In A Chokehold On The Foxhole Court

I had to make a sideblog for the level of AFTG brainrot I have. 25//18+ only!! Follow from @tildeathdous

[girlovid]

kevin day should’ve been an ancient greek tragic heroine and instead he got stuck in a self published 2010s contemporary sports/crime thriller… and he didn’t even get put on the woke team so he doesn’t know about estrogen or bisexuality

[filiusthefirst]

@bluedemiurge you and op are cooking.

[instigatorjosten]

Nicky, on the other hand, looked absolutely crushed as he took in Neil's wrecked appearance. He reached out as soon as Neil was close enough and wrapped his hand around the back of Neil's neck. He carefully pulled Neil up against him and propped his chin on Neil's head. Nicky was tense as stone but the long breath he let out was shaky. "Oh, Neil," he said in a choked voice. "You look awful." "It'll fade," Neil said. "Most of it, anyway. Don't worry about it." Nicky's fingers tightened a fraction. "Don't you dare tell me you're fine. I can't hear that from you today, okay?”

no please, keep talking about what a heartless, no real emotion, shallow man Nicky is. Please do continue on your rant about Nicky being an undeveloped character with no discernible personality or feelings of his own.

that's a man that is SO tired of loving people who keep getting hurt, but keeps doing it.

that's the man that moved across continents to take care of two microscopic blonde cunts he barely had a relation with just to keep them safe. that's the man that gave up the opportunity to go back to his life in germany so those said blondes would get to go to uni. that's the man that wasn't just trying to keep the twins alive, but help them Live. the man that put SO much effort into healing their relationship so they would always have each other even once Nicky left.

[soul-full-monster]

Nicky Hemmick you have such a dear place in my heart I’d also end up on court mandated drugs if anyone tried to hurt you.

[foxflees]

NEIL JOSTEN SCARS — From the first 3 books

LEFT CHEEK — Lighter burn x2, multiple strikes to the burns after, cleaver cuts to the burns.

[Lola] pressed the lighter to his cheek.

[Lola] dug her fingernails into his raw skin just to make him cry out again.

[Lola] held fast to Neil so Romero could crush the lighter to his face once more. Lola's strangling grip on his throat meant the best Neil could manage was a pained whine.

Lola considered Neil again, then smacked his burned face as hard as she could.

Nathaniel braced himself for the inevitable blow, but his knees still buckled when Nathan punched the burns on his cheek. Nathan caught him by his throat as he fell.

Nathan put [the dull axe] to Nathaniel's neck next so he could carve shallow lines in Nathaniel's burned face with his cleaver.

RIGHT CHEEK — Knife cuts x2 (likely similarly placed wounds)

Lola wound her arm around the back of his chair so she could hold her knife to the right side of his face. The blade cut a paper-thin line from his mouth to the corner of his eye.

Heat ate a fierce line through his [left] cheek as he retreated right into Lola's waiting knife…He twisted his head out of her reach and remembered her knife too late. He tore a second line down his cheek and hurriedly hunched forward instead.

THROAT — Scar from throat to collarbone, sharp cleaver to the throat.

It started at the base of his throat, a looping scar curving down over his collarbone.

[Nathan] must have just sharpened [the cleaver], because blood welled up almost immediately…A fist to the face killed his next attempt and then Nathan was sitting on top of him with his cleaver to Nathaniel's throat.

CHEST — Bullet scar near collarbone, knife cut to chest, long knife cut to chest.

A pucker with jagged edges was a finger-width away [from the looping collarbone scar], courtesy of a bullet that hit him right on the edge of his Kevlar vest…[Andrew’s] right thumb found the puckered flesh from a bullet.

Riko pressed the knife to Neil's chest and slipped the edge under his skin.

Lola dodged, but barely, and left a hot stripe up his chest with the tip of her blade.

LEFT SHOULDER — Roadburn scar from shoulder to navel.

A shapeless patch of pale skin from his left shoulder to his navel marked where he'd jumped out of a moving car and torn himself raw on the asphalt.

RIGHT SHOULDER — Half an iron burn scar (old).

And there on his right shoulder was the perfect outline of half a hot iron…his father ripped the iron from his mother's hands and smacked Neil with it. Neil still remembered how his skin looked as it peeled off with the metal…On Neil's right shoulder was a burn scar, courtesy of getting smacked by a hot iron. Andrew put his left hand to it, fingertips lining up perfectly with the raised bumps the iron's holes had left behind. 

FOREARMS — Cuts and burns to the forearms, scratches to the injuries.

Time stopped as Lola burned and cut a path up Neil's arms.

[Lola] sounded appreciative, not insulted, and scratched hard lines down his injured arms.

WRISTS — Handcuffs x2 instances.

Metal cuffs locked his hands to the headboard. He yanked his arms as hard as he could, nearly skinning his wrists in the effort, but the headboard didn't even creak…Andrew reached for the bandages on Neil's wrists, and Neil let him rip tape and gauze off. The scabs looked worse today…Neil dragged his stare up from the ugly lines striped across his wrists to Andrew's face.

Lola climbed into the backseat behind him and pulled Neil's arms around back of his chair. She cuffed his hands together and clicked them as tight as she could…He tore his wrists open on unyielding metal but he couldn't stop.

HANDS — Knife to fingertips, knife to base of fingers, knife from base of finger to thumb, burns to the palm, crosshatch knife cuts on back of hand, burns to knuckles, burn between thumb and index.

Neil kicked his legs a bit, testing his range of movement, but was quickly distracted by the press of sharp, cold metal against his fingertips.

[Lola] got bored of the teasing before long and cut a shallow line along the base of his fingers.

[Lola] cut a stinging line down from the base of his finger to the thick flesh of his thumb. She covered his hand with burning lacerations before moving on to the next one.

He traced the outline of a key into his bloody, burnt palm with a shaky finger, closed his eyes, and wished Neil Josten goodbye.

Lola had lined the back of his hand with crosshatches and burned angry circles into his knuckles. Another burn mark stained the tender flesh between his thumb and index finger. The burns were starting to ooze, but drying blood smothered most of the mess.

ABDOMEN — Multiple large knife cuts and punctures to abdomen.

Along his abdomen were larger overlapping lines from confrontations with his father's people while on the run…All of his men were well-versed in knife- fighting, and more than one of them had tried to stick Neil like a pig.

Andrew was quiet a long time, then dropped his hand to the slashes across Neil's gut.

LEGS — Less extensive, handcuffs on ankles. 

He pulled his new shirt on over the one he was already wearing and wrestled the bottom layer out from underneath. It took a bit of work, but he managed to keep most of his skin hidden. Changing out his pants was easier, since most of the damage was on his upper half.

Neil watched Lola cuff his ankles to the seat's rails and barely refrained from kneeing her in the face.

MISC — Random old scars on torso, 50+ stitches from knife cuts all over, cane whipped across the mouth/cheek, most extensive are the burns on his face after the Lola incident.

Faded scars crisscrossed here and there from his life on the run, either from stupid accidents, desperate escapes, or conflicts with local lowlifes.

"I think I pulled my stitches," Neil said. "I feel blood." - "Where?" Wymack asked. - "Everywhere?" Neil guessed, and tried undoing his coat buttons one-handed…He didn't say anything about how many bandages Neil had wrapped around his chest and abdomen or how many bruises showed around the gauze…He'd ripped threads loose on his side, down near his waist…"Shut up," Wymack said. "When you're sporting fewer than fifty stitches I'll consider letting you on my court again.”

He saw the cane come up, but it was too fast for him to dodge. It caught him in the face across his cheek and the side of his mouth.

The worst injuries were the ones on his face, but the mess Lola made of his hands was the most inconvenient.

For a little context, I left out any that didn't sound like they'd scar (bruises), but otherwise this should include everything from the first 3 books in the series. I mostly made this for my own reference since I kept forgetting what to draw for Neil lol, but feel free to use them! They're all direct quotes from the books; the ellipses (...) just indicate that these were multiple different passages talking about the same wound.

[chaoticgremelin]

As flawed as all aftg MCs are, I will forever stand by the point that with all they went through, they should be way worse. The fact all of them have gone through unspeakble horrors and traumas, but still find It in themselfs to care and to try and to live and to put an end to cycles that victimized them in the first place is a testment of how strong and amazing they all are.

They are my babies and none of them has ever done anything wrong ever in their lifes

I am dying on this hill

And yes, ALL OF THEM.

[dustisus]

the trifecta

[moreauver]

i love you jeremy knox with your dedicated ringtones so your heart doesn’t drop every time your phone goes off, expecting to be berated and belittled by your family. i love you jeremy knox with your bragging about picking people up in bars and the men you’ve hooked up with so you don’t have to think about them dismissing you right after. i love you jeremy knox, encouraging jean to stand up against the people who have hurt him even though you don’t think you deserve the same. i love you jeremy knox, giving everything to everyone around you and learning to expect either cruelty or nothing at all in return.

[linskiiii]

Andreil cuddle 🦊💕

[nobodyaskedyou]

its too fucking late to be reading this oh my god im gonna CRY

[soul-full-monster]

Andrew Minyard you are everything.

[lutheloser]

handle with care 🤲🏼💗

[knox11]

Thinking about Jean who spent years of his life being touched by horrible hands and yet one of his love languages is so clearly physical touch. In tbc, even though not much time has actually passed, he accepts every forehead kiss Cat gives him, hugs and even reaches for Jeremy's wrist himself or just craves physical closeness with the people he trusts. He just wants to be loved, my baby i would go to war for him.

[cloud-hymn]

Imagine you’re a seasoned fbi agent trying to take down the literal mafia and your key witnesses are 2 asshole 19 year olds who refuse to let themselves go into witness protection bc then they can’t play their college sport. Let’s just say that Agent Browning should count his lucky stars he hasn’t discovered how Kevin Day connects to all of this bc he would not leave one conversation with Kevin with his sanity intact

[inejsgirl]

hard launch idea: you come back from the fbi looking like you came back from hell and i touch foreheads with you and whisper to you in a foreign language and touch your face and threaten everyone who comes near you and stare at you and almost kiss you while all of our friends, our coach, and some police officers watch

[softkostyk]

wdym I’m not learning French for anyone but you. you are learning a whole ass language. for one person. with his accent. so he feels more at home. so he can get some part of what he lost back. and you don’t expect him to fall in love you. WDYM.

[feluart]

[viiiiiliiiii]

I wildly need to know how badly the whole world must’ve shaken when Nicky the most “childish, dramatic, weakest, gayest boy alive” person imaginable tried to lunge at his own parents in a fit of rage so violently that it took the entire security team to hold him back and drag him away from them just so he wouldn’t smash their faces in. was that the first time the rest of the Foxes saw the real monster in him?

[soul-full-monster]

Nicky loves those boys so much. He has done everything he can for them. I can only imagine the rage

[dismemberedlemon]

Andrew throws out the dashboard lighter of the Maserati as soon as he gets into the car with Neil after Baltimore

[lorasx]