@mercey.bsky.social just now: “i’m an equal opportunity murderer” 💀

fic graphic of a silhouette of a man creating out against cool night air and blue backlighting, saying ao3 timeloops (kunimi), titled THE LIGHTS ARE ALL OUT (or: the dissolution of the perfect court, hollywood style). kevaaron • 14k • t • kevin day makes a comeback for shannen officialstarsandgutters • aftg mixtape “Okay, let’s try this,” Aaron says. “Tell me five things you can see. “You,” Kevin says. It’s half a gasp. Aaron nods, raising one finger. It bolsters Kevin to see it, so he scrambles around for more. “The balcony. Riko. The French press. Your shitty sneakers.” Aaron, with four fingers raised, quietly says, “Riko’s not here, Kevin.”

THE LIGHTS ARE ALL OUT
for @aftgmixtape.bsky.social

#aftg · #janefic · kevaaron · 14k, t
the dissolution of the perfect court (hollywood style)

One domino falls, and then an empire follows. This is how the world has always been.

—Kevin Day makes a comeback.

archiveofourown.org/works/63612664

oh i have to update my profile i’m 28 now

urghhhhhhhhhhh ok i’ll make myself post fic link during morning break

Graphic of a notebook with stickers of USC, post-its and notes in different handwriting. Words on the page include: A Super Comprehensive, Totally Foolproof, Really Effective Step-By-Step Guide on How to Appear Normal by Jeremy Knox. Jeremy/Jean. Rated PG. 15.5k words. College AU. For glittersinnin. For AFTG Mixtape 2025. "Real!!!!" "Don't forget to buy record player" "Not clickbait" "Seriously, it works" "For who..." "For someone..." "Not Jeremy tho"

Graphic of a notebook page with the fic's summary: They sit in the sand for awhile after the sun is well over the horizon, even though they always regret it later. The sun shines brightly, and Jeremy supposes that bodes well for the kind of year coming up. He puts a hand on his heart and exhales deeply. He’s lucky to see this and feels a little embarrassed about how dramatic he’s being about it, even if it’s to himself. But it’s the truth: the sun rose again, and Jeremy is okay, and sometimes life sucks for a few months and you don’t know how to manage it. Jeremy has been through worse than this with much less, and it’s the new year, and he’ll make it different. It’s fine. Jeremy Knox is not going through anything, actually. But if you were going through it, and you wanted to handle it the way Jeremy would, here’s the advice he’s give you: Avoid ever thinking about your problems (try to do this successfully) Angst in bathrooms, not in public Show everyone you’re fine by doing things almost exactly as you would normally Lie about it until the lie becomes true enough (try to do this successfully)

A Super Comprehensive, Totally Foolproof, Really Effective Step-By-Step Guide on How to Appear Normal by Jeremy Knox for glittersinnin as part of@aftgmixtape.bsky.social !

JereJean | 15.5k of pining... | PG
#aftg #taedrabbles

I LOVE ugly graphics LOL

Read here: archiveofourown.org/works/63001264

impulsively decided to post the first chapter of my FWB fic i’ve been working on for over a year 😌🧡 (hoping to update it weekly)

archiveofourown.org/works/618547...

I LOVE YOU I’LL EVEN BRAVE SOCMED FOR U and dude no i know, in omigiri server a friend did this to me once for one of my hq smut fic (not even omigiri!) and i almost perished but like i would sit on call with her again

every day i say words to kit and every day they learn to live with them

did u guys know mari is the coolest hottest funnest person on the planet and i love her dearly…… the way i screeched when i woke up to this that day LOL and then went thru the ordeal of reading it out loud w clarence so we could all have an audiobook experience… wails

a festive graphic for ‘kevaaronmas’ dec 17 • snow angel graphic text reads: “Are you out of your fucking mind?” Aaron hisses, shivering even bundled up in a hoodie. He kicks Kevin’s thigh. Kevin—starfished in snow at 2AM—ignores this. “Someone said I was hot tonight.” Aaron prays for patience. “Since when do you listen to other people?” Kevin starts fanning out his limbs, the world’s drunkest angel. Aaron wants to kill him. Aaron wants to kiss him. “Do you think I’m hot?” Definitely kill. “I have eyes,” Aaron says finally. “You’re alright.” Kevin huffs, before registering Aaron’s attire. “That’s mine,” he says, pleased. “You do think I’m hot.” “You can freeze,” Aaron decides.

on the seventeenth day of #kevaaronmas there was… a snow angel

this one was a lot of thinking of snow angel vibes & systematically rejecting them for being more fitting for a different dynamic HAHA & then when i figured one out, lots of trimming down… but we got there! now i can sleep!

LOVE U i am still so all over the show but i was thinking abt u today on one of my many errands bc i was being Hassled abt thursday by people wanting me to decide things WHICH THEN MADE ME GO it’s nearly !!! yk reunion day…… ur wife coming back from da war…

thank you so much 🥺😭💗

YES this would be an absolute delight 🥹🥹🥹 i wrote smth down to show u the other day too i must locate it again. i should have sent it at the time but i had sent an email and that took my whole life out of me apparently fiskfjfjf

sorry i’ve been all over the show 😭 sorta in triage mode but my hope is to get home from work tomorrow and just NAP and it’ll cure me so i can - if not Be Normal (big ask rn), at least catch up on some things (messages mostly) when it’s cooler at night. HOPE DECEMBER IS GOING WELL FOR Y’ALL SO FAR

a festive ‘kevaaronmas’ graphic for dec 16 • watching as it snows outside graphic text reads: Aaron doesn’t care about scenery, but something about the snow swirling—soft flurries against the Pennsylvania greenery—settles something inside him, that aching maw always just beneath his skin. They’re nearly at Binghamton, so Matt’s happy, despite the fuck-off-early start. The same cannot be said for Kevin, slumped against Aaron, half-scowling even in his sleep. “Are we—” Kevin starts, before yawning—huffing—blinking. His eyelashes brush Aaron’s skin. “Have we arrived?” “No,” Aaron says, then shoves Kevin’s face away. He can’t look at him right now. Not like this, soft and bleary-eyed. “You have morning breath.” Kevin grumbles. Aaron watches the world pass by.

on the sixteenth day of #kevaaronmas there was… watching as it snows outside

this one is set in a Specific Universe (idk if anyone will be pleased abt it if they guess but it’s ok it just explains the tone, that’s all lol) so it’s a little odd but. sleepy jane committed 🫨 i had to trim a lot oughhh

a festive kevaaronmas graphic for dec 15 • wishing on a star graphic text: “Make a wish,” Aaron murmurs. Kevin looks down at him. “What?” Aaron points, trailing a streak of light across the sky. “It’s a shooting star,” he says. “You’re meant to wish on them.” “You’ve never struck me as superstitious,” Kevin says. “I’m not,” Aaron says. “Nicky always says it.” That gives Kevin pause. Aaron’s been in Chicago for seven months now, which means Nicky’s been in Germany for six. “Okay,” Kevin says. “So make a wish.” For a second, he thinks Aaron’s going to argue. Then Aaron deflates. “Whatever,” he mutters, closing his eyes. Kevin watches him, chest aching.

on the fifteenth day of #kevaaronmas there was… wishing on a star

ok i looked at this prompt and huffed at past jane (who chose this bc the other major prompt screamed a diff ship to me lmao), got distracted, and then had to speedrun bc it’s 2:20am and i have to be up for work in 3h lol

ok now i sleep 😭 i owe so many dms and replies and EMAILS and notif response it’s just been so 😵‍💫🫨🫠 ykwim. the vibes have not been correct internally and it’s only been exacerbated by the heat. oughhhhhh but i will persevere

a festive ‘kevaaronmas’ graphic for the prompt dec 14 • “tell me” graphic text reads as follows: “Tell me,” Aaron says, and Kevin pauses. Curls his fingers around Aaron’s left wrist, his other hand hovering over Aaron’s waist until he hooks those fingers in Aaron’s beltloops. Tugs. “Aaron,” Kevin says. Beat. Two. “You can’t—un-know it.” “What am I, a flat-earther?” Aaron demands. He goes quiet, flinty and focused. “Tell me.” Kevin sighs. Bad idea. He unhooks his fingers anyway, leading Aaron until they’re beneath mistletoe. “Aaron,” Kevin says, and Aaron raises a challenging eyebrow, so Kevin leans in, kisses him. They break apart, Kevin’s heart in his throat. “Tell me again,” Aaron says. Oh. So Kevin does.

on the fourteenth day of #kevaaronmas someone said… “tell me”

i got woken up on the couch at 1am after falling asleep there from the heat (i still had food to eat 😭) but it worked out to a) get me to return to my room and actual bed and b) write and post this before passing out (which i do now) 🫡

I LOVE U i also thought i’d had enough mildly achy ones that i had to actually demonstrate a happy ending fjskdjdjd so the editing down to the wc on this one…. oughhhhhhh LMAO

kit he’s so fluffy 😭😭😭 i love him he’s gonna kick all the bad vibes in the whole world to the curb

drawing neil to combat the depression #aftg

em(ari)broidery is rlly soothing to my heart so while i’m Absolutely here to cheer for u when writing always, i am so enamoured by this current vibe too 💗💗💗

Ready for winter season
#andrewminyard #aftg

Me on Jeopardy: “Gimme hot blonde goalies for 100, Alex."

i am SO GLAD u defeated the posting demons and got this out to the world (shakes fist at internet gremlins chewing thru wires) i am so excited AHHHHHH

Aaaand some kevneil for your suppers 💕
#12daysofneilmas
archiveofourown.org/works/612739...

Aaron exhales deeply through his nose. “We’ve been here for an hour. In just this store. You’ve rejected every design I suggested. I want to go home.” “None of your choices were flattering.” Kevin forcefully thumps another sweater to Aaron’s chest. “I’m taking my time because I want it to look good on you.” Aaron softens a tiny bit, even though he thinks it’s ridiculous that Kevin cares so much. Before he can say anything else, Kevin mumbles, “Everything looks great on me, so.” Kevin switches the current shirt with another. Aaron closes his eyes and takes a calming breath.

#kevaaronmas day 12 — matching sweaters

so the thing is I didn't read the whole list of prompts so I already wrote matching sweaters for day 2 LOOOL so here are matching sweaters again (no I did not read the rest of the list ahead)

kevin playing fucking phone tag to tell aaron they have to kiss i’m crying like ok did u just want to deliver that news urself. like

please kevin is so funny and also a fucking liar per nora at least HAHAHAHA

clarence this is especially making me giggle considering what i told u abt redacted earlier LOOOOOOOOL