Jean Moreau Head Canons

He's five feet tall

He consumes his weight in ice cream and hot chocolate

He plays goalie for a sport more fucked up than hockey

He plays said sport at a collegiate level

He lifts weights to Punch Good and carry people's burdens

He dual wields knives

He was in Child Prison

He committed murder once

(would have been five but he got caught)

He's scared of heights

He wants Nothing

He hates the Pipedream

He doesn't hate the fucked up sport he plays (he'd have to care to hate it)

He doesn't like the word "Please"

He values his word and his promises more than most things

There is no This

This is Nothing. They are Nothing.

The Pipedream is Nothing

And as he's always said, he wants Nothing.

He smokes cigarettes in his sports car he got with his birthgiver's life insurance

He's a Monster

He's the funniest bitch around with the deadest stare

He hates being touched

Yes or No?

He needs to be in control

It's always a yes with you

He'll resort to handcuffs if you don't listen well

He's five fucking feet tall

imagine you’re andrew and you’ve gone through almost two decades of struggle—over a dozen foster homes and therapists, juvie, abuse, finding out you have a long-lost twin, medically-induced mania, and are viewed as a heartless threat to society even by your own family.

and suddenly you’re struck by (or more accurately, you strike) some rando little runner from arizona who throws wymack’s offer back in his face just like you did. someone who hates cops and lies to feds, who respects your boundaries but still challenges you. someone who’s not a chain smoker like you but tolerates craves the smell. someone who, for all of his lies, is not as slick as he thinks he is. someone who sees you not as a threat to others but as a threat to yourself. someone with a killer’s smile who doesn’t flinch away from anything you throw at him. someone who bears the scars of surviving childhood and hides them just like you do. someone with so much passion for exy who sees your potential, not for his own benefit, but for yours. someone who doesn’t swing but sees you as someone who is worthy of care and protection and affection.

he’s so offensively perfect i would think he’s a pipe dream too.

imagine the foxes doing a tiktok challenge or something after a game and when they're getting out of the locker rooms they get asked to name which teammate is the funniest and most of the foxes saying matt, or allison or nicky, but neil going like: 'andrew', without missing a beat, and then andrew going: 'me' all serious and done with that kind of stupid social media stuff (because neil always laughs at his jokes and he's the only audience he cares about), and everyone in the comments are like: 'are they joking right??' 'neil is messing with andrew because they hate each other lol', but actually, in neil's opinion, andrew IS the funniest person ever specially because he tells his jokes with the best poker face and has the same dark and twisted fucked up humor as he does 😂

anyways, I just imagined that video so clearly and I need a socmed fic with this scenario now 😭

saw a post about how jean and neil are pretty alike so andrew would probably like jean and just. thinking about how andrew could teach jean everything he's learned about bodily autonomy and consent and trust and self worth. thinking about aaron killing drake and neil putting a hit out on grayson. thinking about them both finding partners they trust to respect their boundaries. thinking about neil saying "andrew's taught me about give and take" and how andrew could teach that same lesson to jean. thinking about andrew teaching jean to trust bee and telling him about what he talks to bee about. thinking about jean getting bee a glass figurine for her collection because andrew told him she likes them. thinking about bee getting jean a magnet in return. thinking about how they have like more than a foot of height difference. thinking about them bonding over making fun of kevin. thinking about jean getting to know the person who finally stood up to riko and protected neil from him. thinking about jean learning that neil went to evermore to try to protect andrew from proust. just andrew and jean okay!!!!

as a lesbian I can confidently say that betsy dobson is 100% a lesbian because only a lesbian would like Andrew that much. her wife gave her an Minyard 03 jacket and she cried i SAW it!!! they bake a cake together for Andrew's birthday every year, they call it Choco Explosion and it is heart shaped

So do you think there was like maybe 3 minutes between seeing Neil irl for the first time and Neil opening his mouth that Jean thought he was pretty before he decided Neil is a horrifying creature?

do you guys think that when neil got back home from cali he took andrew up to the roof where he sat watching him smoke and told him he put a hit out on a raven. and then andrew sat there in silence watching the sunset before asking "why?" and neil looked down fiddling with his own lit cigarette and said very quietly that this particular raven was jean's drake. do you think that andrew went very still and did not speak or smoke for such a long time that neil eventually looked up at him and was taken aback by how andrew was watching him very carefully. do you think that as andrew looked at neil he was so paralysed by the thought of jean going through that same abuse and neil putting an end to it without even thinking twice. do you think he realised his meter had officially broken and neil was so far past 100% and that he was really truly it for him

many obvious reasons that andrew found it so surreal coming back after getting sober and finding neil still there but one of the ones nobody talks about is neil’s reaction to the nest. like he just straight up did not care. yeah weeks of torture no big deal. like that has to be a headfuck… kevin is shitscared at even the mention of the nest & andrew knows the depth of kevin’s fear more than anyone and neil comes back looking like a different person with a million fresh injuries & is just like yea whatever :/ ??? ?? ???? andrew had to have been thinking who the fuck is this guy and just how Stupid is he. no wonder he hates him

Neil knows love exists because Andrew is full of it. He sees it when Andrew cooks two different batches of pancakes, one batch being regular and the other chocolate chip, because he knows Neil doesn’t like sweets.

He sees it when Andrew specifically puts sticky notes on the wall next to their front door because he knows Neil is likely to see them and be reminded of things he needs to do that day.

He sees it when he and Andrew drive hours to listen to Aaron give his valedictorian speech at his university graduation.

And he feels it when Andrew cradles his head in the dead of night and reminds him who he is. Saying:

“You are Neil Josten, a nuisance with a smart mouth. And you are home.”

…Andrew and Neil moved like they were caught in each other’s gravity, in each other’s space more than they were out of it, cigarette smoke and matching armbands and lingering looks when one fell out of orbit for too long…