Hold on yall realize the perfect court isn't...real, right?
Like that's the big tragedy here. The perfect court isn't a real team, they don't belong to any league. There's no tryouts and no recruiting and no contracts. It's made up. It's all made up.
That's why the Ravens spend years fighting for numbers Riko never even considered giving them. Why a 16 year old without a game to his name debuts with a number and why their biggest critic has one forced on him within two weeks in the Nest. They were never a mark of skill, despite the correlation. They were never an attainable goal, or even a reward for sufficient sycophanthy.
The perfect court was always and solely defined by Riko's total ownership of their lives. It's an abusive social circle invented by a pair of 10 year olds and perpetuated by cult dynamics and overpriced stadium merchandise.
their potential in tsc? unmatched
idk i mean. i'm just thinking about dan wilds. dragging herself out of where she grew up, grasping at threads of any opportunity, anywhere that might be better than this, sleeping with her exy racquet at night, fighting tooth and nail through life until it all comes crashing past in the form of david wymack. and the train won't slow down, won't let her step back and decide, she just has to grab onto the hand outstretched and don't let go, don't ever let go. wymack gives her a place to belong, to stay, something to build on rather than piece back together. no wonder she cares about him like a father. wymack represents dan's whole world stringing itself together and starting to come back into a whole. she comes to the foxes so she can stay. she finds friends, finds somebody who loves her, she's made captain. she gets fire from fans and the press, but nobody will fucking take this from her because nobody will ever prise her bloody hands from this life. she's fought too hard for it for it to be stolen.
so when neil shows up at palmetto, dan recognises the world-weary grief in his eyes, recognises the stubborn set of his jaw, the firm stance that he holds himself in. neil needs this too, its helping him breathe. dan knows it because it's helping her breathe too. admittedly neil's a lot more messed up than she was expecting, but she doesn't care, like calls to like, and every swing at her team is a swing at her. they will have to rip the foxes out of her grip before she lets them go.
as offensive dealer, dan stands on the half court line between the strikers. front and centre. she heads the team, she leads them, she is who they look to for direction. not kevin, not neil, not andrew, not wymack. dan. she is their captain and she has fought desperately to be it. she will not let them down.
thinking about her facing riko for coin toss at the final game and knowing he killed seth, he is the sole cause for allison's months of grief, he took neil, he tried to take kevin, he is what has caused her foxes so much pain and hurt over the past year and he smiles at it.
we talk about how neil and kevin cling onto exy like its keeping them alive, but we forget that it's doing the same thing for dan, too.
exy fans + twitter (thanksgiving edition)
thought i'd try a different approach this time!
voting isn't enough, you still have to interact with the post if you want your choice to happen~
Abby and Betsy, my two favourite women 🥰
Fourth year at Palemtto Andrew is listening to Neil grumble about a sociology paper he needs to write for a humanities credit. The assignment itself doesn't sound too difficult, something about tradesmen and social life, but as Neil's only true love is exy (and allegedly Andrew, but thats under review), he's having fun making it seem like a bigger chore than it is.
"Ugh, whatever," Neil finally says. "I'll just do it about truck drivers. I've still got the interview notes somewhere."
Andrew grades a brow. "When the hell did you interview truck drivers?"
Neil pauses, looking at him in surprise. Then he grins. Andrew does his best not to find it sexy, because he's pretty sure that smile isn't a good thing. "You know, it's funny you ask—"
The Sunshine Court ; Jean's tiny miracles
"What you hold onto is less important than the act of holding on itself. It's so easy to get lost in ourselves and this world. Sometimes you need to find your way back one tiny miracle at a time." "I don't believe in miracles," Jean said. "I have enough faith for us both," Renee promised. "I know one will find you sooner or later."
I don't feel like finishing this. Deal. Just know jean moreau hates monopoly
@fuzzballsheltiepants is on to something with those tags!
going one step further, and painting them nicely!
going for the neck...
catalina alvarez is everything to me. she's a lesbian. she rides a mothercycle. she is clumsy as hell. she cooks to stress relieve. she has improptu dance parties by herself. she hums while eating when she's happy. she knows her girlfriend so well to reach exatcly where laila "lost" the remote. she named her queer friend group "the floozys". lesbian in stem. loml. cannot wait for more of her in tsc2
Sketch of Jeremy with his yo-yo. I just wanted something simple to doodle and this book has been heavy on my brain 😂