#Raymond x Coach

[justanerdalltheway]

Sadly, this is true 😅

When you’ve read all the Ray x Coach FanFiction and unfortunately don’t speak Russian, the only choice left is to write your own!

[followthemadrabbit]

Charlie Hunnam as rayмond ѕмιтн in ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇᴍᴇɴ (2019) ᴅɪʀ. ɢᴜy ʀɪᴛᴄʜɪᴇ

[irisberraart]

[mauvecherie-writes]

the kaleidoscope theory: l.hamilton.

• pairing: lewis hamilton x kalani halloway.

• chapter warnings: infidelity.

• ru’s 💌: i won’t be giving out chapter summaries for this story as I genuinely want this story to the kind that you engage with without any hints given. if this story is a success, who knows what the future could be for it 😉. don’t forget to comment, reblog and like 💋.

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PROLOGUE

JUNE 2022.

The Thompson Hill youth football club the ‘Thompson Tigers’ had won their away match against another local rival team so their energies were still high as the group of young teenagers congregated in the Nando’s restaurant. The team took space at the back of the building but their table had a good view of the high street outside.

“How can you call yourself a Nigerian but you’re ordering lemon and herb?!” Tyrique, the goal-keeper of the team, criticised Michael - one of the defenders. “You’re a disgrace to your ancestors.”

“First of all! I’m half-Nigerian and two, not all of us were born with the devil’s arsehole for a mouth.” The remark caused an eruption of laughter throughout the restaurant.

Emil, who had been quiet in his corner with one headphone covering his ear just chuckled to himself and shook his head as he turned back his attention to the video that was playing on his phone. The footage was of him at the recent match. He had scored twice, his last one being the deciding the goal of the match.

It was something that he was proud of but there had been too many missed opportunities but the rival team had put on a good defence and were quite aggressive with their offence. However, he felt like he could have done more. If he was going to get scouted, he needed to be better.

“Right Emil, what am I getting you lad?” The Thompson Tigers’ head coach. Raymond Wright asked the young boy.

“Erm, just a quarter hot spice chicken with spicy rice and coleslaw . Refill drink please.” Emil ordered his food.

“Any desert for the man of the match?” Emil felt his cheeks warm at the statement. Everyone had agreed that he had deserved the badge of honour. Throughout the entirety of the match, Emil was the man lifting the spirits of the other players, keeping them going.

“No, I’m okay. Thanks coach.” the older man patted his shoulder and then walked towards the counter. As Emil turned his attention back to his phone, a message popped up.

Mum ❤️: Coach just sent me videos of the match! You smashed it honey and I’m so proud of you! I’m sorry that we couldn’t make it. But I will be making your favourite food tonight. Love you baby boy.

The message caused him to smile. His mother was always expressive and she did not care that he found it a little embarrassing and cringe, especially when they were out together in public.

He quickly typed a response back.

Emil: Thank you mum you only missed this one match and that’s only because Titi is sick. As long as I get the most plantain on my plate, we’ll be okay.

Exiting the message thread, he clicked on the thread that he shared with his father. The last message that he had received from his dad was in the morning and it was a google luck text. Emil was a little disheartened but he knew that once his father knew about the results of the match, he would reach out.

Emil shook his head as he locked his phone and took his headphones off so that he could join in conversation with the rest of the team.

Coach and a couple of teammates returned to the table with some refill glasses and cutlery. Emil was focused on cleaning his fork and knife when his name was called out.

“Wassup?” He acknowledged his teammate, Jamal, who had called out to him.

“Isn’t that your dad?” He used his head to indicate towards the window. Outside on the high street was a parked uber and outside of the vehicle stood a man. Emil observed the man. The man’s back wasn’t particularly large, he was just tall. The back of his shoulders stretched out the fabric of the fitted suit and it was in a colour that was typical of the navy blue colour that his father would wear for work. Whilst Emil took after his mother’s rich dark skin - his father was more of a lighter brown that, when it got too hot, he would tan.

And it wasn’t until Emil spotted a tattoo of a small bird behind the man’s ear did it full recognise in his brain that the figure was his father.

Without a further thought, Emil shot out of his seat and rushed towards the exit of the restaurant without a care. His dad was outside and the joy riddling his young body was uncontainable. Months of not having his father not being able to turn up for any of his games, him making that extra effort when his mother was home bound with his little sister meant the world to him.

He swung the door of the restaurant open and only slowed down to cross the road, Emil ran over. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks and frowned in confusion at the sight a few feet ahead of him.

Just a few steps in font of him, Emil watched as his father, not even turn to face him, but to open his arms as a woman get out of the fashion boutique they were standing in front of. It was a woman he recognised but in that moment, Emil could not put a name to it.

The woman jumped in his father’s arms and embrace him the way that he had witnessed his mother do so many time before. Emil’s brain was trying to catch up with what was happening but his body was already reacting.

He felt his heart pinch with an acute pain that made it harder for him to breathe. Then tears began to well behind his eyes as the pain was becoming too much as the confusion mounted.

And yet, it wasn’t until his father kissed the woman did that confusion and hurt manifested into a deep betrayal and a furious anger.

His quick feet propelled him forward until he felt his hands pushed against the bodies of the adults, breaking them apart.

“What the fuck Dad!” He yelled as the older man stared down at him with a panicked look washing over his face.

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[gyllenhaalstories]

PRESUMED INNOCENT CONTENT MASTERLIST

last updated: november 22 🖤

below the read more, you will find a list of all of the content i created for presumed innocent. i used my best research skills to find all of the traces of the rusty brainrot and archive them here!!! the fics and the gifs were made by me. DO NOT STEAL. DO NOT REPOST.

dividers credits: @sizzlingcloudmentality (thank you for all of these beautiful dividers and for the idea to do this post!!!)

general presumed innocent tag that includes reblogged content

Alibi

What Goes Around Comes Around part 1 (Barbara)

What Goes Around Comes Around part 2 (threesome with Barbara)

Fetish

please remember you must be 18 OR OLDER to read my fics.

Trailers: x & x & x

Episode 1: Bases Loaded

shower at carolyn's

the flashbacks

the crime scene

the morning after at the office

waking up with barbara

getting ready to get fired

on his way to get fired

getting fired

depressing pep talk with raymond at the bar

visiting his mistress' ex husband

rusty the baseball coach

Episode 2: People vs. Rozat Sabich

the breakup

telling his wife that he is a suspect in his mistress' murder (and he impregnated her) part 1 & part 2

unpleasant family dinner part 1 & part 2 & part 3

rusty is pretty when he cries

attacking the district attorney is not a good look part 1 & part 2

pov your best friend's wife hates you (valid)

damsel in distress part 1 & part 2

angry in the car

rusty visits his new home (jail) & more jail & shower in jail for emphasis

ray the slay saves the day part 1 & part 2 & part 3

Episode 3: Discovery

barbara at the bar

rusty gets angry by the pool

carolyn flashbacks

dilf makes sandwiches

raymond tries to save rusty's life but rusty does everything wrong as always part 1 & part 2 & part 3

raymond tells rusty to shut say a peep

knights of the round table part 1 & part 2

more carolyn flashbacks

unpleasant family dinner again

panic at the bathroom part 1 & part 2 & part 3 & part 4

father and son

building rusty's narrative part 1 & part 2 & part 3 & part 4

even more carolyn flashbacks

hot carolyn flashbacks

Episode 4: The Burden

barbara and rusty reunite

rusty calls barbara

rusty interrogates his son part 1 & part 2

rusty's brain short circuits because he loves carolyn

rusty in the garage

rusty is the fuck up in chief (he's no longer chief deputy prosecutor so at least he's the chief of something)

rusty feels shame but not guilt

nvm rusty has no shame and he puts detective rigo in trouble part 1 & part 2

cleaning up potential evidence with barbara

proof #infinity that rusty cannot go on the witness stand

post nut clarity

Episode 5: Pregame

rusty in the shower

barbara is a work of art

Episode 6: The Elements

rusty shaves

raymond horgan appreciation post

bedroom talk 1 & 2

kitchen talk 1

kitchen talk with jaden 2

Episode 7: The Witness

rusty sabich's fairy dust

bathroom breakdown at carolyn's

ipad dad

the people call rusty sabich

get out of my car

Episode 8: The Verdict

dinner with the sabich

phone call in the morning

DO NOT STEAL. DO NOT REPOST. I DO NOT ALLOW MY GIFS TO BE REPOSTED ON OTHER PLATFORMS.

Commentary

Episode 1 & 2

Episode 3

Episode 4

Episode 5

Episode 6

Episode 7

Episode 8

dividers credits: @/sizzlingcloudmentality

[sharpcbjects]

i have a few smutty plots and muses that i rly want to write out on discord...pls hmu if you’d be interested in any of these!

any kind of threesome situation but specifically with my married power couple muses stella (maggie rawlins, swimsuit designer) and anthony (raymond ablack, tech ceo). open to male or female muses, sharing a sub vibes.

birdie x her tennis coach or her father’s old rival (danika pienaar, tennis pro)

unnamed closeted jacob elordi jock and an older man or a frat bro

[capitalqbs]

https://www.capitalqbs.com/capital-qbs-qbiq-lesson-2-online-training/

CAPITAL QB’S “QBiQ” Lesson #2 Online Training

Welcome to the Capital QB’s 5-Week “QBiQ” online training education course, which is offered to players looking to understand offense and defense from an X’s and O’s point of view.

My name is Coach Ron Raymond and I’ve developed which I believe will be a great quarterback operating system for young quarterbacks looking to be a student of the game and use the tools provided to improve their play.

LESSON #2 COURSE OUTLINE

Offensive Strengths: Recognizing and understanding offensive strengths in regards to alignments and formations.

Defensive Coverages: Learn and understand the many secondary coverages of a defense and what their objective in being in certain coverages.

Identifying Matchups: Recognizing and identifying 1 on 1 matchups and how to attack their weaknesses in those one-on-one battles.

Game Managements Tips: Many games are won and lost in the last 2 to 3 minutes before the half and/or game. Having game management awareness will allow you and your team not to lose momentum at crucial stages of a game.

[inna-pooh]

I miss them so much (ಥ﹏ಥ)

[ntlprt]

The Gentlemen +  RocknRolla

fuck yeah

[marugin]

[tyranasauruslex]

I watched the Gentleman multiple times in a row and I now ship Ray and Coach with a fiery passion

[tortugahoe]

Raymond x Coach Hannigram AU 

 Charlie Hunnam as Hannibal Lecter

 Colin Farrell as Will Graham

[cydonianotmalus]

Twelve-Inches-C***-Billy.

So I've been doing little writing exercises using “prompts” and I started this at 2 am because I wanted something about this pairing desperately. It doesn’t have any sense, it’s based on that interview were Charlie Hunnam chooses his “Guy Ritchie name”. 

So... that’s it.  Raymond Smith x Coach  --- From The Gentlemen. 

The door bell rings every time someone comes in the small restaurant, and its unusual to hear it when the place is about to close. Marianne has already given him the last call, enough time to finish his chips and go home for the night.

It's almost instinctive, to get in high alert as he listens three sets of steps going to the counter where Henry's doing the day's accounting.

Marianne told him they were robbed just two weeks ago. Marianne was so scared, they broke a window, stole the money of the day and battered Henry. A bunch of  disgusting drunkards, idiots without any hope of redemption. Dogs too old to learn new ways, lives wasted away. Not like his boys.

The voices reach the hidden spot where he sits, behind a potted plant with huge leaves.

"At that point we were so high we were just asking stupid questions to each other, and it was so funny, man. We didn't make any sense. I asked 'Would you rather be a mermaid or a fairy?' And he tells me 'Fuckin'fairy mate, I don't know how to swim.' And then its his turn and says, 'Now if you have to choose something you like a lot'bout yourself and add the name of your ex to make your stripper name, what it would be?' And I think I said something like 'Sweet Ass Jojo'"  

They all laugh, but it doesn't sound like they are drunk, so Coach stays still, relaxing just a bit. 

"We are about to close, guys..." Henry starts, but one of them cuts him off.

"Yes, excuse us, sir. We want something to eat on the way, if there's anything left," and the second guy's voice is somehow familiar. Imposing yet suave, indubitable toffy.

"... We might have some chips left and bagels we can heat up in the grill in a couple of minutes," Henry muses, looking to the kitchen over his shoulder.

"That's just perfect, sir. Bunny?"

"Chicken bagel and chips to me," answers another the grave voice, and then the mate of the weird story adds two more bagels to the order. "Are you going to have something, Ray?"

"No thanks, enjoy your food," Raymond answers, while Henry excuses himself to the kitchen.

Coach stops eating for a moment and cranes his neck, warily, to catch a glimpse of Michael Pearson's golden boy. Ray is the only one he recognizes, perfect looks, undefiled clothes, always self-possessed, sitting in a stool by the bar. He's calm and smiling softly. There are two other huge men with him, looking more... thuggish. Its kinda weird, watching those two big beasts and still feeling the biggest predator vibe coming from the guy wearing thick frame glasses and fluffy grey cardigan.  

Coach returns to his food, preferring not to draw attention to himself . He can greet Ray on his way out, maybe. No need to importune.

"Okey, Bunny, what would be your stripper name?" One of the thugs says, the white one.  

"I think I can keep Bunny as my stripper name," the black mate answers, and whiteguy... Sweet Ass Jojo? snorts.

"Not that one, I'm talking about the game, wanker. Its something you like about you, physically, and you last ex name."

"Oh, well... Damn, I guess it would be, 'Sexy tits Andrea'? No, wait. I think it doesn't work when you ex is a girl, you bugger, unless I turn in to a dragqueen" Sweet Ass Jojo burst in laughing and Coach can hear even Ray snorts. “I would be a beauty.” 

"Don’t do that, please, Bunny, you have a good career already," Sweet Ass pleads, trying to compose himself. "Your turn, Ray."

"I'm not playing," Ray groans, yet he sounds amused.

"Common. Don't let Bunny be the only one humiliated."

"Fuck you."

"Okey, but that's not persuasive at all. And I'm not giving you the pleasure, since mine would be... 'Twelve-Inch-Cock-Billy', it's quite fitting," Raymond offers so quickly it's obvious that he had been meditating on his answer and Coach barely avoids his last chip from going the wrong way in his throat.

He still coughs a couple of times, managing to return the chip to his mouth, spit it in a tissue and recovering with water later.

Sweet Ass and Sexy tits are laughing, but not Raymond, who stands up and searches for the guy coughing, sweeping the whole place with his eyes.

"Dear lord," Coach manages a bit short-winded, red-faced, standing and taking his plate and glass with him to the counter. It's time to go home, he muses.

"Coach?" Ray recognizes him and greets immediately, his ears turning a fetching pink, while his expression remains calm. His companions barely look him and then they're laughing harder, for some reason.

Coach has to bite the inside of his cheeks to keep himself from smiling too wide, but he knows there's no way to wash the mirth from his eyes.

"Raymond, good night," he greets, putting his dishes on the counter to save Marianne the trouble. He already paid the bill, so only extracts his wallet to leave a good tip. "I told you, you can call me by my name-"

"Here's you food, guys," Henry returns with two bags  and the thugs finally stop laughing loudly, only small chuckles remain. They receive their orders and both pay for individually.

"It's been a while," Raymond continues, trying to hide his embarrassment, almost succeeding. His tone is composed and his face just pleasant, but he's touching and fixing his glasses, ears still red. "I haven't heard of you or your boys. I guess that's good. Means they're keeping themselves out of trouble."

"They're fine. Still working for their pardon," Coach answers, thanking Henry quietly and then going with Raymond, patting him on the shoulder once, gently, before slipping his hands and wallet inside his jacket pockets. Ray grins sweetly, or so it seems. The guy is always polite, but Coach feels he tries to be more organic, natural or affable with him. Maybe its gratitude?  "I've been very busy with the gym and the fights. Happy to see you are fine too."

And that's it. He doesn't know how to continue the conversation. It's even harder with Ray's co-workers present. Coach doesn't want to be too inappropriate, accidentally. So he smiles, turns and starts walking backwards to the door.

"Take care, Twelve-Inch-Cock-Billy," Coach chuckles slightly and Raymond does too, but this time his whole face turns a charming and furious red. He looks so young like that, Coach muses. Very cute, in a criminal way for such a big man. And then the word big makes Coach actually wonder... 

The other two men are ready to go, and then, before Coach turns over again, Ray speaks.

"Wait! There where no cars outside, I saw,  so, can we give you a ride home?" Raymond offers, and his companions are watching him weirdly, definitely surprised.

Coach stops, and looks baffled himself. He didn't bring his car. Home is 15 minutes away, walking. A ride its unnecessary but...

"... Ok."

[tortugahoe]

Oh yes oh YES oh hell fckn YES god bless you for making this op 😭

The Gentlemen | Pacific Rim AU Raymond Smith x Coach Jaeger: HMJ Striker

[whimsymascara]

The Gentlemen (2019) | Raymond Smith and Coach

I can return your goods, but I can’t return the inconvenience, the time, the fucking headache. And so I offer you my loyalty, my word, my time, until that debt is settled. 

[elfjortan]

I realized Raymond Smith is into (looks) older Irish guy (yes, I mean Coach) because of Stuart Alan Jones.

(Well he probably into other *older* guys as well before Coach, right? Same influence same influence 😉)