“He wouldn’t die a lie.”

[hcrmiones]

[andrewjosephminyard]

The Foxhole Court Aesthetics: Neil Josten

“It’s not the world that’s cruel. It’s the people in it.”

[elrielera]

TFC AU: Neil gets tattoo’s to cover his scars with special art that reminds him of all the good things in his life. 

The first one he gets is a fox with the #10 because the team was the first step forward in his life, his first selfish decision to do something he loves. The act of rebellion that brought him to where he is today, it’s big and bright and he loves it. His jersey number a stark black on the brilliant orange representing his place on the team and with his family.    

Two cats too represent the fluffy little additions to their clan. A dreamcatcher to chase the bad nights away, both Andrew and his. A compass to always find his way home. A Tree because they are solid and have roots that ground them through the roughest storms and that isn’t something Neil ever had, maybe that is the appeal. As time goes on he spreads his own and it serves as a reminder of how far he has come. Keys and flowers, paws and clocks and so many memories that develop over time, he paints them on his body, a myriad of colours and shapes. Each one unique unto itself.

But the most important one, the simplest one. Andrew. His protector, his salvation, his love. Nothing could represent the enigma that is Andrew Joseph Minyard better than the small percent sign on his right hand.

Neil loves it because it is the one he sees as he drags his fingers threw Andrews hair. The one he notices as he looks down to pour them both coffee. The one that is caressed gently, almost absentmindedly by Andrew’s thumb as they hold hands. The one everyone asks about but that is never explained because it is their little secret. 

Because it is their beginning, their middle and their end.

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[romanovass]

“He remembered the black sands beach along California’s lost coast where his mother finally gave up the fight. He hadn’t even realized she’d been injured so badly after running into his father in Seattle. She’s bled most of the way through Oregon, but he hadn’t thought it was serious. He hadn’t known she was bleeding out on the inside, a kidney and her liver ruptured, her interstines bruised beyond repair. He didn’t know when she figured it out, if she’d known by Portland that something was seriously wrong but was too scared to stop or if she hadn’t seen her death coming until they crossed the California border and she started losing consciousness. She should have gone to a hospital, but she’s turned them down the treacherous path to the lost coast instead. They stopped six feet from the tide and she made him repeat every promise she’d ever dragged out of him: don’t look back, don’t slow down, and don’t trust anyone. Be anyone but himself, and never be anyone for too long. By the time Neil understood she was saying goodbye, it was too late. She died gasping for one more breath, panting with something that might have been words or his name or fear. Neil could still feel her fingernails digging into his arms as she fought not to slip away, and the memory left him shaking all over. Her abdomen felt like stone when he touched her, swollen and hard. He tried pulling her from her seat only once, but the sound of her dried blood ripping off the vinyl like velcro killed him.”

all for the game ― two deaths: mary hartford’s

[admidala]

“You are going to be the absolute death of me,” Nicky said. “Yeah, kid. We’re friends. You’re stuck with us, like it or not.”

[willskempen]

neil josten (ft the foxes) + snapchat

↳ bonus: nicky’s reaction to the andreil handholding snap 

[andrewminyird-moved-blog]

Character Posters: Neil Josten

[heartsofbeskar]

hope was a dangerous, disquieting thing

[rileysblve]

“He couldn’t say he meant thanks for all of it…Hopefully Andrew would figure it out eventually.”

[eurydiyce-deactivated20181214]

ship poster: andrew minyard x neil josten (requested by @ronanparrissh)

Neil clenched his hand, imagining the bite of metal against his palm, and lifted his gaze to Andrew’s face. “I haven’t had a home since my parents died.” 

[andrewminyarq-deactivated201805]

THE PALMETTO STATE FOXES: NEIL ABRAM JOSTEN, #10.

Neil’s name was scrawled across the front in black marker. Neil thought about flipping the folder open, but what was the point? The man this coach had researched so carefully wasn’t real and wouldn’t exist much longer. In five weeks Neil would graduate and in six he’d be someone else somewhere very far away from here. It didn’t matter how much he liked being Neil Josten. He’d stayed here too long as it was. Neil should be used to this by now. He’d spent the last eight years on the run, spinning lie after lie to leave a twisted trail behind him. Twenty-two names stood between him and the truth, and he knew what would happen if anyone finally connected the dots. Signing with a college team meant more than standing still. It meant he’d be stepping into a spotlight. The math was simple, but that didn’t make this any easier. That contract was a one-way ticket to a future, something Neil could never have, and he wanted it so badly he ached.

[shortson]

character  edits - neil josten, all for the game

[fitswilliamdarcy]

Blog Intro Meme 💫 [7/10] Characters: Neil Josten

“Hope was a dangerous, disquieting thing, but he thought perhaps he liked it.” 

[wesninskie]

“Can I really be Neil again?”

“I told Neil to stay,” Andrew said. “Leave Nathaniel buried in Baltimore with his father.”

[khevinday]

“I’m fine.” (insp.)

[qaunxi]

the foxhole court characters ↳ neil josten

Whether Neil left today or tomorrow or next week, he’d leave alone. Two, five, ten years from now, if Neil was even still alive, he’d still be alone. He could be anyone, anywhere in the world, but he’d be alone until the day he died. He’d never trust anyone enough to let them in.

[kandreill]

“He hadn’t cried when the flames caught, and he hadn’t flinched when he pulled her cooling bones out.”