Throws Up

the fact that jean knew next to nothing about bryson but took one look at jeremy’s face and decided something had to be done about him is wild. the fact that he stood up calmly and yet waited for jeremy to react again, heard the panic in his voice, and acted, is telling.

“it is my place to assess and handle threats against you” is like the absolute best way of saying “I’ll protect you” that I’ve ever read.

and I know we all lost our minds over this scene because of what jean goes and does and APPROPRIATELY SO, but like…

I almost never see anyone talk about the fact that this is the first time jean has a protective instinct towards jeremy. and instead of something like “I’ll go talk to him” or “I’ll make him leave” . . . . .

nora really had jean pretty much go “cat, hold my monopoly money. I don’t want to get blood on it.” and then he went and THREW A MOTHERFUCKER OFF THE PORCH. and then held him against the windshield because bryson was too stupid to stay put. choked him.

again we all lost our ever-loving minds and squealed and screamed because HOW COULD YOU NOT? but nora set a wild standard for people everywhere because this was jean’s first time protecting jeremy and look at how extremely he reacted. raven or not, damn.

guys. peeps. that next book is gonna be gold.

Never lose sight of why you started

The saddest part about Jean dying in every other universe isnt that his love story is the only one he survives. Its that Kevin couldnt have saved him, even if he stayed at evermore. If Kevin has somehow managed to get him out, it wouldnt have been enough. Neil wouldnt have been enough if he stayed at evermore, or if he was there from the start. If he had become a fox? Nope, not having Renee, Kevin, Neil and even Andrew wouldnt have been enough.

I cant entirely say Jeremys the reason he makes it either, its all the Trojans, its being in California. Having freedom. Having gay coaches, a sunshine captain/boyfriend, roommates/best friends, its cody and xavier and Renees list, Neils twisted smile and blant ignorance of the rules. Its all these tiny details, these small fragments of happiness that give him the strength and courage to live

Jean Moreau, the one and only.

Don't think about Aaron Minyard

Don't think about Aaron Minyard at the Foxes and Ravens match

Don't think about how he had to watch his brother be attacked

Don't think about how he only had enough time to shout

Don't think about how he wasn't fast enough

Don't think about him seeing someone swing a racquet at Andrew

Don't think about how he knows damn well that a racquet swung with enough force can kill a man

Don't think about how he remembers the weight of that racquet in his hands as he swung

Don't think about how he fought for his brother

Don't think about Aaron Minyard

Andrew has been particularly bored this game, they are tied for the third time in a row, yet nothing interesting has happened in the first half of the game. Taking their small rest of halftime, Neil approaches him with a smile that tells Andrew hes plotting something.

"What." Andrew gives him a curious glare as he sits down on the bench beside him.

"Shut down the goal." Neil demands blankly.

"And why would I do that." Immediately pissed off by this, Andrew gets ready to walk off, but Neil says something that makes him reconsider.

"If you do, that little corner store on the way to the dorm. I'll buy you everything you can carry." Neil stares at him with a look that says he already knows the answer, even though Andrew hasnt said or done anything, so he walks away without changing that.

The game starts again and Andrew defends the goal as if its sacred. 32 shots made and not a single one passes him, nothing is going to come between him and his seemingly endless stash of sweets. The rest of the Foxes are greatfully astonished, having no idea why Andrew suddenly kicked it up three gears.

Neil does as agreed, following Andrew around the convinent store as he fills his hoodie pocket, then his pants pockets, the hood itself, over filling his arms and tucking things in every possible location until Neil is certain he will start dropping things.

"Okay, youve already broken rules. You have enough." Neil chuckle as him barely able to see his face buried under the mountain of candy and ice cream.

"And what rules do you think Ive broken rabbit?" Andrew tilts his head with an intrigued glare.

"You filled your pockets. Thats not holding it."

"You said carry. Its on my person and I am carrying it. Buy up."

Rolling his eyes, Neil waits as Andrew awkwardly shuffles a fourth bag of skittles into his sleeve.

After another few minutes of him picking out his remaining choices, they go to the counter, the cashier a young woman wraring an mixed expression of 'what the fuck' and impressed. Before Andrew can start dropping it all on the counter, the click of a camera goes off. Andrew turns to Neil, anger overtaking his face. Another click. Neil lowers his phone as he pulls out his wallet.

"Youre insufferable." Andrew drops whats in his arms and digs the rest out of his sleeves, pockets and hood.

"What percent am I at now?"

"110%"

"Thats not even mathematically possible." Neil grumbles, but he smiles still.

Once they are back to the dorm, neil saves the photo of Andrew looking pissed with 300$ worth of candy in his arms as his phones background.

Andrew changes it to a picture of his middle finger two days later.

I don't ship kevjean not because its not there but because its been destroyed. I believe Kevin loved him back but knew it was a horrible idea, he saw what Riko did to Jean. He knew what it would cost them and so he ignored it, but now that they are both out, its too late. They have hurt each other way too much. They are starcrossed lovers, doomed by the narrative. They love each other just as much as they hate each other. It was real in every way they could never have.

Proof for the Kevjean deniers

(there are way more quotes and also just the way they interact with each other, but Tumblr only allows me to post 10 images in one post so I shortlisted)

NO BECAUSE IVE DWELLING ON THIS

The panel right before this one, he is off in the back ground and he looks so dark and gloomy. Everyone else is staring ahead but he is looking down.

Everyone is frozen, no one knows what to do and they are in danger. Ashlyn feels responsible for all of this and (I believe) she wants to try to help Ryan, she wants revenge against Jasmine but they need to escape. Everyone is so caught up in the moment, in panic, anger, frustration, so no one moves. Aiden is the crazy one, the lunitic, he doesnt think before he does things (prime example, jumping off the fucking WALL) but when no one was thinking, he stepped up, he made a decision everyone else was unable to make because they had to move. But if he had gone by himself, if he had just walked away, everyone would be concerned "what is this idiot doing" "where is he going, hes going to get himself hurt" but he took Ashlyn with him. He didnt hesitant to pull her along. She trusts him to do so, although she may see him as a moron, she trusts him because yes he is impulsive and reckless but one thing he is not, inconsiderate. She knows this because the pure panic he had when she got taken on the roof, the fear he had when he fought to get her back. He would never put her or the group in danger. She was, in a brief moment, unable to lead them, so he did it for her. The safest thing to do was to run, the only way they all 100% could get out is to run. The infected were coming, the staff had guns and was hunting them, there was no option but running. He was not going to let anyone get hurt again.

Chapter 86 spoilers

He always does the most

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jeremy Knox/Jean Moreau Characters: Jeremy Knox, Jean Moreau Additional Tags: Jeremy Knox Needs A Hug, Hurt Jeremy Knox, Soft Jean Moreau, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Hugs Summary:

Jean's focus only wavers at the feeling of a hand on his lower back, completely freezing when two arms slowly wrap around his torso, hugging him as soft sniffles are heard over the rushing water.

Jeremy had a really tough day, but Jean is all the comfort he needs.

I wrote another moment of Jerejean. this is a one shot.

You would think they are my favorite, maybe I need to write an Andreil fic next.

I adore all of these so much

sbd fanart (blood on the 4th image)

some jerk forced me to read school bus graveyard 2 days ago, i'm NOT okay 💕

I think this is probably what Aiden is most afriad of. He saw how badly Ben was hurt, not just physically, but he watched him spiral, loose his voice in every sense of the word, turn into a volient unsoothable person, Aiden became the person Ben is codependent on. He watched as Ben lost the thing he loved most. Of course this would be his worst nightmare, he knows how horrible it was for Ben and Im sure that in some way, he probably blames himself. For not being able to do more, for not helping Ben find his voice, for not protecting him in the first place. Ugh, I could go on about this forever, I really hope Red gives us more of the cousins. I want more of their relationship 🥲

Something abt the history book on the shelf repeating itself ?