SandyFootprints
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It’s Kevin, Neil and sometimes Andrew doing famous shit.
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25 Aug 2025
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The feeling morphed from an itch to a constant, the buzz of a worn-out system coming back online inside of him. It was supposed to be there this whole time, it belonged, ready to elevate Aaron to his full annoying brother potential.
This whole time, he didn't want to undo their progress, didn't want to shame or fight Andrew.
No.
He wanted to make fun of him.
Aaron calls Andrew out on being the most obnoxious boyfriend to ever boyfriend.
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19 Aug 2025
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Aaron is woken up one night by Andrew and Neil arguing. Though over what he would have never guessed.
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21 Dec 2024
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Renee finally asks, “how would you feel about the others sitting in on one of our sessions?”
Andrew considers this. They take a few more swings at one another; Andrew manages to send her down to her knees with one arm twisted behind her back but makes the mistake of standing too close. Renee hooks her free arm back around Andrew’s own knee and finds a pressure point that turns his entire leg into jelly.
From the ground, Andrew says “I do not care to spar with inexperienced idiots”
Renee says, “neither do I, but I still spar with you”
Or, the Foxes are cordially invited to watch Renee Walker hand Andrew Minyard his ass
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06 Dec 2024
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“Take his helmet off” Aaron instructs, when Andrew clearly isn’t responding. Neil hesitates. Part of him knows he has to, that its a necessary evil. The other part of him doesn’t want to do it without knowing that Andrew is cognizant enough to recognise Neil’s touch. He shucks off his gloves and unsnaps his wrist-guards first, careful to unclip Andrew’s helmet with a delicacy not often afforded on the court and slips it off slowly enough that he feels it right in his chest when Andrew’s head lolls back against the cold floor. “Someone get his jersey out of the way, the bastard got him in the stomach”
“No” Neil snarls, not recognising his own voice.
Aaron reaches forward and Neil smacks his arm away. “Josten, will you fucking-”
“Neil”
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- Part 2 of becoming neil josten
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06 Dec 2024