Just Yess!!

David "This is way above my paygrade" Wymack

Neil not telling Kevin and Andrew that he flew to LA is so fucking in character for him but we also gotta remember that Wymack knew where Neil went, because Jean called him from the Thai restaurant, and apparently said nothing.

Kevin can be a queen all he wants, his dad still remains the King of Not My Business.

To be honest, they have been the victims of crimes more times then they have actually committed crimes

I think this has to change

Time to be gay, do crime

my take is they should do more crime actually

renee walker (the living rainbow) who always has her nails painted a different color because color is such a beautiful thing, especially after you’ve been in the dark for so long

jean moreau, who starts painting his pinky nail whatever new color her nails are on their weekly skype call because it was 𝘩𝘦𝘳 color that pulled him out of the darkness, and the singular colored nail always reminds him of that rainbow he decided to live for

something about jean having to live under the ground in the nest for so long but the people he loves are from the sky

renee is a rainbow. kevin is a star. jeremy is the sun.

Taking in consideration Kevin will probably be making more then 1 million dollars per month(according to Neil, a common exy player can make 3 million a year, I believe Kevin, as the best, can make at least 4 times this value, so 12 million a year and 1 million per month), I think living off of only 200.000 would not be that bad (even though donations from his boyfriend's boyfriend are well accepted)

Jeremy and Andrew having to use their professional exy salaries to financially support not just their boyfriends but also their boyfriend’s boyfriend Kevin after Ichirou takes his monthly check

My friend,

Sorry if i bother you but my family and I are going through very difficult times, and I am doing everything I can to overcome them, but I can no longer do it alone💔. I never thought I would be in this situation, but life sometimes puts us through tough tests. Please, read my story as if you were in the place of your brother's, your friends, or your loved ones. If anyone can offer help, even something small, it would make a difference beyond words.

Please don’t ignore my message—every bit of support, no matter how small, could be a lifeline for us.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. 🥺♥️

Please donate and share, any help can make a difference

Unfortunetely Im not in a position to donate right now, but Im sharing in hopes somebody who sees it is in a position to

I can just imagine the cold running down Andrew's spine as he heard Neil's cell phone ring, but no sign of Neil, just his bag and the phone there on the ground

He knew Neil would never willingly leave his things behind, even with all the chaos, he would never leave his bag there. As the realization Neil was probably taken settled in, Andrew stopped to listen to the lyrics of Neil's ringtone, right as it said

'Runaway train never coming back'

And at that moment Andrew knew his runaway train could really never come back. At this point he could be dead already. The thought almost made his heart stop. Neil was smart, he was a survivor, he could survive, he HAD to survive. Andrew cursed himself for the ringtone he had chosen as a way to spite Neil, but now just felt like another one of life's cruel ironies

'Wrong way on a one-way track'

Andrew tried to remember how to breath as he reminded himself thats how it was always supposed to end, he knew this would happen, it was indeed a one-way track, but...it was so early, so sudden. Why couldn't he have more time?? He thought, not knowing if it was about him, Neil or the both of them

Andrew's chest tightened, as a mist of anger and desperation builded up inside him. He felt like he would burst at any moment. It was like a giant hole had been carved on his chest. After so long feeling nothing, having so many feelings at once made him dizzy.

That was when another realization settled in: it had always been Neil all along. Somehow Andrew was dumb enough to fool himself into thinking he would be able to let go when the time came, that he was in control of the situation and Neil was nothing but a distraction, someone interesting to distract him from the fact his whole life felt like a bore. But it wasnt true anymore and it hadn't been for a long time, maybe it was never really true.

Andrew had indeed gone the wrong way a one way track. He knew how this was gonna end, and still he fell into Neil's gravity and allowed himself to be pushed closer and closer everyday. The phone finally stopped ringing, but the song kept playing on his head like a buzz

He looked around again, hoping to find those clueless stupid blue eyes looking at him, but there was nothing, no one. He felt like if he was falling as he stomach sank. It was right then and there he finally admitted something he already had known for a while: he didn't want to, in fact, he couldnt live without Neil. A world without him was just pure hell. Andrew needed Neil as much as he needed air or water

(This wasnt supposed to be almost a fic, but I got carried away while writing, lol. Forgive me for any mistakes, I typed it on my cellphone and english isnt my first language)

Do you ever think about how Andrew called Neil’s phone after he disappeared, but instead of Neil answering, it’s just ‘Runaway train never coming back’ playing on a loop… or are you normal?

Jean is the proof that strong doesnt equal hard. He has a deeply kind heart, and it is exactly the fact his heart didnt get hard like stone with all the horrors he was put through that makes him so strong. He didnt just endure, his heart came out it all still soft and beating. I feel like this is also one of the reasons Riko was always specially cruel to Jean. He looked at him and saw all he could never be, all that his money, power and talent would never get him: a kind heart, and he wanted desperately to break this in him, to make Jean bitter and cruel, and it didnt matter how many parts of Jean he would break(physically, emotionally and mentally) he still couldnt break his softness and kindness. Not only that, but he was reminded of this at every turn: when Jean would still take care of Kevin, when he taught Kevin french, when he wasnt able to handle seeing Neil get waterboarded (even though he was tortured like that many times, he couldnt stand there and bare the suffering of another person). Riko hated and despised Jean bc no matter how many times he made Jean see and live through the worst of humanity, Jean still insisted of being a reminder of the best that human beings can be. He reminded Riko that he wasnt bad bc the world was bad, he was bad simply bc he was trash.

That's why I absolutely love Jean Moreau

I swear, this boy desearves the world, he desearves to heal. He desearves to be in a place like the Trojans, full of good ppl, who will show him that he desearves love

jean moreau who learns how to cook and falls in love with it because it distracts him from everything inside his head. jean moreau who learns how to ride a motorcycle and falls in love with the open road now that he can go wherever he wants whenever he wants to. jean moreau who likes peaches and cradles them in his hands like something precious. jean moreau who is sentimental with the gifts he receives from his friends. jean moreau who helped rhemann to pull up the vegetables in his garden and realised he would like to grow something of his own one day. jean moreau who'd plait his sister's hair for her, and sew up the rips in her dress. jean moreau who watches how people show affection to him and to each other and then emulates it back to them when they need it for comfort. jean moreau who was so disturbed by the image of his friend being hurt he searched her for imaginary bumps and bruises he knew weren't there. jean moreau who has been abandoned or betrayed time and again yet still looks out for his friends bc he is loyal by nature. jean moreau who still yearns so deeply for love even though he has convinced himself he cannot have it. jean moreau whose favourite colour is associated with all the things that bring him peace - the soil in rhemann's garden, the sand after the tide washed ashore, the dirt roads he'd been down with cat, jeremy's eyes. jean moreau, a soft boy forced into a hard life.

Hot Take

Burners should have the ability to fly. They just need to gobble down a couple of bowls of beans 🫘and rip an ungodly mighty fart as noisy as your neighbors at 2am, then off Cal goes, flying to Monfort to meet with his lovely 💜lightning girl.

Jean "knowing this cologne came from another man is making me murderous" Moreau I am OBSESSED with you