When Jean gets there, its a screaming match between Jeremy and Bryson, Jeremy sobbing as he is yelling his heart out. William opens the front door at the sound of the motorcycle, an open invitation to join the dispute. Of course Bryson is pissed to see Jean (also slightly scared) but Jean just ignores him, going directly to Jeremy, getting between them and gently pushing him to the door.
"You're running away? Again." Bryson barks at Jeremy, but before he can antagonise him further or before Jeremy can response, Jean whips around, all his rage seconds from bursting.
"You ignorant, intolerant flickle minded child! You have the kindest brother anyone could ever ask for and you fucking ruin him at every turn." Bryson tries to cut in, but Jean steps closer, getting louder. "You are beyond pathetic. Just because your mommy's favorite doesnt give you the right such a brain dead waste of oxygen. If you ever make him cry again-" Jean stops, taking in a ragid breath, attempting to calm himself "Walk away from me before I start breaking bones." The death glare Jean locks on him has Bryson stepping back. Jean doesn't budge as Jeremy tries to pull him to the door, waiting for Bryson to take a few more steps back. Only when there's distance between then does be turn, keeping eyes on him and he lets Jeremy proceed him.
"Lets get you home." All of the anger in Jean voice is gone, replaced with concern and grief. Jeremy cries the whole ride, tightly clingy to Jean as he desperately tries to stop his sobbing. When Jean parks, he doesnt try to get off. Instead, he holds at Jeremy arms around his torso, grabbing his hands into his own, gently squeezing.
"I'll never let him hurt you again. I'd bury him before I let him lay hands on you." Jeans declaration is left without response when Jeremy whimpers out.
"I tried to remember. My mind went blank, I couldn't find the words. I tried-" Jean shushes him lightly, rubbing at Jeremy arm.
"We will work on it. You did good. What matters is that your home. We will start speaking french more often, with practice, you will get there." Jeremy picks his head up, resting it on Jeans shoulder. Their helmets keep them from looking at each other as they clank together.
"Thank you." Jeremy sighs out. "For getting me out of there." The relief in his tone has Jean relaxing, leaning back into his chest.
"Come on, Cat should have dinner ready by now."
as much as we all want jeremy to use the phrase to get jean to whisk him away from his abusive family, imagine if he can’t. jeremy just can’t remember. and he calls jean, sounding so broken and defeated. so tired. crying.
“I’m sorry I forgot. I’ll let you yell at me later for it, I promise. But please— can you please come get me?”
and somehow jeremy’s broken plea is so much harder to hear than the phrase would’ve been.
and of course jean isn’t going to yell at him. forgotten phrases or not, he’s going to get jeremy the fuck out of there. no question.
Jeremy has paid an exorbitant price for his brother's suicide, which, to be honest, wasn't even his. Noah shouldn't have been his responsibility in the first place. He's lost his family and will never get it back. The press humiliated him, the police denigrated him, his siblings and stepfather constantly insult him, his IDs have been seized, and he has no financial control to the point where he has to explain himself for buying a cup of coffee (and without ID, he can't work, so he can't make a living any other way). His family tries to isolate him by buying off his ex-partner. Bryson threatens him. Jeremy knows his future doesn't depend on him, so he decides he'll take some fun classes while he can. The guilt is so great that he seeks out dangerous and degrading sex in search of redemption. He allows his mother to boss him around, trying to get her to forgive him and love him. He's desperate for his biological father to call him.
And yet, he greets you with a fucking smile every day and tries to help his teammates as best he can and make everything as bearable for them. And yet, he tries to call Kevin and Neil to tell them not to overexert themselves when he's always so tired, he sometimes falls asleep while driving.
That's Jeremy Knox.
That's Captain Sunshine.
one of my favorite things to do in limited perspective is write sentences about the things someone doesn't do. he doesn't open his eyes. he doesn't reach out. i LOVE sentences like that. if it's describing the narrator, it's a reflection of their desires, something they're holding themselves back from. there's a tension between urge and action. it makes you ask why they wanted or felt compelled to do that, and also why they ultimately didn't. and if it's describing someone else, it tells you about the narrator's expectations. how they perceive that other person or their relationship. what they thought the other person was going to do, or thought the other person should have done, but failed to. negative action sentences are everything.
Andrew doesnt like whne people touch his things, he doesnt share and Neil is his. When a small fangroup of girls rushes up to Neil before the game, he ignores them, prentending he doesn't care. He stands far off blocking out the random squeals and complements until one of the girls asks for a picture. Neil gives a shrug and a fake smile to get it over with, the girl getting up on her toes to kiss his cheek and take the picture. Andrew takes two steps forward before they are called for lineup. His eyes don't leave the girl until Neil is as his side again. The game goes by in a blur, score after score, shut down after shut down, Andrew keeps most of his frustration in check, only getting worked up when the ball makes it to his goal. They win 17 to 8 and when the bell tolls Andrew steps out of his goal. The foxes celebrate in the middle and he joins them, almost, barely two feet off of the huddle, he motions for Neil. Neil obeys and walks over, taking off his gloves on his way. Andrew has already removed his gloves and helmet, abandoning them at the goal. When Neil makes it to him, his helmet is unbuckled but in place, so Andrew laces his fingers with the guard, tugging it.
"Off." Neil obeys, pulling it over his head and letting Andrew drop it to the floor. "Yes or no?" Neil looks at him suprized, he doesnt ever want public affection, and with this many people around? Neil pans over the crowd, scanning the faces of cheering bystanders. Andrew grabs his face and pulls him back. "Yes or no?" He repeats, locking their eyes together.
"Its always yes. You know that." Neil cant help but smile as Andrew rolls his eyes then yanks him to him. Neil instinctively puts his hands in his hair, pulling him closer. Their kiss is aggressive and sudden and over before Neil is satisfied, but he drops his hands and lets Andrew push him away. Neil only stares when its over, wanting more and not caring for the thousands who just saw. Andrew turns his head to where the fangirls sit, then grabs Neil by the collar, pulling him off the court, Neil only smiles wider as the foxes lose their minds about what just happened, exchanging their bet payouts.
Dare I say Andreil
I want it so badly to be a step by step process. Starting out fully clothed with Jeremy washing his hair and arms the, maybe he realizes Jean can't stand water in his face so he just wipes him down with wet hands instead of trying to get him under the water. Maybe a week or so goes by and it happens again, but this time Jean's comfortable enough to take off his shirt, allowing Jeremy to wash his back and get the lent out of his scars. (As someone with a lot of scars lent is such a battle especially in spots you can't reach) By the third time Jean is able to close his eyes without being scared, letting the water rush over him without flinching. Two or three months into these occasional showers, Jean is willing to try to put his face in the water, but he clings to Jeremy the whole time, who holds a dry towel for him if he panics. And they get through it and Jean is learning that the water isn't what hurt him. Showers can be good. Showers with Jeremy are better.
desperately in need of a non-sexual jerejean shower scene with their clothes on. jeremy washing jean’s hair. jean realizing that water is not always meant to hurt, but it can even be relaxing. jeremy softly yapping non-stop so jean doesn’t get lost in his thoughts. help
I’m going to casually drop this here and pretend I’m not embarrassed with myself 😅 I wrote a Kevaaron fic that is VERY sexual, anyway!
Take this man to get a tattoo. Take 👏 this👏 man 👏 to 👏 get 👏 a 👏 tattoo!! GAH theres nothing else that can make him reach peak hotness (big messy manbun 👀) like a tattoo can.
No but really, I can see him getting like blackberry flowers or maybe seashells in remembrance of Elodie. Something simple and sweet, very little coloring thats well shaded on his forearm or his bicep. Maybe even putting her name in fancy cursive (if he can bring himself to be so sentimental, I know he struggles to say/hear her name)
As much as I would really like to see him reunited with her (remains)
[ talked about here https://www.tumblr.com/smittenmeraki/778038352449601536/no-because-i-keep-thinking-of-neil-having-his?source=share ],
I dont think that will happen and this is a beautiful way for him to pay tribute and put her to rest.
at some point after tgr, the trojans sit cat down intervention-style
‘cat you CANNOT keep making jean hotter. you taught him how to cook. you taught him how to drive a motorcycle and helped him get his own. you’re getting him to show his soft boy side in public. you helped convince him to be a dog dad cat we CAN’T HANDLE ANY MORE the whole team is obsessed with him and jeremy is DYING can you have some CONSIDERATION cat’
I need Jeremy knox to have a wild side. I have this image in my brain that he has a switch that flips every once in a while. A very rare one, one he tries to out grow and put behind him, but on really good days when he wants to be high on life, he lets it go. Im talking drifting down back roads, doing donuts in parking lots, throwing fireworks into the bonfires, high school redneck level wild side. I want to watch this man chug a beer and flirt a man into submission without even trying. I want to see Jean be amused, moritfied and jealous that Jeremy can be so in love with life to the point of being risky. I need Cat and Laila to have a "oh shit, here we go" moment right before it happens because my god he has that smile, that stupid glint he gets in his eyes before he dives in. I adore his gentle side and how he wants to help everyone and be a good team captain, but I want the nights where he sets that aside and needs to be reigned in before he hurts himself.
So we can all agree that at some point Jeremy is gonna ride Jeans motorcycle. I want a moment of Jeremy being nervous beforehand while Jean is going over basic safety and communication, but Jeremy is just not paying attention, so Jean does that super hot, grab the chin of the helmet maneuver, making him look up and saying something like "pay attention" or "listen to me" and Jeremy is just immediately weak in the knees like 'oh fuck, he can get hotter.' And I NEED Jean to notice, to see his eyes go wide and his face get red because the amount of times Jean has grabbed Jeremys chin, this is going to be the moment that gets them both.
12 hours and 16 minutes later, I am about 45 seconds into this animation 😅
Anyway heres another panel
I feel like my style and how I have been drawing them is so inconsistent and all over the place, but I'm still at it 🤷♀️
Aspiring author with no time to write. "Head full of fantasies"
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