Andy and Leyley and Whatever The Fuck Is a Love Story!
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It’s all smoke and mirrors—illusions and tricks that he sells to the world like some sort of fucked up magician. Or a con artist—Andrew thinks that’s a more apt comparison. He’s good at it, too.
Pretending came as naturally as breathing at this point. He can be anything that anyone wants him to be, even if he would love nothing more than to take a bat to the back of their skull and bash their fucking brains in until their face remained nothing but an unrecognizable red mush. They’d never know.
He’s that good.
Andrew knows the rot is there, though. He can always feel it—sloshing around in his insides like thick black sludge. Not quite like a tar pit, but something close to one. It builds in his lungs like the smoke that he blackens them with until he is choking on it, until he feels like it’s going to explode out of his fucking chest. Those days are the worst, when it’s nearly impossible to keep it together, when the staples holding his chest together burst apart and the festering rot pours out.
Ashley is always harder to ignore on those days.
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Mad Girl's Love Song by thebonezone
Fandoms: The Coffin of Andy and Leyley (Visual Novel)
21 Jul 2025
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The problem is that Andy is just like her. He just didn’t want to admit it. He’s just as disengaged from the world, just as lonely and out of place, just as much of an outsider. He just understood the rules and the script that everyone else seemed to have and was determined to abide by them. He’d force himself into that box, even though he’s far too misshapen and large to fit. He jams himself in, cuts off the pieces that he can’t squeeze in, and masquerades as a square when he is anything but.
It's fucking insane to her.
He still thought that he could achieve a normal life, but Leyley had always known better. The two of them weren’t meant for any of that. Or maybe, Andrew was. He knew how to play the game well enough that he might just be able to fake it until he made it, but where did that leave poor, disliked Leyley? Leyley, who had no mother, no father (hah!), no friends, and no brother, once he fucked off to God’s nowhere to play pretend with people whom he didn’t even give a fuck about?
It left her all alone.
And she’d fucking die before she let that happen.
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