#kevin alvarez imagine

[holygrailimagines]

Fox

Summary: Kevin Alvarez is crushing on a certain Fox football reporter.

To say you loved your job was an understatement. You practically breathed sports and talking was something you couldn’t stop doing, so naturally being a Fox sports reporter was out of the question. You loved commentating on games and adding a little spice of your Mexican culture to it. Everybody loved you and you quickly became a fan favorite and one of America’s sweethearts. Thanks to all the support, you were here in Qatar for the 2022 World Cup. 

Today, you were commentating on Mexico v Poland with your Fox partner, Tom. You were so excited and ready to root for your home country. The whole time you were on the edge of your seat, waiting for Mexico to score. Unfortunately, that never arrived, but your hope was not extinguished as you left the air with a final hopeful message to Mexico for their next game. 

“Well, despite no goals, this was quite an interesting game as we got a little taste of what’s to come in Group C. Of course, San Ochoa saves the day. He truly is el señor de los cielos. However, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Alvarez. He definitely seems to be rising up to the plate, I sense this will be a great World Cup for Mexico.” You say, passing it on to Tom. 

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It was now 12 am in Qatar and you were exhausted. When you reached your hotel room, you took a well-deserved shower and hopped onto twitter. You were showered with the usual love, and the occasional hate tweets, but something caught your attention. An article published by TMZ: Mexican Football Star, Kevin Alvarez, Dating Fox Reporter, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?!

Your eyes widened as you quickly clicked on the article link and sure enough, a video clip was attached to the article. You pressed play and watched as the football player was bombarded by flashing lights and random questions. 

“Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Any news on a girlfriend?” The paparazzi frantically asked. You saw a small smile form on his face as he opened and closed his mouth, as if fighting the words threatening to come from his throat. 

“Ask (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” He said with a smirk and then made a mad dash to his hotel. The video ended there, and you were greeted with a blank screen. You caught your own reflection, wide mouthed and shocked. Like a ripple wave effect, your tweets instantly become Kevin Alvarez related as fans questioned your relationship status. To be honest, you weren’t mad at all. He was quite handsome, and you wouldn’t mind it if he was your boyfriend. 

Speaking of the devil, you got a DM notification from him on Instagram. You hesitated for a second but opened it, it read:

Hey, I know you probably saw that TMZ video, I really hope that didn’t upset you. I don’t really know why I said that. If I’m being honest, I have had a crush on you since forever. I understand if you never want to speak to me. I’m really sorry if I messed things up with you. 

Your heart was beating so fast and even if this was all happening online, you were blushing like mad. You stared at his message for what felt like hours, trying to come up with a good response. Should you be playful, play hard to get, be easy? The only thing you knew was that this guy was cute, and you wouldn’t mind spending some time with him. So, you responded: 

Haha, don’t worry about it. I totally get it. You didn’t mess anything up, I would love to hang out some time, but don’t you have a World Cup to worry about? 

You practically screamed and kicked your legs like a teenage girl when you hit the send button. Just as quickly as you sent it, you got another notification. 

Nah, I’m more worried about you. I think about you all the time.

Please I don’t know if these are shitty, I’m just writing like crazy now! 

#kevin alvarez #kevin alvarez x reader #kevin alvarez imagine #2022 world cup #seleccion mexicana

[iovejoao]

IOVEJOAO's MASTERLIST

diego lainez

just hold on we're goin home

joão félix

jude bellingham

neymar jr

kevin alvarez

pablo gavira

richarlison

pedri

#— ❝ RILEY’s MASTERLIST ❞ #football fanfic #joao felix imagine #jude bellingham imagine #neymar jr imagine #kevin alvarez imagine #pablo gavira imagine #richarlison imagine #pedri imagine

[i-care-4u]

shout out to the people that write about football players, i love you 😚💕

#trent alexander arnold #joao felix #kevin alvarez #jude bellingham #hector bellerin #kylian mbappe #mbappé #memo ochoa #pedri gonzalez #richarlison #richarlison de andrade #son heung min #cho gue sung #diego lainez #football x reader #football angst #soccer #soccer imagine #fifa22 #fifa world cup #wc 2022 #wc #world cup imagines #world cup #x reader

[lainezgirlfriend]

Can you do a kevin Alvarez one we’re the reader is a famous model and Kevin gets jealous that a celebrity want to get with her saying “y/n if you break up with your boyfriend just to lyk I’m single” in a interview idk something like that

"y/n over here!" "pose over here y/n" cameras flashed across the red carpet. it was a big event that y/n has attended without her boyfriend, kevin, for the first time.

they always invited each other to big events. kevin couldn't join her because of an important game he had. this made him upset

y/n was stunning, and everyone knew that. especially kevin, evryone would hit on on his girlfriend giving her all the attention. yes, he loved how important she was, the bad things was that a big majority of those people were men.

as y/n walked across the floor, posing she made eye contact with a famous male model. she recognized him from a photoshoot they did together for calvin klein.

as she walked to the end of the carpet, the male stopped her. "y/n! how are you doing? I've missed you!" dani, the model, smiled at her.

"hey dani! I'm doing great, just missing my boyfriend. I wish i was in mexico with him right now."

at the second he hear boyfriend, dani rolled his eyes.

"right, how is he by the way?" dani asked with slight sass. In all honesty, dani has been trying to make kevin look bad so that he can have y/n.

they continued their chat, dani trying to avoid involving kevin. paparazzi kept flashing pictures of the two. they knew what they were doing, trying to make them look like they're together.

photos would come out soon, one of them would get hated on, and the routine would repeat. that would happen to y/n alot. kevin hated it, that's would led them to a mini argument.

kevin was still away and didn't want to talk to y/n, so he messaged her.

KEVIN: seriously? why do you keep hanging out with him? you know he has a massive crush on you.

Y/N: I cant control if he comes up to me kevin and you should know that. I dont even like him, why cant you trust me?

KEVIN: I do trust you, i dont trust him. I just get jealous and you know that.

Y/N: I love you kevin, you know he can never take me away from you.

KEVIN: hes a model, he can take any girl.

Y/N: and so what? he most definitely cant take me away from you. Have you seen your self kevin? you're the most beautiful man i have ever seen!

as kevin read that message, he knew no one could take away his girlfriend. they loved each other too much.

#football #kevin alvarez #football imagine #cringe #i dont like this one

[mostlyiwant-tobekind]

As the fact that TSC second pov has yet to be confirmed, here are some of my favorite options:

1) Jeremy. A classic of the fandom.

2) Alvarez or Laila. Not discussed enough.

3) Some other unknown Trojan that has some insane backstory with the Yakuza. Would be hilarious to me personally.

4) Kevin Day. You might ask yourself why? Let me just say, why not? He is probably not the other pov but I really would like to listen to his every thought about exy.

5) Neil Josten. How could we forget about our beautiful and feral son?

6) Riko’s ghost. He is following Jean around trying to ruin his life again but he always fails somehow. It is like an episode of Tom and Jerry.

7) One of the Ravens. We don’t know anything about them, their cult is starting to be questioned and yet they can’t be free from it even though the only one of them that was there against his will has left and yet they can’t leave. I just think it would be nice to hear from inside the cult… I mean from inside the team.

8) Renne Walker. It is probably not her, but can you imagine if it is her and somehow all of her thoughts were the most violent and vile things ever and she just went on being nice to everyone. 200 words into a violent torture she is imagining and she just says something Catholic and moves on.

#all for the game #this blog is my personal diary #the sunshine court #neil josten #jean moreau #renee walker #kevin day #riko moriyama #catalina alvarez #laila dermott #jeremy knox #tsc #aftg

[jtl-fics]

i just want you to know that I've started watching The Fantastic Race (I'd never heard of it before) and i too cannot stop imagining Andreil in it.. but also a Foxes/Exy only edition.

like, one is Foxes only, 10 teams, either with some of the freshmen, or while Seth is still alive/in an AU where he survives.

one is Andreil against other Americans where they dominate everything

and one is Andreil, Kevin/jeremy, riko/jean, and some other teams from other American Exy teams

i will eat this thing upppp!! please write it, i beg of you lmao

I do love me some Amazing Race. I think I could give you a Miracle Year of Collegiate Exy version of the Amazing Race.

I think maybe after their initial run through and victory Neil and Andrew are like absolute fan favorites and even though Neil, Andrew, nor the show ever say it there is a general belief that Neil and Andrew got together BECAUSE of the show. Any follow-up publicity on it has Neil and Andrew just staring at the camera like "Are u for fucking real?"

The thing with these shows is that fan favorites get asked to go back ALL the time and Neil gets a lot of very lucrative sponsorships that make the Moriyamas VERY happy after it.

They offer the same deal, a cut on the % that they will take from earnings and this time it's just for competing and this time it's a deal given to. They want the Miracle Generation of the Foxes to come and if every one does then Ichirou will lower Neil, Jean, and Kevin's %s owed to 50% (Maybe the deals are that good, maybe Ichirou is a big fan of the show, maybe he has a finger in it's production. This is mostly just like rationale on why the fuck they'd all do this. Especially Neil and Andrew since like Andrew had a bad time on those planes).

Either way not a single Fox disagrees. Arrangements are made for everyone's kids / pets. Shit is talked.

The Miracle Generation Race is ON.

The Teams are As Follows:

(Fox) Neil Josten & Andrew Minyard (Orange) (Dating)

(Fox) Kevin Day & David Wymack (Green) (Father-Son)

(Fox) Dan Wilds-Boyd & Matt Wilds-Boyd (Yellow) (Married)

(Fox) Allison Reynolds & Renee Johnson (Pink) (BFFs)

(Fox) Aaron Minyard & Katelyn Minyard (Blue) (Engaged)

(Fox) Nicky Klose & Erik Klose (Purple) (Married)

(Trojan) Jean Moreau & Jeremy Knox (Red) (Dating)

(Raven) Johnson & Reacher (Black) (Friends)

(Trojan) Alvarez & Laila (White) (Dating)

(Raven) Thea Muldani & Jenkins (Teal) (Friends)

(Penn) Penn State Coach & Penn State Captain (Grey) (Friends? IDK I ran out of people to be honest and thought well maybe we just have some throwaway team to lose first)

One of the funnier things I could do with that is that this Miracle season is also fan favorite season too and they want the cast to come back but no one can be with their same partner again. So you get shit like Neil and Jean, Jeremy and Andrew, Allison and Kevin, Renee and Aaron, Wymack and Nicky, etc.

#Neil and Andrew are like 'yeah we're not trying that hard' #but then Aaron and Katelyn pass them at a Detour and it's like 'Oh fuck that running.' and proceed to have the MOST insane rivalry #Neil and Andrew actually trying because they just can't tolerate any of their friends / family beating them #Like it was FINE last season they just had to do pretty well and Ichirou would be fine with it #This season? It's fucking PERSONAL. #Catch Allison nailing any and all of those fashion related ones #Renee always is a hit with the locals and can get anywhere easily #Matt just has the MUSCLE to be able to just force through the challenges #Dan's unyielding spirit pushes them past their most difficult challenges #Nicky and Erik flat out just have the benefit of being EU citizens #Aaron and Katelyn have a thirst for blood because they have medical school debt to pay off #Honestly the foxes have already decided that they get the reward money but they're not TELLING THEM THAT #The Ravens are the race heels #Like full on fuck those guys #Is the energy everyone has #At one point Allison just flat out pays one of their taxis to go to the wrong place #Thea keeps trying to talk to Kevin and everyone keeps getting in the way of that #They broke up like a year beforehand and it's AWKWARD (tm) but Kevin is doing so much better now #All for the Race (A Season of Miracles) AU #AFTG #AFTG AU #The Palmetto State Foxes

[inej-qhafa]

so I'm currently rehearsing for an orchestral concert this weekend and I can't stop thinking about an orchestral au for the foxes

obviously wymack as the conductor (do you americans call them directors?)

dan as the principal violinist, she's got the drive and competitivity I associate with violinists plus leading the whole orchestra. literally imagine her playing the violin solos in rimsky-korsakov's scheherazade!!

allison as a cellist, literally the most beautiful instrument (maybe I'm biased) but also a little outside the norm. maybe viola but I really can't see her as anything other than a string player.

renee as a bassoonist, unusual and unique instrument! also bass instruments fit her cool and calm vibe like she's the rock of the orchestra (2nd bassoon most important player supremacy) - could also be double bass maybe.

matt as a violinist too, maybe leader of the second violins. this was the hardest for me to decide but again, like dan, he's a leader but also a great team player, and the role of the seconds is to support and balance the firsts and he'd be perfect.

seth as a percussionist for obvious reasons! but also the juxtaposition between him on the bass drum or cymbals or gong vs the triangle or vibraphone or something lol.

nicky on trumpet because he's so extroverted and energetic, I can imagine the conductor telling him to be quieter like every brass player gets told but then really going for it when he gets the chance.

aaron as a bassist. honestly just because the size difference would be hilarious. but actually I promise I've put more thought into it.

andrew as an oboist, listen maybe it's not a perfect match for his vibe but the oboe is v important in the orchestra as it tunes everyone else and also imagine him playing the most beautiful solos just completely deadpan while his face goes bright red (oboist problems). also consider visiting piano soloist?

kevin as a flautist. he's ultra competitive, thinks he's better than everyone else, and can probably actually follow through with that. also kinda elitist. can you tell what I think of flute players?

which leads to neil as a flautist who also plays piccolo! maybe he started out as a clarinettist who thinks flautists are attention seeking but picked up the flute super quickly in high school and secretly loves the piccolo.

plus of course everyones favourite side characters. consider jeremy and jean on french horn, alvarez as a trombonist, laila on viola, katelyn as a clarinettist, thea as the harpist, etc.

then! riko comes in to play a flute concerto with the orchestra...

#the foxhole court #tfc #all for the game #aftg #the foxes #dan wilds #allison reynolds #renee walker #matt boyd #seth gordon #nicky hemmick #aaron minyard #andrew minyard #kevin day #neil josten #can you tell i play the oboe and cello? #also don't come for me flautists #i have just found in my 10 years of orchestra as 1st oboe that 1st flute is either going to be incredible and great to play with #or will just REFUSE to play in tune with me and will do their own thing #i love you all secretly i promise #pls tell me your thoughts #and if anyone has written something like this please tell me! #i'm sure no one cares but i! do!

[moondal514]

Just Leave a Comment Fest 2023

I was too disorganized to post daily totals but my final overall comment total for the @justleaveacommentfest was: 56

Which, considering how busy my week was, isn’t half bad

Thought I’d make a fic rec list of a few of the fics I read (reread in some cases), loved, and commented on that were on theme for each day of the fest

Day 1: old/new fics

Fandom: All For the Game

Don't Speak Against the Sun by zeffyamethyst

adversus solem ne loquitor.

Sometimes it's not about winning, but how you play. Other times it's about doing whatever it takes to come out on top. Like, literally on top because Sarah enjoys holding Tish down.

The iconic 1st ever aftg fic that inspired Nora to create Laila and Alvarez

Fandom: All For the Game

The Love We Unravel by fullyvisible/ @fullyvisible

Jeremy deserves a comfortable, safe life; Jean knows he can't give it to him - and neither can Kevin. But they don't consider whether Jeremy thinks they're a risk worth taking.

Excellent KereJean angst

Day 2: <2k words

Fandom: Mo Dao Zu Shi

dam wei ying your bobbies by Yuisaki

"Are you even seeing my nipples?"

Lan Zhan's hand is still pressed to Wei Ying's chest. The nipple in question is poking at the center of his palm. Possibly where his lifeline is, which is an unspeakably cruel piece of irony and the fact that kindness is dead in the world. "I see them," says Lan Zhan instead.

At the banquet after the Grand Prix, Lan Zhan measures the circumference of Wei Ying's chest, among other things.

Will never be able to look at donghua!yiling laozhu ever again without thinking of this fic and cackling

Fandom: Six of Crows

honey to taste by alltheworldsinmyhead/ @alltheworldsinmyhead

"She reaches up and rests her hand lightly on the nape of his neck, pulling him towards her.

“Let’s not go anywhere today,” she says. “Write me down in your calendar, Dirtyhands. I’m yours for the weekend.”

Some gorgeously written post-canon Kanej

Day 3: au’s

Fandom: Mo Dao Zu Shi

notes on a rivalry by HeylookGiraffes/ @heylookgiraffes

“Ooo,” he says, turning the stand towards him. “‘Card-bored for cardboard ensemble,’ that’s original. Might as well write a dedication with that title.”

“You’re not even in music,” Jiang Cheng hisses under the background of voices arguing.

Nie Huisang raises an eyebrow and pulls out a French horn. In the front of the room, Wei Wuxian’s voice rises.

“I’ve never seen you use that,” says Jiang Cheng.

“I’m a man of many mysteries.”

Wen Qing turns around. Her rubberband and cereal box guitar creaks ominously in her hands. At her glare, the two of them fall silent just in time to hear Lan Wangji say, cool as a cucumber:

“It is no wonder that Wei Ying never writes for real instruments, since he can barely write for ones of his own creation.”

Nie Huisang looks like Christmas has come early. “This is even better than I imagined.”

Literally the exact modern composers au I was dying to read after I finished the MDZS novels

Fandom: All For The Game

Into The Deep by Fortheloveofexy/ @fortheloveofexy

Neil Josten stares at the large building in front of him, his mouth twisted into a small frown.

Yesterday, Browning had handed him a manila folder containing his new name, his new life. Included in that file had been a note, the same slightly crumpled note he’s holding in his hand now, with the name of his new employer.

Foxhole Aquarium. Ask for David Wymack

Absolutely iconic mer au

Day 4: rarepair/platonic

Fandom: BBC Merlin

The Shoemaker by fleete

Historical magical AU. In turn-of-the-century Glastonbury, Freya Lake is the headmistress of an orphanage for magical children. And despite all the seers’ dire warnings, Freya is happy; her infatuation with the shoemaker’s apprentice—who may or may not be a girl underneath his shirt and trousers—is slowly coming to a head. But then a woman claiming to be Morgan Le Fay shows up on the orphanage steps, demanding to see Emrys, and Freya is forced to rearrange her priorities.

Fun fact: this fic was one of the 1st portrayals of an genderqueer character I ever read and so rereading it years later made me quite unexpectedly emotional and I’m glad I got to fix my crime of having not left a comment on it before

Fandom: Good Omens

Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot by xylodemon/ @xylodemon

In which Crowley starts over. Again, and again, and again

Hilarious and fantastic read

Day 5: try something new

Fandom: Mo Dao Zu Shi

work song (crawl home) by animediac/ @jaywalkers

Jiang Cheng looks at Nie Huaisang curled up on his bunk, covered by a spare set of Yunmeng Jiang robes, and something inside him remembers the stories of soldiers coming home to their lovers.

Chengsang is a ship that never would’ve occurred to me on my own (prob cuz I haven’t watched cql) but if anyone could convert me to it, it would be Róisín and this fic is of course gorgeously written

Fandom: Black Mirror: Bandersnatch

The Pleasure Principle by fluorescentgrey/ @yeats-infection

"You weren't exactly starting from square one on the road to madness."

So I have watched exactly one Black Mirror episode (and it wasn’t this one lol) but Gen is such a talented writer that I would prob love reading even her grocery lists so it’s no surprise I love this fic despite my unfamiliarity with its canon

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Loved this fest, will continue to comment on fics as I have been doing. Much love to fic writers out there, thank you for sharing all your work and talent <3

#fic rec list #fic rec #aftg #mdzs #good omens #bbc merlin #black mirror #just leave a comment fest #soc

[someonelookingpraediti]

Currently Reading...

All for the Game - Nora Sakavic

Ok, so I have finally finished listening to the All for the Game audiobooks! It took me exactly FOUR MONTHS to listen to the whole series. It takes me a super long time to get through an audiobook, because I find them really difficult to focus on, so I can literally only listen while I’m doing one specific task at work which I do for like a single three-hour block once every fortnight. But I really wanted to listen to these because I’m just, completely obsessed with the books, and I’m determined to experience them in every possible way. Also, I wanted to hear it in an American accent. Honestly, I mostly loved it. Like, hearing Neil “Jah-stan” in his Neil Josten accent? Perfection. I loved Andrew’s voice, it was as infuriating and mocking as I hoped. I loved that you could totally tell the difference between Andrew and Aaron, because like, they weren’t raised together, why would they sound the same. And I definitely felt like I connected with the story in a new way, which is exactly what I was aiming for. However. In the first book, when Kevin “has to call Jean”, and the narrator clearly did not think to check?? And called him “Gene”?! Genuinely, I yanked my headphones out, slammed them on to the counter, and stormed outside for a stress cigarette while text-screaming at everyone I know. It took me some serious calming down before I could listen again. Luckily, the next time he was mentioned, the book specified that he was French, and the narrator got it right. There were also a few narration mistakes that were really obvious, knowing the books, but that would have really confused me if I’d been hearing them for the first time. At one point, the tattoo is on his neck and not his cheek, and there’s a bit where his father is named Nathaniel instead of Nathan. And most importantly, in the negative column, I hated Jean’s accent!!!! It was not the sexy French lover boy I was imagining, it was the old man caricature French geezer of my nightmares. But hey. It’s cool. I’m over it. I'm totally over it. But truly, the best bit was listening to the final section of The King’s Men less than a week after Nora announced her new Jean-centric book?! Truly and completely blessed. Honestly, getting to hear Jean being rescued, immediately followed by the literal ONLY Jeremy/Trojans scene? Hearing their match, hearing Jeremy being an absolute king, hearing Leila and Alvarez? I was quite genuinely bouncing around my little office in joy, knowing that these characters are going to be in another book. Jeremy is gonna treat my boy so right. I love that in four months worth of listening, the exact bit I listen to is the only bit I’ve been thinking about for days, following this announcement! I am so excited! Urgh, I’m just so glad I listened to these as audiobooks, and I’m definitely going to do it again one day. But for now, I am finally going to reread them in ebook format again! It’s been too many months.

#currently reading #rereads #all for the game #nora sakavic #the foxhole court #the raven king #the king's men #audiobook

[superhoeva-archived]

𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: ezekiel’s cousin kj pays him a unexpected visit. angel and gabriella bring the prospect in on their secret affairs.

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: ezekiel “ez” reyes, afa, kevin jimenez, felipe reyes, marcus alvarez (mentioned), gabriella adéline carter, angel reyes, gilberto “gilly” lopez, johnny “coco” cruz, luisa “adelita” espina, miguel galindo (mentioned)

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: hi, my loves! here is the next chapter, and it's still one of my favorites. remember, there is a new (familiar) face and pieces of the plot are beginning to unravel even more! there is some spanish in here, so pretty please correct me if anything is wrong. don't hesitate to comment if you have any thoughts! enjoy! p.s. i will resume the taglist for this story once i begin posting entirely new chapters. (gif credit: @thedevilsmoonshine)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): language, death (mentioned), drugs (mentioned), past trauma, a teeny tiny amount of fluff

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.8k

“𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈’𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞. ‘𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲.” - 𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞

Ezekiel couldn’t help but let out a few strained huffs as he worked to maneuver Afa’s body through the tunnel. He didn’t enjoy exhausting himself in this manner, but he didn’t have much of a choice––he was a prospect, and prospects did prospect work.

Yet, the large body of the man who was dumped on the makeshift dolly in front of him wasn’t as heavy as the words spoken by his cousin not too long before he returned to the tunnels.

As his father swung the door to his meat freezer open, it was revealed that the last person Ezekiel wanted to see at the moment was standing on the other side.

“They don’t waste an ounce, do they?”

EZ paused for a moment at the question, his second cousin's attempts at small talk already making him want to leave. However, he knew he couldn’t do that. It wasn’t part of the deal.

“The cows,” KJ identifies as EZ steps into the room, ignoring the faint smell of fresh but raw meat. “They use every part.”

Ezekiel still says nothing as his father reluctantly closes the door behind him, not comfortable with leaving his youngest son alone in this situation.

“What’s this?” Ezekiel asks, arms raising up and slapping back down to his sides as he looks at his cousin. “Thought we never meet face-to-face.”

To Ezekiel, this was one of the most important parts of their deal. He didn’t want to imagine what would happen if one of the patched members, or worse, his brother spotted him exchanging words with a fed.

“This couldn’t wait,” KJ sighs, finally looking over at EZ, the nonchalant look on his face morphing into one of seriousness. “Need to know what happened out on the 111 yesterday.”

The prospect bites his tongue in apprehension, taking a moment to think of the most ambiguous statement he could manage.

“We got jacked,” he shrugs.

“By who?”

Ezekiel looks away, shaking his head at how uncomfortable he felt sharing this information. Unfortunately, his feelings weren’t bestowed with the gift of being a bullet point on any of the papers of the contract that defined his DEA deal.

“Club’s still tryna figure it out,” EZ specifies, but both of them recognized that he knew more than he was letting on.

“Samoans?” KJ asks, the silence that followed from EZ being enough of an answer for him. “Nothing goes down on the street that I don’t know about.”

Although Ezekiel was already aware of that fact, he still swallowed painfully hard as it was clear that he wasn’t the only one that knew more than they were letting on.

“This only works if I can trust you, EZ,” KJ reminds his cousin, who sighs before dutifully playing his role of the powerless informant.

“Base Town Tribe did the heist. We tracked down the shot caller. The rebels hired them. Los Olvidados.”

KJ nods at the information, content that he was finally getting what he came for, asking, “Samoans give up any names?”

“Hell no,” EZ replies, hoping he’d given enough to get his cousin off of his back for the time being.

“But you know El Padrino’s in town,” KJ observes. “Did Galindo play the daddy card? Bring Alvarez down to handle the clusterfuck?”

“I’m not at the table,” Ezekiel tells him, knowing there was nothing more he could get off his chest tonight. At least, nothing more that wouldn’t end up getting him killed.

“Right, but you’re moving up. ‘Lot faster than I imagined,” KJ points out, and Ezekiel says nothing. “I hope you’re keeping your head straight.”

Even though Ezekiel couldn’t tell if KJ was being sincere or not, it still didn’t make the situation feel any more reassuring.

“Hey, you point that level of concern at my old man. He’s the one carrying the weight of this. And no more secret meat locker chats,” Ezekiel adds, not wanting to take the risk of being spotted with him by anyone.

“You don’t get to make that call,” KJ tells EZ, who clenches his jaw at the reminder “Shit happens. Players change. There’s no formula here. Gotta stay fluid.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Ezekiel questions, his agitation at being seemingly thrown around like a rag doll once again testing his temper.  “My deal doesn’t change.”

“You killed a cop! Your deal was a gift,” KJ exclaims, stepping up in the face of Ezekiel. “And I’m the one that made it happen. So If I say jump, you say how high–”

“Fuck you!”

Both of the men quiet at Ezekiel’s interjection, but not for long.

“You know what you signed up for, cuz. Don’t get cocky,” KJ mutters, voice calm but eyes sharp as they bored into the orbs of the man across from him.

The rules were simple, and if he broke them, he’d be right back inside. “And don’t go making any big plans.”

“What I signed up for was feeding you intel on Galindo. Only Galindo. My brother, the M.C.––nothing touches them. And there’s only one plan, cuz,” Ezekiel emphasizes the empty word, his heightened irritation enabling him from spotting how his father had cracked the door open to hear what they were discussing.

“The day the DEA has enough to move on that cartel is the day that I walk away. From you, the M.C., this town, all of it. I get my fucking life back.”

“You sure you’d walk away from everything?”

Ezekiel pauses at the unexpected question, thrown off by the knowing look on his cousin’s face.

“From Gabriella? I mean, you seem a little sweet on her, and I can’t say I don’t understand why. She seems like a wonderful person.”

(The first time KJ had seen her with his cousin was a few weeks ago. EZ, being the prospect, was given the task of picking up the large order of food for the rest of the club. Knowing he couldn’t fit the food on the back of his bike, Gabbi happily offered her truck and company to the prospect. The journey into town was filled with lighthearted jokes and belly laughs that continued into the restaurant as they paid for the food.

KJ, not having seen EZ beam like that with anyone other than Emily, was immediately interested in what it was about the ‘Princess of the Mayans’ that made his cousin smile that widely.)

Whatever was raging throughout EZ’s system before was nothing compared to the fury he felt now. Gabriella wasn’t supposed to be a part of this. Even though Ezekiel hadn’t known her when he made the deal, none of the dirt from it was supposed to touch her. As he said before, the only person this would reach was Miguel Galindo.

“She has nothing to do with this,” Ezekiel growls out, the thought of his new friend getting sucked into all of this because of him making his skin crawl. “She doesn’t even know anything.”

“You really believe that the goddaughter of Marcus Alvarez doesn’t know anything? You really think she doesn’t know more about the cartel than some of the older members of the MC? Sorry, Ezekiel, but she’s not as clueless as she seems. Trust me.”

Ezekiel couldn’t stomach the thought of Gabriella getting tied up into the relentless thorns of his deal. Every time he looked at her all he could think about was KJ contaminating the woman with the poison that was the Federal Bureau of Investigation. She was now in the same position as Ezekiel’s father, and the fact that she had no idea made it even worse.

With his cousin’s words lingering in the back of his mind and the literal dead weight he was pushing over the many hills of the tunnel, the younger Reyes had no chance of catching the conversation between his brother, Gilly, Coco, and Gabriella who walked a few feet ahead of him.

“I wanna bring him in,” Angel announces, catching wary looks from the three that had stopped in their tracks.

“My brother,” Angel continues, Coco and Gilly looking back to make sure that Ezekiel was out of earshot. “You see what’s been going down the past couple of days. He’s fuckin’ smart, man. He already knows we’re working something else. He can help.”

“He’s nine months shy of a patch, carnal,” Coco points out, Gilly nodding beside him.

Angel looks down towards his brother, shaking his head.

“I can’t keep lying to him. It feels wrong. If he bends, that’s on me,” Angel proposes, turning to Gabriella, who’d been silent up to this point. Of course, he wanted Gilly and Coco to say yes, but the most important answer would come from her.

After all, she did happen to be one of the two shot-callers of Los Olvidados.

“Take a vote,” Angel finalizes, seeing that Ezekiel was catching up to them. Coco and Gilly nod at Angel, moving to follow him as he walks deeper down the tunnel. Gabriella, however, travels at a slower pace behind them, biting her lip in deep thought.

More people brought the possibility of more support and increased the army of the forgotten, which would better their chances of achieving their goal. But more people also brought the possibility of more people possessing the knowledge of what their next steps were––and if that person fell into the wrong hands or uttered the wrong word, Los Olvidados would come crumbling into a bloody mess of true nothingness.

However, Gabriella had a feeling that Ezekiel knew better than that. His intelligence and clever nature, if he were willing to utilize it for them, could prove to be an advantage, and Gabbi hoped that Adelita would see that for herself.

The rest of the trip was filled with the quiet crunching of loose dust underneath rubber soles and EZ’s continuous heavy breathing. After a few more minutes, the five of them finally make it to the end of the tunnel.

Gabriella pushes open the gate, Angel and the others working to push Afa’s body up the slight hill.

“We’re gonna need the truck to haul him out,” Angel announces, his brother following him to the vehicle to prepare the back for the fallen Samoan. As Gabriella moves to help them, Coco briskly stops her and pulls her back down towards Gilly and himself.

“You two down with this?” Gilly ponders, motioning to the Reyes brothers. “Bringing in the prospect?”

“I get it,” Coco answers. “It’s hard to play family. What about you?”

Gabriella purses her lips before speaking low enough so only the two men next to her could hear.

“Right now, I don’t see a problem with it,” she starts. “But I won’t make a decision until I talk to Adelita about it. We always make these types of decisions together.”

Both Coco and Gilly nod at Gabbi, figuring that if she was confident enough to go with it, then they should consider it as well.

“I say we trust him, ‘till we don’t,” Coco finalizes, Gilly and Gabriella agreeing with a shared nod. Gilly then stands, signally for the rope with a quick whistle. He catches it once Ezekiel throws it down, Gabriella and Coco then adamantly working to tie the rope around the dead body and get it inside the trunk.

It wasn’t long before Afa’s body was settled in the back of the truck and everyone else was piled in the vehicle. Gilly took the chore of driving to the destination, and after a handful of minutes, the engine was shut off as they arrived.

While Ezekiel immediately headed to the back of the car to retrieve the body, everyone else began to make their way up a sand-covered hill.

“You want me to grab the body?” Ezekiel questions, thrown off by where everyone was in such a hurry to get to.

“Just come with us,” Angel answers, following Gabbi who was leading the way down the path to the camp. The path becomes progressively darker as they travel further along, Gilly pulling out a flashlight to make sure no one tripped over anything on their way. The sound of whistling began to dance through the air, catching only Ezekiel off guard.

The small gleams of light produced by the small fires near the camp had grown bigger as they finally arrived. Before they knew it, every nook and cranny started to leak with the dark silhouettes of the people at the camp as they were slowly surrounded.

“Holy shit,” EZ breathes out as it becomes evident that most of these people emerging around him were children, or at least, younger than him; many of whom, holding large guns.

Now completely surrounded, one single member makes their way out of the group and points a finger at EZ.

“Está bien,” Angel calls out with a reassuring nod. “Mi hermano. Mi sangre.”

(It’s okay. He’s my brother. My blood.)

The masked stranger finally pulls their finger out of the air, taking a few steps forward. There is a beat of silence before they remove their mask, and Ezekiel’s eyes widen when he registers where he’d seen the person’s face before.

“You may call me Adelita.”

Her tone is soft but unwavering as she speaks, commanding all of the attention to herself.

Ezekiel looks at his brother before offering, “EZ. Ezekiel.”

“It’s good to meet you, Ezekiel. Thank you for your help,” Adelita affirms gratefully before turning to look at Gabriella.

Ezekiel holds his breath as he watches Gabriella and Adelita look back at each other, not sure if the tension between the two of them was something he had to be worried about. However, his question was promptly answered as the two women break out in wide smiles, pulling the other into a tight hug.

“¿Todo el mundo está bien?”

(Everyone is well?)

Gabriella’s quiet question causes Ezekiel to look over towards Coco, Gilly, and his brother in confusion. He receives a couple of shrugs and a look from his brother telling him that he would explain it all later.

“Sí, sí,” Adelita quickly answers, squeezing Gabriella one last time before letting her go. Her facial expression falls back into the serious and determined one of before as soon as she looks away from Gabriella.

“Come,” she tells the group of Mayans and Gabriella, not waiting for a response as she turns and begins to make her way back to the camp. Ezekiel in particular followed with more questions than he believed he could hold but kept silent in hopes of getting some of them answered on their own.

Making their way into the tent (whose inside resembled that of an army base), Adelita dropped her mask, ready to get started.

Gabriella leads the rest of the group behind Adelita, smiling and placing kisses on the heads of the children she passed as they all filled inside.

“Do you have our package?” Adelita asks, Gilly answering by handing her the backpack they collected at the bar a few days ago. Ezekiel watches with curious eyes as Adelita unzips the bag, pulling out the familiar blocks of heroin––Galindo’s heroin.

“All 12 keys,” Angel informs her, and Adelita nods with a thank you.

“Galindo figured out it was the Samoans,” Gabriella announces with a sorrowful look on her face. “Got them to talk. He knows it was us. I’m sorry.”

Although this would be a minor setback for them, it was still a setback. Now Los Olividados was on everyone’s radar, and that was positive in some aspects.

They were turning heads. Making noise. Creating a reputation for themselves.

But this also increased the amount of danger they were in.

“It just unraveled. We couldn’t shut it down,” Gabriella sighs, kicking herself for not doing something more to prevent the hole Los Olvidados had dug for itself.

Adelita glances at Gabriella before sighing also. “We knew that was a risk.”

“He knows you’re at the border,” Coco informs Adelita. “And they’ll flip over every rock on both sides of the fence. Should head south. Just wait out in the mountains.”

Adelita lets out a breath, turning to Gabriella. They share a silent conversation for a moment before Adelita glances back at Coco.

“El diablo… na nos espanta,” she declares, before leaning over one of the children to give quiet directions. “El ratón… diles que es tiempo.”

(We no longer fear the devil.)

(The mouse… tell them it’s time.)

“Adélita, you guys have kids here,” Angel reminds the woman, sending a look towards Gabriella in hopes that she would back him up.

“Todos hemos sentido la mano salvaje del cartel.”

As Adelita speaks, she strokes the hair of one of the children and looks over at Gabriella. “Conocemos el terror de ver a nuestras masacradas de familias. O cómo se desvanecen.”

(We’ve all felt the savage hand of the cartel.)

(We know the terror of watching our families slaughtered. Or how they vanish.)

Gabriella’s gaze drops to the ground as her partner speaks of the atrocities and traumas most of the people in the tent were forced to experience. Each of them had their own sad origin story of how they ended up in Los Olvidados. At some point in their lives, the cartel had taken everything from them, and the only solitude that came from that sorrowful fact was the sacred bond that each of them shared. They were the only ones that truly knew what it was like to lose everything to the money-hungry cartel––and they were going to be the ones that made sure no one else would go through that suffering again.

“Ahora… Miguel Galindo conocerás ese dolor. Conocerás ese miedo.”

(Now… Miguel Galindo will know that pain. He will know that fear.)

Gabriella sighs deeply at the statement, wishing that Adelita would consider a different plan. What they were about to do––no matter her past with Miguel––broke her heart. There were countless times when she tried to talk Adelita out of it, try to look for another way to get what they wanted.

Still, Adelita wouldn’t budge.

“Can I talk to you for a second?” Gabriella pulls her gaze from the floor and settles them on her partner. Already knowing what they would be discussing, Gabriella only nods in response.

“I’ll meet you guys at the car,” she tells the Mayans, who reluctantly begin to make their way towards the exit of the tent. Coco and Gilly pat Gabriella on the arm before retreating.

Angel turns to Gabriella, lightly grasping her arm to pull her towards himself and his brother. “Everything good?”

“Yeah,” she promises, “just business.”

Angel could always read Gabriella better than most; nearly as well as Marcus.

Visibly, she was good at hiding how she was feeling. She knows that body language gives everything away, therefore, she also knew how to carry herself in a manner that made people think everything was alright.

But Angel knew her better than that––more specifically her eyes. He had looked in them enough times to know how she was feeling, the brown pools of honey revealing her entire being to him no matter how hard they worked to bury the emotions.

“Sure,” Angel groused, biting his tongue in lieu of pressing any further. “Just remember that I’m here for you, alright? Whatever you need. Don’t shut me out.”

Instead of giving a verbal response to the older Reyes, Gabriella pulls Angel’s head down towards her and graces his forehead with an affectionate kiss.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” Gabriella whispers as she pulls away from him, thumbs stroking across Angel’s cheeks before finally letting him go. Angel nods one last time, then moving to follow Gilly and Coco’s path. Gabriella was about to make her way over to Adelita, but the fact that Ezekiel hadn’t followed his brother out caused her to stay.

His gaze was stony as he looked at her, almost hurt by the fact that he was in the dark about something like this. But his gaze quickly softened as he remembered that he had no right to be upset over this––not while he was hiding his DEA deal from everyone. His secret was just as bad (probably worse), as he was just a pawn being used by the feds. Los Olvidados was just getting revenge for people they’d lost.

“Ditto what my brother said,” he mutters. “I know we haven’t known each other long, but I want you to know that I’m here for you too.”

After his proclamation, he was pleasantly surprised to receive a peck on the cheek from Gabriella. The kiss was shorter and shyer than the one she gifted to Angel, but it warmed Ezekiel’s heart nonetheless.

“Thank you, Ez.”

Ezekiel leaves Gabriella with one last smile before removing himself from the tent.

Gabriella, finally making her way over to Adelita, inwardly cringles as a sour feeling rises back up into her stomach at what was occurring somewhere along the interstate right now. Immediately noticing her mood shift, Adelita pats the empty spot next to her, signaling for Gabriella to sit down.

Plopping herself down, the two take a moment to sit in silence. Their eyes run over the few children still working diligently in the tent, and are briefly reminded of why they are doing all of this in the first place.

“I know you still don’t like that we’re doing this,” Adelita starts, looking over at Gabbi. “But this is the only way.”

“We’re kidnapping a kid, Adelita,” Gabriella exclaims quietly. “A baby, at that. You do realize how wrong this is, right?”

“Isn’t what the cartel did to all of our families even worse? Isn’t what they did to yourfamily even worse?”

Gabriella visibly flinches as she thinks of the names she hasn’t uttered in years, the stress of the kidnapping and unwanted memories spurred by her family forming themselves into gathering tears.

“Gabriella, all of this pain you are feeling right now is what Miguel Galindo will soon be going through,” Adelita tells her. “You and I started this journey to make sure the people who took everything from us pay. To stop the cartel from spilling any more blood, no matter the cost. This is the next step if we want to succeed in that.”

Adelita’s hand was tightly gripping Gabriella’s now. She knew that her close friend currently needed cordial support rather than the coldness of a strong-willed (and sometimes ruthless) rebel leader. Adelita, although she would never admit it out loud, also had reservations about taking Galindo’s baby––at first.

But Los Olvidados couldn’t take the risk of lightening up. Not when they were this close. The cartel was ruthless. They tortured and destroyed, never giving a second thought to the agony they caused––and Los Olvidados had no choice but to do the same. Fighting fire with fire was the only road to not only warranted vengeance but the desired triumph that they hoped would one day pay off.

#mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #angel reyes imagine #ezekiel reyes imagine #miguel galindo imagine #angel reyes x oc #ezekiel reyes x oc #miguel galindo x oc #buried skeletons #simone writes

[holygrailimagines]

Ballet

Summary: Reader is a ballerina

When you first told Kevin about your ballerina career, he would not stop teasing you about the tutu. You weren’t sure why, but he would always get a kick out of mentioning your lack of tutus.  

“You don’t always have to wear a tutu, Kev,” you would say, trying to explain to him that a leotard was just enough. He chuckled, raising his hands up in defense. 

“I’m just saying, a ballerina wouldn’t be a ballerina without her tutu.” He would say, laughing to himself as you huffed, a visible breath leaving your mouth. Although a smile creeped up on your face hearing how loudly his own joke made him laugh. The both of you were walking down fifth avenue in New York City. The sides of the streets were mounted by snow, as the snowflakes continued to softly land on the floor. The both of you were bundled up with coats and scarfs, hands stuffed in warm gloves. Kevin insisted on joining you for your private ballet practice and you couldn’t say no. I mean, you loved the idea of combining two things you loved

You guys finally reached your ballet studio, the warm atmosphere prompting you guys to remove all layers. You loved private lessons because it was just you, well now it was just you and Kev, which is honestly even better. He watched as you laced up your ballet slippers, the pink ribbon intertwining against your white tights. He thought you looked so cute in your ballet outfit. You stood up and made your way to the ballet bar to stretch. Kev followed you like a lost puppy. You began stretching your legs, showing Kev just how flexible you really were. 

“I would love to see you do that in the bedroom.” He teased. You laughed, playfulling rolling your eyes. “You're gross,” you jokingly replied. 

“Do you want to try?” You asked, challenging him. 

“Easy peasy.” He said, coming up next to you at the ballet bar. He tried to follow your moves but gave up quickly, saying that he was a boy with boy anatomy and so he couldn’t do what you were doing. You laughed at him, knowing that had absolutely nothing to do with his lack of flexibility. 

“Okay, just sit over there and watch me.” You say, as you walk towards the stereo, clicking play on your practice music. Kevin sat down on the mats placed in the very corner of the room. You got on your tippy toes, twirling and hopping to the music. Your arm and back muscles moved perfect and beautifully. You were so concentrated on yourself that you had forgotten that Kev was still here with you. 

“Wow, that was fucking amazing.” He said when the music was over, you jumped a bit, startled by his presence. You placed your hand on your heart and smiled softly at him. 

“Thank you, Kev.” You said, standing up and pecking him on the lips. He wrapped his arms around you and deepened the kiss. On your way home, he would not stop talking about how much of a beautiful dancer you were. Honestly, you were just glad he had forgotten all about that tutu stuff.

#kevin alvarez #kevin alvarez x reader #kevin alvarez imagine #seleccion mexicana #football #ballet

[shouldigoondrphil]

I don’t think it’s just me but any head cannons about the how the aftg characters interact and show up in media give me so much serotonin.

Like:

Neil making snarky tweets about Kevin and him getting “pissed” off

Andrew trolling Aaron for no apparent reason

Allison posting pictures with the foxes except they all look hungover and she looks like she just walked out of a model shoot

The whole Andreil being perceived in media

They would have a legit fandom

Think of the level of reach they have on here now as fictional characters. If they were real OH MY GOD. Imagine the power they’d hold

There would be so many ships it’d be hard to keep track of.

Kevin drooling over Jeremy cuz he’s Lowkey crushing but not rly Bc Jean would kill him

But he also gets its Bc Jeremy is amazing and beautiful and the literal sunshine and wait what was he thinking about again…

Imagine the compilations of Neil being an asshole

“Neil Josten being so completely over it for nine minutes straight(I mean Demi)”

Imagine the wholesome compilations

“The foxes being a wholesome(and scary) family for 17 minutes queer”

There’s just so much to work with

AND THE CATS OMG THE CATS

The fans freak about the cats for no apparent reason

It’s seen as confirmation if andreil everlasting love and devotion according to one tumblr user

And another replies that maybe it was a replacement for therapy. They might not be wrong but people discuss it in the comments

And don’t even start about the conspiracy blogs. “Is Nathaniel Wesininski secretly a drug lord using Exy as a front?”

Neil likes to post links to them on his Twitter. He won’t share his tumblr account with anyone.

Except Andrew.

Obviously.

Nicky and Erik’s wedding 😍

Underated couple Laila and Alvarez are besties with Allison.

Kevin also secretly hooked up with someone on the foxes after going pro and everyone is speculating over who it is

The foxes do not make it easy on him. They talk about it on Twitter.

By the end of the week Kevin has had enough. No one ever finds out. Except for one tumblr blogger who worked at the hotel Kevin snuck into.

Guess who was staying there?

AARON. Only Bc I’ve read too many Kevaaron fics and I love them all.

But yea

IMAGINE THE POTENTIAL PEOPLE

#i might add to this later #aftg #all for the game #andreil #aftg headcanon #aftg hc #I want so badly to exist in this universe

[codename-adler]

Hey! So I saw someone ask you for kevaaron recs and I saw the ones you recommended. I have read like more than half of those and I really like your taste (especially the one on Instagram, that one's great). So, I wanted to ask if you would give some of your favorite jerejean recs, since you also ship them. I don't have a problem with explicit scenes btw, but I don't prefer kerejean (I am sorry if that doesn't suit with you, but it's just not my thing)

This will be an honor and a pleasure!

All of these can be found on ao3, as they are from my personal bookmarks of Jerejean fics (12 in total, you can also find them regrouped on my dashboard @ codename_adler on ao3, just put the Jeremy Knox / Jean Moreau tag to filter down your research!)

I should also mention that these are all pretty long, triggering, explicit, mature and more or less canon compliant, considering how little we know in the books. To me, Jerejean is about healing and mending and finding solace in each other. If you're looking for something more... bright and AU-ish and short & sweet, I'm... yeah, not the right gal to ask. But please give these a shot, they are all so brilliant and beautiful!! ALSO, any Jerejean fic without Laila and Alvarez is lacking that quality content. I said what I said.

Alright, come on now!

Jerejean Fic Recs

Marrow Without Bone - exyfexyfoxes

First AFTG fic I ever read, first Jerejean fic I ever read, first ao3 fic I ever read... My first love. Always and forever in my heart.

(19 chapters, 79k, completed, M + TW + Explicit)

. When they laid Riko’s body to rest, the only thing Jean could think about was Kevin Day. Kevin Day, Castle Evermore, and the fragile blades of grass near his feet. He thought he must’ve been imagining their brightness, the absolute intensity of the iridescent neon bright fucking green of them.

Riko was dead.

-

'The Ravens never scouted me,' said Jeremy. He was bouncing his leg under the table. 'Didn’t you know why?' ''

playing on - flybbfly

Oh my god, they were roommates, but make it Jerejean with a bucket of angst, feels, trauma and sexual tension. So long. So slowburn. Yet never enough.

(31 chapters, 142k, completed, M + TW + Explicit)

(this one is also one of two fics that can only be accessed by registered users, make to have an ao3 account to read!)

" "Who knew California Golden Boy Jeremy Knox could play dirty?”

Jeremy grins. “Best kept secret on the west coast. Told you there was a western division striker who could dispossess you.”

“On a practice court, maybe," Jean says. "Try to get it away from me during a game.”

Jeremy leans back, bracing himself on gloved hands. “Luckily, I won't ever have to.”

In which Jean Moreau and Jeremy Knox play exy, share a dorm room, and accidentally insult each another a lot. "

philtatos - lydjah

A Jerejean getting together and healing fic with references to TSoA? It's more likely than you think. Hurts more than you think, too.

(5 chapters, 21k, completed, M + TW)

" Helping Jean Moreau heal is a game Jeremy Knox feels the stakes are too high to even consider the thought of losing. Jean’s first game as a Trojan against Edgar Allan feels like even higher stakes. Falling in love with Moreau - well, those are the highest stakes of all.

“You are his Achilles’ heel,” Laila whispers, in the dark, and her words bleed straight into the empty places in Jeremy’s heart. "

Quicksilver - lydjah

Alternate POVs between Jean and Jeremy, and so, so much love.

(5 chapters, 21k, completed, M + TW)+ Non-explicit sex)

" Jean’s first month at USC is nothing but darkness. Of course, he is used to this. The only colour Jean can anchor himself to in that time is Jeremy Knox’s bright, golden hair.

Fucking martyr, Jean thinks in savage French. "

Saturday Sun - bamboo_astronaut (A_Lesbian_With_Pink_Hair)

Setting beloved characters on the path to healing is its own form of therapy. I'm not even joking.

(1 chapter, 32k, completed, M + TW + Explicit)

" Jean Moreau arrives at USC bruised and battered, and Jeremy Knox is determined to help him heal from his painful past and welcome him to the Trojans with open arms. "

between hoping and believing - cryptickidprem

A soulmate AU!!!

(16 chapters, 47k, completed, pretty G-rated, slight TW bc duh it's Jean)

" Jean convinced himself a long time ago that he doesn't have a soulmate. Or maybe he just wants to believe that. Things would be easier if he was destined to be alone. It will at least hurt less when he inevitably winds up that way anyway.

And then there's Jeremy, who's been dreaming of meeting his match for years. For some reason, Jeremy seems determined to convince Jean that sometimes he might actually be able to have the things he hopes for, and that soulmate or no, Jean Moreau has people who will stick with him. "

Unholy Revelation - the_oxfordcomma

Brace yourselves. This isn't pretty. This isn't nice. But. Doesn't mean it's not worth it.

(1 chapter, 6k, completed, VERY M + TW + Explicit)

" Jeremy didn’t see the approaching Ravens. He was chattering away with Kevin and Matt Boyd, dazzling grin still in place from an hour ago when he’d climbed the stage to accept the award on behalf of his team for the final time. Although everyone in the room had known the Trojans would win, Jeremy still lit up with pride at the announcement, eyes sparkling as he squeezed Jean’s hand under the table. Jean had squeezed back.

Of course the Ravens would try and cast their shadow on the brightest thing in the room. "

Coupure Électrique - lscar123

The only uncompleted fic I'd recommend (last updated in 2017), although the last chapter ends in a way that could be a valid ending, which is why I'm putting it here anyways. The French is cringy but because the rest is so good it deserves a shot.

(21 chapters, 58k, incomplete, M + TW + Non-explicit sex)

" Jean and Jeremy spend the holidays together and learn more about each other than they ever could have imagined. "

Shield for a Heart - neilskey (spellitwithyourpeas)

Oh, the ansgt. Oh, the slowburn. Oh, my heart.

(16 chapters, 55k, completed, M + TW + Explicit)

" “It’s your choice, but you’re rotting away in here, Jean and no matter what she says, you can’t live in Abby’s spare bedroom forever. Time to start fighting again.”

Kevin’s hard and commanding tone was no surprise. The softness had been beaten out of him around the same time as Jean.

“What if I don’t want to anymore?”

Maybe it was because he had been half hidden in shadows-Jean had kept the shades drawn, but light still seeped in the cracks- but Jean thought he had seen something akin to understanding paint Kevin’s cool expression. “He’s gone. You survived. Play or don’t, it’s up to you, but you need to get out of this fucking house.” // Jean's first year at USC. Jeremy falls hard, Jean comes around eventually. "

He Could Taste the Stars - subtlehysteria

Yeah, there's a happy ending. But first, pain!

(25 chapters, 48k, completed, M + TW + Explicit)

" I am a Trojan. I go to USC, Jeremy Knox is my roommate, he has blue eyes, I have grey –

Jean recollected himself. Those were unimportant details. So why couldn’t he get the thought out of his head?

Jean is still adjusting to being a Trojan, Jeremy tries to help Jean open up to his new team. "

I Guess I Like You Like You - lazarusthefirst

This one goes pretty quickly into what matters and we like it like that.

(1 chapter, 7k, completed, M + TW + Explicit)

" ‘Even if it’s just sleeping, I’d rather do it in your room.’ "

Ask the Messenger - Metis_Ink

Second soulmate AU! But this one is very heavy... Made me cry. I cannot stress enough how sad and triggering this one is, even though it ends okay. Please be careful.

(5 chapters, 33k, completed, VERY M + TW + Explicit)

" Jeremy Knox and the soulmate.

Guest starring: Exy, a transfer student, generalized anxiety, older sisters, drunk lesbians, bread, cake, a shed, the beach, the absence of Hennessy, Star Wars, Renee Walker, self-taught smooth talking, gratuitous French, No. 1 Trojans fan Kevin Day, relationship drama, general drama, the power of Friendship, questions, answers, team spirit!, and, of course, romance. "

AND THERE YOU GO!

#jerejean #jerejean fics #jeremy knox #jean moreau #aftg #aftg fic #aftg fanfic #all for the game #usc trojans #exy #fic rec

[lainezgirlfriend]

who i plan on writing for:

Diego lainez

Pablo Gavi

Kevin alvarez

João felix

Pedri

Jude bellingham.

charles leclerc

pierre gasly

lando norris

arthur leclerc

ollie bearman

Carlos sainz

If you have any request for these imagines, dont be afraid to ask!

#football #diego lainez #lainez #pablogavi #gavi #pedri #kevin alvarez

[clarkeysbog]

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Who I Write For

The Camboys

Christian Seavey

Ryan Abe

Danny Garcia

Dylan Statham

William Hadaddin

Devonte Stewart

JC Caylen

Oscar Guerra

Kevin Langue

Kian Lawley

Crawford Collins

Reggie Webber

Jake Webber

Anderson Webb

Harrison Webb

David Alvarez

Other People I Write For

The Sidemen - Simon, JJ, Tobi, Vikk, Josh, Harry and Ethan

Finn Wolfhard (Platonic only)

Jaeden Martell (Platonic only)

Wyatt Oleff (Platonic only)

Franny Arrietta (can be a platonic fic with Daniel or on her own)

Nezza (can be a platonic fic with Crawford or on her own)

Anna Seavey (Could be either a Platonic/Sibling fic with Christian, Daniel and/or Tyler included or romantic fluff/angst)

Joseph Quinn

Calfreezy

Callux

ChrisMD

TheBurntChip

Beta Squad

ArthurTV

George Clarkey

What I Write and Don’t Write

What I write:

Platonic with younger!reader (NOTE: COULD BE SIBLING!READER OR JUST A YOUNGER FRIEND) (e.g. the guys being protective of the reader)

Angst (e.g. reader and one of the guys break up)

Fluff (e.g. reader and one the groups having a movie night)

If requested with a specific pronoun, I will write with those pronouns.

I mainly write platonic fics, but I am open to writing angst and fluff.

What I don’t write

SMUTS (I feel uncomfortable writing smuts since I am doing imagines about real people and despite Christian saying once on stream that he doesnt mind and Kevin has literally WRITTEN a wholeass fanfic on wattpad about the camboys himself, i still feel uncomfortable, and its out of my comfort zone <3)

I am no longer writing for Why Don't We, I am just not as interested in that band as i used to be, besides Jack & Daniel - I will still write for them but only when requested, otherwise i won't.

I will also write for specific fictional characters too (Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff, Kate Bishop, Natasha Romanoff, Robin Buckley, Argyle, etc.)

#the camboys #christian seavey #ryan abe #jc caylen #will hadaddin #dylan statham #devote stewart #anderson webb #oscar guerra #reggie webber #david alvarez #crawford collins #kian lawley #jake webber #Harrison webb #danny garcia #kevin langue #daniel seavey #corbyn besson #jack avery

[ao3feed-thefoxholecourt]

watch my heart burn

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3qxj24i

by wesninkiss

He was being thrown in a cage. And there may not be anywhere out. He silently begged somebody to rescue him. He imagined his mother storming into the castle they were going to throw him in, guns blazing and knives at the ready. 

At this point, you would coo, sympathy pressed against your cracked, dry lips at the little interscope of the tragedy that beholds his life.

Dear, oh, dear. And it’s only the beginning.

-

or, when kevin day's secret of being the creature he's trained his entire life to hunt gets out, jean's secret follows suit in a form of a domino effect and nearly dies getting out of the nest, only to be saved by a blue eyed, preppy high schooler, mistaking him for a dog and adopts him.

Words: 3104, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic, The Wolves of Mercy Falls - Maggie Stiefvater

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jean Moreau, Jeremy Knox, Kevin Day, Nathaniel Wesninski, Andrew Minyard, Riko Moriyama, Alvarez (All For The Game), Laila Dermott, Original Character, The Foxes

Relationships: Jeremy Knox/Jean Moreau, Kevin Day & Jean Moreau, Neil Josten & Jean Moreau, Kevin Day/Allison Reynolds/Renee Walker, Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard

Additional Tags: The Wolves of Mercy Falls AU, small town, Alternate Universe - Werewolves, Omniscient Narrative, no exy, Small Town where the Ravens are Werewolf Hunters, typical violence, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Torture, Foxes are Werwolves

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3qxj24i

#ao3feed #fanfic #all for the game #the foxhole court #tfc fanfic