out like blood and knives and people don't understand that, so they put you on drugs that take away your ability to love, so much so that you'd slice your cousin to bits. but the love is too powerful, always has been. so first your heart opens for this infuriatingly gentle therapist, and then this catholic girl who is just as twisted as you are, and then a green-eyed devil who shines like the sun, and then a red-headed devil who cares about you, would descend into hell for you, and suddenly love is everywhere around you and within you even after thinking maybe it was never meant for you. imagine that!

[ear-a-corn]

We have always existed, and we always will.

[itsrainingfish]

When you get to thanksgiving in a aftg fic but they didn’t go to exites so there is no racquet. There is no racquet.

[phosphorescentdreaming]

Honestly, I don't blame Seth at all for being on-sight when it comes to Kevin. If some college sophomore showed up out of the blue and decided to coach my team with bottled cult rhetoric and fanatacism I think I would, also, have throat-punched him on the daily.