#twinyard

[yiling206]

[winningmymind]

Older twinyard where Andrew knows that if he thinks a gift is nerdy, that Aaron will love it. He gave Aaron a shower curtain that had the periodic table on it for kateaaron's apartment and Aaron actually smiled

This becomes a thing. Andrew finds those videos of doctors performing surgery and sends them to Aaron who is like "thanks"

Exy star Andrew is bored in the locker room, scrolling through his phone and stopping at a scientist cheesily rapping in Megan thee Stallion's flow about the stages of mitosis. A teammate of his jokes, "wow that's so lame."

"Shut up." Andrew death glares and the teammate flees.

He sends it to Aaron. Aaron texts back how the lyrics are stuck in his head, but he fucks with the educational swag. Cuz one thing Andrew gonna do is foster his twin's special interests

[allfor-thegames]

andrew's first pro game in the city aaron lives. he doesn't send tickets or ask aaron to come and he doesn't even tell aaron his team is coming to town. if aaron wants to come he will. andrew can't make him do anything.

between quarters, the jumbo tron is showing a "look-a-like" game on the screen where the camera operators find people in the crowd who look like different celebrities or animated characters. andrew's not paying any attention to it when the crowd goes wild. a teammate nudges him to look up and lo and behold, wearing a Minyard jersey is andrew minyard's look-a-like, aaron minyard himself.

he rolls his eyes when the camera focuses back on him for the side-by-side shot and but aaron can see that andrew is actually very pleased.

[allforthegaymes]

Twinyards with the annoying twin telepathy but both refuse to acknowledge they do it

Not in the stereotypical way because Aaron doesnt care to talk enough to try and guess to finish Andrew’s sentences but he is the one egging on all of Andrew’s jokes when he gets into it. No need for him to think on it, its just automatic to continue whatever Andrew’s original joke was.

Andrew: Nicky you said you wanted me dead in a ditch

Nicky: I would nev-

Aaron: You told him you would stone him all medieval style

Andrew can call Aaron and just sigh into the phone and Aaron already knows he has to swing by the student store on his way home to grab and overpriced pint of ice cream.

Andrew can take one look at how Aaron is standing in the doorway of the dorm and tell him that he can copy off Neil’s math homework if he wants.

Andrew and Aaron were banned from playing on the same charades team because they can guess what the others acting out within 5 seconds. Aaron can point at his right palm and Andrew automatically knows that hes pretending to be a strict catholic teacher from the 70’s who thinks left handed people are the devil, but he does correct Aaron for pointing at the wrong hand too.

[blueseysyogurt]

my friend is reading AFTG for the first time and her reactions are genuinely the funniest thing ever

[dridwine]

My headcanon is that Andrew is a 5 feet tall tank. Unmovable force. It's all in the chest and legs (and shoulders and arms). This little mofo is built like a brick and dense as a stone. He doesn't like to swim, because he just sinks. If he were taller, people would say he was built like a fridge, but alas he is only an ity brick. He is not Dorito shaped with a little waist, he is a rectangle so dense you won't be able to pick him up or move him (his ass is a scrumptious cake, though). His legs aren't long; he's all chest, so his center of gravity is firmly planted.

Even without muscle, he's just built like that. He's big boned, strong, build to last. The circumference of his thoracic cage is too stupendous to behold, he's built like an ox (pint size). If he didn't smoke, his lung capacity would put everyone to shame. It would almost be enough to make him buoyant (almost. he would still sink).

Also, he has small hands and feet. Not delicate, just small. More accurately, short, just like him. He doesn't care to have a complex about it (but Aaron does). Neil's hands have a whole knuckle on him, because he has pianist hands. But Andrew's palms are larger.

His facial features are unremarkable. Like in Nora's notes, he's not ugly, but just average. Symmetrical without poetry. Deep set eyes made for mistrust, strong brow offset by their blond color. Strong square jaw, not like Hollywood but like you would imagine on a lumberjack. Perfect for making the muscle twitch on your cheek when you bite on nothing. Also, smooth and blunt chin.

My mind (you do you) refuses to see him with tattoos and piercing or black nail polish, because otherwise he couldn't be mistaken for Aaron. I also think that Andrew wouldn't want to adorn himself, because he doesn't like people's eyes on him. He watches people like a hawk to protect his bubble, but he wants to be unremarkable. Not dismissed, exactly, but ignored. Left alone. He doesn't want people stare to snag on him and linger, it makes him feel like they are touching him, palming him with their mind's eye.

He's gay but straight passing. He's not flamboyant, doesn't want to be. He dresses all in black loose-ish clothes. Comfortable, not restraining. He doesn't want men to check him out : he does the chasing when he feels like it, not the other way around. He curates himself as a subject of desire, not an object.

He's a little speck of black on people's radar and he likes it like that. Being underestimated is how he gains the upper hand (that and being the first to strike).

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk. I can't draw and he's haunting me (tiny ghost in the shadows, very spooky).

[kotabear--24]

i need, later on down the road when the twins have healed and their relationship is better, them to be making fun of each other with only a little meanness underneath the words. and i need andrew to be like, "bold of you to tell your co-worker off for being homophobic when you're an OG"

and aaron to frown and say, "i can grow, i can change. i was a kid, andrew, raised by very homophobic people, then brought to live with nicky. you really think that was easy for me?"

and andrew rolls l his eyes. "sure, you struggled, you've grown - but it's been 8 years and you can't stand being in the same room as neil half the time."

and aaron scoffs and sets down his drink. "i don't have an issue that you guys are gay, andrew. it's just weird to be in a room with someone i genuinely don't like as a person and know they're thinking about me like that."

andrew frowns. "thinking about you like...?" he prompts with a raised brow.

and aaron shrugs uncomfortably. "you know," he hedges. "it's - it's weird that he thinks i'm hot, okay? and it's weird that he knows and likes what my dick looks like, and my - ass, or whatever. it's weird to know that he probably has, like, favorite body parts of mine. it's - what?!" he shouts out because andrew is actally, full-on laughing. it's distracting; aaron can't remember the last time his brother really laughed hard like this.

when andrew stops laughing, he says, "you're so stupid! this whole time you've been uncomfortable thinking he's checking you out? aaron, he thinks i'm the hot twin."

"we're identical," aaron says flatly.

"and yet he's never once looked at you and thought you were hot. he doesn't get how people could confuse us. we've never been able to confuse him. he is not attracted to you."

it should be a relief. it probably is. aaron will have to think on it later, if he can believe andrew's words.

"people can tell us apart, you know," andrew says, still sounding way too amused. "if they pay attention. if they know us. katelyn can."

aaron huffs, because it's true. she'd mixed them up once, way before they'd gotten together, but luckily she had been too shy to approach 'aaron'. aaron kept them separated for a long time after that, but by the time they actually spent any time together, she'd been able to tell them apart. she hasn't mixed them up since. "yeah, but we're still identical, andrew," he insists. he doens't know how to explain this in a way that andrew can't pretend not to understand.

but then andrew says what is probably the meannest thing he's ever said to aaron. "does katelyn think i'm hot?" if it were a few years ago, the question would have been a threat, and would have been riddled with revulsion. now, it's only dark amusement. aaron stares at his brother as he processes his words. "does she like what my -"

"oh my god, stop talking, stop talking right now," aaron interrupts loudly. he stands up, knocking his cup over, and leaves. he doesn't stop to pick up the mess, doesn't even slow to put his shoes on. just grabs them, and his keys, and leaves.

it'll be a long drive home, and he needs to talk to his fiancee.

[300foxholecourtt]

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