#lailalvarez

[codename-adler]

Ah, sweetie little Jean…

had to, in honor of today

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[edens-sweetie-pie]

1) trying to come up with a name Sweetie <3

2) tryna find the pfp artist again ||starcaster||

3) in case of emergency dirty thoughts about Foxes & co.

4) ao3 loading

5) AFTG sapphics ftw 🧡🤍🩷

[bienmoreau]

Jerejean 16 and 19, lailvarez 1 and 13 annnnd Jesse and Jude 29?

Jerejean;

16. If they’re separate and they see something that reminds them of their beloved. What would it most likely be and why?

oohhh interesting. This is actually really hard to pick apart now we have conon for them. I feel like my hc are in a box on a top shelf and I haven't looked at it in ages.. but okay working with canon here. i think for Jean it would be small things, we already know he associates brown with Jeremy so seeing things that are the same tone/colour as his eye is one, and also I think there will in time be a point where when jean see good dogs he'll think of Jere/abt sending a photo to him. I have others but as I said to you my brain is kinda fried rn.

and for Jere... I think again things that are the same colour as Jean's eyes, skylines when mist or fog make the colour is muted & grey, moonlight through a window/in a reflection etc. but also when something is truly incredulous and he just knows jean would have something to say abt it and just the thought makes him smile. And then also once jean starts growing stuff (no Jeremy zone) but from then on he'd notice familiar plants from Jean's garden and that would always make him think of him.

19. Do they have a place/object that is specifically theirs? Where/What is it and why? (ex: Odysseus and Penelope’s olive tree bed)

Jabberwocky? 🤣 But umm no okay. So their shared room ofc. It's Jeremy's actually home more than anywhere else until they get their own place. And I think with that would come the spaces they make together that are their blended lives and are inextricably linked together. Its a place where they are able to hold space for each other and let each other show up in ways they don't share with anyone else. (The exact opposite is Jeremy's room in his mother's house and a place where Jean's growing record of his new life are safe to be on display.

Lailalvarez

1. How would a thumb war go?

Ahahahahah. Alvarez tries so hard and you'd think that she'd be good at it but apparently thumbs wars against the love of your life is more like handling an open bag of rice than it is playing video games. She rushes a little soon and then gets distracted by Lailas smile and doesn't stand a chance after that.

13. How would the pair do in an escape room? What kind of room would they choose and would they get out?

Ahahahhahaahhaha worse than handling an open bag of rice. They do try, well Laila tries but gets turned around a little and Cat is rushing around all over the place. They do manage to get some of the answers but she doesn't really know how. And Laila is just doing what she can with what Cat gives her. They also waste time cause Cat begs kisses for right answers.

Jesse/Jude

29. What is their home like and how do they decorate it?

It's a lovely little two story with a porch and a back garden. Fairly modest (they upgrade when Jude starts getting noticed before he goes more into producing) but the general vibe stays the same. A garden for Jesse to decompress in. A soundproofed studio for Jude with a sofa bed, bathroom with a nice bath, semi open plan living room/kitchen (w/ dining table) downstairs and then their bedroom (en suit) and spare room(s) for the family visit. Lots of soft things and plants and colour and fairy lights (especially in their room and the back deck). It's kinda country cottage style inside but they're still just on the edge of LA so it's not actually old at all just soft shapes and study construction.

[unhinged-girls-stan]

thank you nora sakavic for bringing us the sunshine court !!!!! this emotionally devastated me in the same beautiful way the aftg books did way back when i was a teenager reading at night on my laptop. i adored seeing characters i've loved for years given new life. this reignited my interest for the series, i didn't know i stil had so much love for my foxes and my trojans. love you <3 !!!!!!!

[jeanmoroses]

guys im genuinely tweaking what are we calling laila and cat. lailacat?? catalaila?? catlaila??? is lailalvarez out now

[kevinday-02]

laila: yo i think we'd make a pretty good band

alvarez: and why is that

laila: well you play the flute and jeremy plays guitar

laila: and me and jean are cool as fuck

[foxerice]

DO continue the old guard AU pls :)

immortal foxes part 2!

recap !

neil just found out he’s immortal (his father killed him, neil came back to life, killed his father, is now panicking in a gas station bathroom)

*

the rest of the foxes know about neil and are after him, it’s a race.

(they find out through a dream + it’s how they know about each other, though andrews group and dans have not met yet) 

(then there’s renee who knows everyone, recently left the foxes after an argument, they now feel bad and are after neil, so that they find renee)

*

andrew’s group (drew nicky and aaron) have arrived in neil’s area

renee’s group is right behind them (renee kevin and jean) 

(kev and jean just found out they were immortal like 2 weeks ago, together :) renee went to retrieve them)

dan’s group are further away, still want to get neil before the rest do, so they’re speeding. excessively. have already had one accident on the way (seth) (he is immortal, i have not killed him off) pray for them.

(dans group is: dan matt allison seth + katelyn)

-

so neil is in a gas station bathroom and a stranger knocks on the door. neil opens it. he’s handed a plastic bag.

he thanks the stranger and closes the door in their face. washes up in the sink + gets changed etc

(u see, neil is trying Very Hard not to think about why this stranger suddenly decided to buy him clothes and soap. neil’s decided it’s just ‘people do weird things when ur attractive. even if u look like u definitely killed 8 people 15 minutes ago.’)

*

half an hour later, when neil’s dressed and clean he walks out of the bathroom. and. to his absolute Horror. the weird stranger is Still waiting for him.

neil halts. kind of scared. there’s a beat of silence.

-

stranger: oh sorry i haven’t introduced myself!— my name’s jeremy! jeremy knox :) nice to meet you.

neil stares impolitely. jeremy ignores this, then suddenly goes “oh!” making neil jump.

jeremy laughs and apologizes, then shuffles through his backpack.

he hands neil a granola bar + a grey gatorade and smiles.

neil is in love

-

so renee is trying to steal a car.

keyword: trying

jean, jumping up and down in place: oh my god oh my god oh m

kevin, whisper shouting at renee as she walks past him with a bat: you literally just beat up a fucking cop!! we can’t just—

(glass shattering) (kev and jean screaming)

-

andrew wants to look for the pretty boy and snatch him up before the trojans do. but aaron REFUSES to fucking help. out of spite.

u see the last immortal (before kev+jean) was a blonde girl (katelyn) and they found out about her through a dream, as usual.

this was around 350 years ago. aaron wanted to look for her. andrew refused.

aaron has been (extremely) petty ever since

-

andrew: nicky, you go through gas stations, public bathrooms, anything. aaron will—

aaron: im not doing shit.

andrew:

andrew: it’s been three fucking centuries. get over it.

aaron: YOURE AFTER MULTIPLE CUTE BOYS MEANWHILE YOU DIDNT EVEN LET ME—

(aaron continues yelling, nicky does his I Told You So laugh and does not help at all. andrew puts his head in his hands and groans)

-

neil is in a van. on the highway. staring at jeremy and a girl. the driver is another girl.

so. now that the granola and gatorade are finished. neil realises he’s definitely made a mistake.

jeremy has introduced the girls as laila and alvarez. he’s also explained that all of them are immortal, including neil.

neil is too busy unlocking the car door

-

renee has told andrew that she’s getting closer and is currently on the highway. andrew yells about aaron.

kevin and jean have fallen asleep on each other in the backseat.

-

the foxes are on the highway. getting closer inhumanly fast lol. seth is now sharing with matt due to him crashing his other car

there were no other casualties other than seth— he didn’t die, but got yelled at by dan. f.

-

renee sees familiar looking cars going way over the speed limit in her rearview mirror and laughs

-

alvarez is driving quietly. jeremy seems to have gotten carsick and is now sticking his head out the window. trying not to throw up. laila is all too excited, smiling brightly as she attempts at a conversation with neil.

neil. of course. is not listening.

laila then finally turn and asks jeremy if he’s alright. neil decides it’s now or never.

*

he throws the car door open and hurls himself out, breaking some limbs as he practically fucking flies down the highway. 

cars barely miss neil, swerving past him. he doesn’t notice due to the fact that everything he broke is healing extremely slowly and painfully

alvarez hastily stops the van, twisting to the side of the road. cars beep and swerve past violently in the process.

laila jumps out of the van shakily, taking out a gun. she yells for neil.

neil, healing, immediately notices laila. then jeremy, who has rather embarrassingly fallen out of the van. he seems to be hurling.

neil then notices that laila has a gun. he immediately gets up, and starts running fast, ignoring his half healed leg. the direction he’s chosen is the forest right off the highway.

laila notices

she shoots neil in the head, he falls.

-

renee sees the cars gathering in the opposite direction

but can’t see much past the concrete dividers placed between lanes. she doesn’t really think much about it.

suddenly, a gunshot.

renee mutters ‘of course’ and slams the brakes. a car immediately crashes into the back of hers, sending them flying a few feet forward.

jean and kevin wake up from their sleep rather. shocked. and in pain.

kevin, bloody, is about to yell something at renee but she speed dials andrew and throws her phone at kevin

renee jumps out of the car, vaulting over the concrete divider. she runs in the direction of the van.

-

allison, who is in front of the rest of the foxes, immediately noticed renee running out of the wrecked car in the distance.

she laughs gleefully, quickly calling dan, who’s a few cars behind, telling her the rest of the foxes should definitely stop their cars.

-

so renee jumps over the barrier, running through the crowd of cars and onlookers.

she spots a woman heaving a dead redhead over one shoulder

[andwewminward]

some thoughts about laila and alvarez, for your consideration

- Laila and Alvarez get each other some crazy socks, but then they swap half of the pairs so they’re mismatched but matching with each other

- When some rando in public asks which one wears the pants , Alvarez says “oh god not me” and rips off her tear away pants. (Laila is wearing a skirt. Her response is a sneer, and “Pants? In this economy? Absolutely not.”)

- Similarly , when someone asks who’s the man in the relationship, it becomes a battle between them both to see who can sharpie facial hair onto the other first.

- Some nights, Laila gets sad about people no longer in her life. Alvarez makes it her mission to cheer Laila up, whether it’s pulling out the slutty clown costume from freshman year that they made Jeremy wear on a unicycle, or if it’s just holding her close and stroking her hair, murmuring about everything and nothing all at once.

- When Alvarez gets sick, she tries to humor her way through it, but when it’s just her and Laila, the humor screen drops and she allows herself to be taken care of. (Laila brings her chicken noodle star soup. “Wow,” Alvarez says. “You really are the perfect trophy wife.” “Wife, huh? I don’t see a ring, though.” Alvarez reaches into the bedside table’s drawer and pulls out a ring pop. “Forgive me, my majestical overlord,” a cough. “But I’ve been forbidden from leaving my bed, so this is all I have right now.” Laila’s cheeks flush a bit; she thinks Alvarez’s do too, but they’re already flushed from fever. “Well.... I have no choice but to accept, now do I?”)

[dumbwaves]

Dermott x Alvarez 

[andrewjostenzarchive]

top ten f/f ships as voted by my followers:

2. laila x alvarez

[codename-adler]

32.

*gestures vaguely*

🎨 Kevin art by the one & only @rainbowd00dles <3

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[vincevangothh]

andrew minyard, renee walker and laila dermott are hard evidence that being an exy goalkeeper is gay culture

[bienmoreau]

so here’s a quick belated (and completely un-beta-ed) birthday thing for my sunshine // with a bunch of our hc thrown in @wesawbears & @faintlyglow 

There are a number of traditions that have been developed over the years for Trojan birthdays and Jeremy Knox’s is no different, he is in fact instrumental in their existence.

Due to its timing he is very rarely able to make it home to his family for the actual day but the team make sure to fill in and make their sunshine leader feel the love. 

The first year Alvarez baked him the cake it did not go well, they were both still very much baby freshmen but in hindsight it really was what cemented their life long friendship. 

Jeremy had not been looking forward to getting up on what he expected to be just another day with the slight tarnish of homesickness ever more acutely felt due to the fact that it would be the first birthday where he didn’t wake up to his mothers breakfast and a table full of happy siblings. The numerous voicemail messages and texts awaiting him from them all unfortunately only making him feel worse as he prepped his morning coffee.

What he hadn’t expected was to be greeted by the one and only Sara Alvarez crashing through his door. She was already in full swing with a raucous rendition of Cumpleaños Feliz! as she swung the huge cake in her hands onto his little dorm table. It was, to put it nicely, a work of modern art, he wasn’t sure what shape it had originally been but it hardly mattered, as soon as the initial shock dissipated the overwhelming realisation of what she had done washed over him. There was nothing in the world that could have stopped his tears as he dove at her wrapping his arms around her waist and squeezing the breath out of her as she reached the end of the song.

Without them even talking about it more than Jeremy telling her in passing how big a deal birthdays were in his family she had taken it upon herself to shower him in love the whole day even getting a large amount of their fellow freshmen on the team involved in the celebrations after practice. Her cake fed them both for the following two days, and while it wasn’t a scratch on his mothers cooking Jeremy would swear on oath that it was the best thing he had eaten since starting at USC.

Of course he repaid Alvarez twice over when her birthday came around.

Their second year was much the same, just with a little more preparation on both sides and Alvarez successfully dragging all the new freshmen in to the party they put together for it. Jeremy didn’t mind in the slightest that it was only maybe 45% about throwing him a big party and more about Sara’s ginormous puppy crush on the teams new goalie. And he really couldn’t mind when the two of them called him over with huge proud smiles and brought out possibly the most elaborately decorated sun shaped cake he could ever imagine.

The skype call he had with his family that evening was loud and busy and perfectly wonderfully normal and he went to bed grinning wide and looking forward to the year ahead of them all.

Being Captain changed a lot of things for Jeremy, but not the important things, not his friendships or the way he felt increasingly like USC was his home away from home and the team his second family. The new intake of freshmen were instantly brought into the fold by their upperclassmen and they were introduced to the Trojan birthday mentality, to Jeremy’s surprise and no small amount of delight the seniors took it all the more seriously now that he had proved himself to them all.

He even overheard a couple of them explaining to the newbies after practice on the 8th “We gotta show the cap a good time so he won’t work us too hard!”  

October 10th of Jeremy’s third year saw the biggest of the team birthday parties since he had started. They all ended up on the beach, music loud, food plentiful, alcohol for those that wanted it and a sun-shaped cake twice the size as the year before.

It wasn’t that Jeremy didn’t miss his family, didn’t miss the way his birthdays had always been growing up, but this; this gathering of his friends, this team-wide celebration was really, if he was being honest, just as good in so many ways.

The celebration traditions only expanded from there. With Laila the duo had become a very strong and influential trio, able to make nearly anything happen. Birthdays on practice days had one set of traditions, birthdays on weekends or rest days another,  and those that took place during their holidays had either early or belated celebrations with the team when they best fit the scheduled. Thankfully Alvarez and Laila took charge of this particular part of team organisation so that Jeremy could throw himself into proving that he really did deserve the faith his team had in him and that he could measure up as an even better captain for them for another year.

His birthday couldn’t come soon enough that year. everyone wanted a reason to blow off any residual party energy from the summer before Jeremy and Coach Rheman started their practice in earnest.

Over the last two years the Trojans Exy team parties had been gaining fame among the rest of the student body. Not that this was a problem in the slightest, the beach stretch they tended for was plenty large and while the team may be technically the ‘hosts’ nobody looked to them to manage the event. People came and went and the team members were able to exist at the heart of it for as long as they liked, or remove themselves back to the designated exy dorms.

It suited Jeremy just fine, it was just the kind of energy he had come to love, to thrive in.

Laila’s perfected cake recipe and Alvarez’s increasingly ridiculous birthday gifts were the cornerstones that held the whole day together perfectly for him.

Jean- Jean was a wildcard going into Jeremy final year, he was still all sharp edges, raw and violent and so very very angry in October, everything still too new and strange and hard to comprehend let alone accept for him. but that wasn’t going to stop the team, wasn’t going to stop Alvarez from ‘taking care of her boy’ as she had termed it on that first birthday together years before.  

It just meant that a few concessions had to be made.

Jeremy was already more stressed out and tired than he normally was so early in the year, still feeling around the edges of what having Jean with them meant trying not to cut himself on all the potential problems.

When Al found him slumped over his desk after classes, head in his hands and seldom-used glasses pushed up into his hair she knew the normal party just wasn’t going to cut it this year. The team would understand, and nothing was stopping them from going out to the beach they just might be minus 1 birthday boy. Jeremy just needed his partners in crime tonight.

Jeremy made no sign of recognition at Alvarez’s entrance into his room but after a pause he asked quietly “When do we need to leave fr the beach? What are we going to do about Jean? - shit where even is he? Sara, what am i going to do?” 

He didn’t need to clarify that he was talking in a the longer run, asking about what he should do as captain, as potential, hopeful friend to Jean, if the other man continued to fight them they way he was. It wasn’t what he needed to be worrying over on the evening of his 23rd birthday. But here he was, ever the studious caring captain. Perhaps to a fault Sara worried sometimes. 

“We have sugar in our room, and a very big cake that I’m not letting anyone else have some of till you’ve made yourself sick of cake from it.”

His head came up slow, “..sugar? sugar sounds good.”

Jeremy followed her down the two doors to her and Laila’s room without another word, he knew he must be a sorry sight but it was nothing she hadn’t seen before. He wasn’t sure what to make of the fact that when he stepped past her into the little sitting room area he was confronted by the scene of Jean Moreau sitting cross-legged on the floor with a sketch book out on their coffee table and Laila quietly talking to him about something or other. Neither of them looked up until he reached the back of the sofa but when they did Laila beamed at him leaping to her feet on the sofa cushions and leaning over it to wrap him in a hug so she could wish him a happy birthday. Jean watched the exchange indifferently before meeting Jeremy’s eyes over Laila’s shoulder and inclining his head in the smallest nod. Jeremy was quite frankly stunned.

“Is it time for cake!?” Laila asked excitedly, “we worked really hard on the decorations thing year! Jean even helped!”

Talking about being stunned, Jeremy wasn’t sure he could have possibly hard that right, but Laila was smiling at Jean encouragingly and Al was grinning from where she stood by the kitchenette.

 “We thought since the beach party probably isn’t really Jeans scene just yet and you’re practically dead on your feet today we could just skip the big team affair and gorge ourselves on my beautiful girlfriends cake and chill out, sound okay Jere?”

It was like his first year all over again, like Sara had read his mind without even seeing him all day and was doing everything he didn’t know he needed to make it through the day. realising his voice would probably crack if he tried to speak just then Jeremy nodded numbly, managing to smile at Al before moving around the sofa and slumping heavily onto it. 

Laila dropped back down next to him giving him another tight squeeze then turning back to Jean. Jeremy tried to follow their conversation, something about art theory or history or someone who did something revolutionary, he really wasn’t following it well at all. What he was doing was watching Jean nod along and answer softly or gesture slightly as he made a comment and every so often the slightest of smiles would grace his face and he would look down at his work or glance up and meet Laila’s eyes. It was the most amazing thing Jeremy thought he had seen all year. 

When Al broke the quite by emerging around the breakfast island singing a much calmer rendition of  Cumpleaños Feliz then normal and placed a tray down in the space on the coffee table Jeremy was bowled over yet again by the cake upon it. it was the same clip art sun shape as it had been for the last three years but instead of Laila’s usual delicate swirls and paisley icing patterns the center of the cake was adorned with a cluster of neatly iced sunflowers each one looking almost 3D with their detail and layering. Jeremy breath caught as he took it in, his eyes lifting to Laila’s face, the awe clear in his expression but she simply ginned and nodded to Jean in explanation. 

Jeremy’s eyes widened and switched to focusing on Jean, his mouth falling open a little unable to form a response to this information. The other man met his gaze steadily for a moment before fixing on the cake between them. 

“I just noticed how much you like them. That bunch on your desk- from your family,” 

“Jean” Jeremy breathed “its amazing, thank you.”

It wasn’t like everything suddenly stopped being hard work, Jean was still a challenge on court and a minefield of sharp edges off, but as unexpected gifts go seeing the first real signs of progress from Jean was a hell of a good one, and far better than Jeremy could have asked for.

[bramlouisgreenfeld]

the cutest couple in exy + instagram

[kickfoxing]

LISTEN...how bout an all female exy team (like the holyhead harpies in harry potter)

i’m not saying  that laila and alvarez start this after they leave USC but,,,, that’s exactly what i’m saying

[kevinday-02]

laila: you will marry me.

alvarez: it's actually "will you-

laila: i stand by what i said.