#history nerd kevin day

[koldefingre]

Big green eyes and an unhealthy attachment style

[ionlydrinkhotwater]

Makes sense to me. Nora confirmed that he's majoring in history, which is his other obsession besides Exy, and we all know how driven Kevin is to be the best and hyperfixate on the things he loves. The great grades in his history classes are just a side effect of him being a massive history buff who would have read all those textbooks and studied and written all those papers for fun anyway.

what do you mean kevin has the best grades

[kevinsdsy]

kevin day would drop to his knees in horror every time he remembers the library of alexandria and all knowledge that’s been lost on us

[hazylyrics]

Richard Campbell Gansey III and Kevin Day would be the most obnoxious people to play Settlers of Catan with, and you can't convince me otherwise.

[adamsrcnan]

thinking about kevin begging riko and tetsuji to let him take a history class and then agreeing to do all of riko's assignments, whatever it took, because he loves it that much that he was willing to go to those lengths to still pursue that passion. then thinking about all his history books, him watching documentaries and memorising a million interesting facts that he rarely gets to share with anyone. or what if the post cards he sent jean were scribbled with little tidbits of historical info about the places he'd been?? what's his favourite historical time period?? how far back does his interest go??? what's his favourite historical civilisation? who is his favourite historical figure?? what historical landmarks does he wish to see?? why history to begin with??? it's just so endearing i wish we knew more about his passion for it because yes exy is his legacy by birth right but also there's so much more to him than just that

[dvrcos]

The question is not IF Kevin Day had a Hamilton phase it is How Intense said Hamilton phase was

[weralika]

can you draw 5th US president james monroe?

omg Kevin Day requested some historical shit

[d4rkshad0w]

seeing those whispers on pinterest that say “hot girls love history” and thinking about Kevin Day

[thatexygurl]

not to be a kevin day groupie but he’s got that ‘tism rizz. one (1) specific sport and history??? my clothes were off yesterday get on the bed

[urfavwelshie]

as a history nerd and now student, kevin day loving histroy brings me so much joy and excitement. fuels the fact that I am actually kevin day. I am him. it is me, kevin day, the son of exy. I'm not lying. it's out guys!

[koldefingre]

He’s so Lana

[orionchildofhades]

i 100% be Kevin Day's bff but not for exy, at all. we'd talk history 99% of the time but dare he speaks of exy ill call him a jock and leave.

tbh this man needs to have his non exy related interests heard and rewarded because he grew up in a all-exy cult and people complain he is too focused on it

[jtl-fics]

What does Kevin think about Neil’s math nerdiness?

Math Nerd AU

Kevin very much at first does not have an opinion on it because well who gives a shit about how good your new teammate is at MATH when Math doesn't really calculate all that much into Exy. It's not like Neil's calculating rebound angles or-

"Can you calculate exactly where the ball will go?"

Neil looks at him. "Where I throw it?"

Kevin frowns, "No, how many rebounds can you calculate the trajectory of for Exy?" he rephrases.

"Uh, probably 2. After that? No." Neil admits, "I only took physics as my science gen-ed because the math is kind of fun." Neil says.

Useless.

Once he realizes that Neil's Math Nerdiness is long-term a better shield for him after Kengo kicks it? He's a big fan.

[itscloudsocks]

Kevin and Oakley pt. 1

Looking back, Kevin really doesn´t know how he´s still alive. College has been a total shitshow; Kevin can see that now, almost seven years after graduating. Some of the stuff Neil pulled definitely should've gotten them killed. But hey, Kevin is not one to complain, he´s not sure where he would´ve been without the Foxes. Feeling sentimental, Kevin drops his phone on the counter and turns towards his cup of coffee. Every now and then he misses college - not the classes or the campus life, but the quiet evenings he spent with Neil and Andrew on the couch or the shopping trips with Matt, Allison and Nicky.

Now, all of the foxes are spread out in the world: Nicky is in Germany with Erik and their son, Aaron and Katelyn are both hard at work saving people, Dan and Matt are back in Palmetto, raising their kids while Dan has taken over a little leagues team, Renee is with the peace corps and Allison is somewhere in New York. Andrew and Neil live in and play for Michigan, they´ve just bought a house a few years ago and are living the successful-partners dream. And then there´s Kevin.

At 30 years old he´s still living alone. He has nothing besides Exy and the cream coloured hunk of a cat currently laying ontop of his fridge. She's been given as a present from Neil and Andrew who had blatantly lied when telling Kevin that the little kitten probably wouldn't get that big. Now, two years later she´s outgrown most cat beds he bought and prefers sleeping on his spare pillow on his bed. That doesn´t change the fact that Kevin, despite everything, loves her to pieces.

“Get down there, lady, you´ve already had breakfast.”

Lady just blinks at him, meows and lazily takes a swing in his general direction, missing by miles. With a sigh, Kevin puts his cup away and raises his arms towards her, quietly asking her to get down from the fridge. She in return reaches for his hand and starts nibbling on his finger. Defeated, Kevin accepts his fate and stays where he is standing, hand raised and with his coffee just out of reach. Instead, he lets his eyes wander, taking in the boxes of tupperware and kitchen utensils still unpacked and waiting in a corner of the room.

Kevin moved almost a year ago but for some reason he doesn´t dare to fully unpack. The breakup with Thea happened just shortly after he had graduated, just three months after he had moved in with her. It´s been a sudden, painful event; Thea had ripped the bandaid off but didn´t think of Kevin´s attachment issues. Moving back in with his father and Abby at 25 definitely was not something Kevin expected to happen.

Lady´s sharp teeth digging into the palm of his hand finally rips Kevin out of his thoughts for long enough to get moving. Scolding his cat gently, he pulls his hand away, offering once more to get her down. When she doesn´t react, he leaves her in favor of finishing his coffee and getting ready to leave his home-not-hom.

Reaching for the electric razor sitting on the little ledge beneath the mirror, Kevin shaves off the shadow of stubbles covering his cheeks. He's pretty sure he could grow a decent beard if David´s beard is anything to go by, but it´d be a change he´s not ready for yet. Changes in general are not something Kevin likes to go through, especially alone. Back in college it has been easier because there´s always been someone to catch him in one way or the other but now he's alone and away from his family so changes in any shape or form are something he turns away from.

His hair has gotten longer again - it´s time for a haircut - but the strands of dark hair framing his face take some of the attention from the tattoo beneath his eye so he might just leave it. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Kevin deems himself presentable enough for practice. Today´s gym day anyways and the rest of the team doesn´t pay him too much attention so he doesn´t bother putting his hair back in something neater than a low ponytail before getting dressed in sweatpants and the blue and grey jersey of the Chicago Scorpions. His gym back is already packed and waiting in the hallway. Lady apparently considers this a pillow worthy enough for her majesty to lay on because she´s curled up inside the bag, tail hanging over the edge and large head resting on her crossed front paws.

“I can´t take you with me, you know that. I´ll be back in the afternoon, promise.” Lady just purrs and rubs her head against the towel she´s laying on, making Kevin soft enough to kneel down and rub her ear. The low rumble coming from her chest instantly make Kevin´s shoulders lose the unnoticed tension holding them up.

“I know sweetheart.” Kevin would die on the spot if anyone heard him right now. “I´ll be back before you know it.”

Kevin knows that once he´s out of the door, Lady almost instantly curls up somewhere and just sleeps until he´s back, but leaving his silky soft sweetheart behind, even if just for a few hours, leaves him feeling restless and on edge. With an aching heart he scoops Lady up in his arms, lightly rubs his cheek against her head before letting her back down on the ground. Before she can slip back into his gym bag, he zips it closed and lifts it up over one shoulder.

“Behave, you know the rules.”

Lady meows an answer, rubs around his legs while he slips in to his shoes and sits next to the door until it closes in front of her.

The drive over to the gym is a relatively quick one, traffic is bad but Kevin knows to leave a bit earlier just to get through it. Once he enters the gym through the court entrance, he´s immediately greated by warm, sticky air, laughter and Dalton´s obnoxiously loud music. The urge to turn around and just call in sick is quickly suffocated at it´s root when Dalton notices Kevin, drops the ropes he´s been holding and comes over. He´s already sweaty and gross, grinning while out of breath, and wraps an arm around Kevin´s shoulder, pulling him in close to squish their cheeks together.

“Kevin, light of my life. Oh how I´ve missed you, my-”

“Shut the fuck up,” grumbles Kevin, rolling his eyes while slapping Dalton´s hand away. “You stink.”

“And you´re late,” Dalton notices.

“I´m perfectly on time. It´s not my problem you´re addicted to lifting weights.”

“You can just admit your jealousy, Day.”

“Jealous of what? Your inability to buy normal shirts? I don´t think so.”

Snorting, Dalton shrugs and pats Kevin´s shoulder.

“Go get changed so you can spot me.”

Shaking his head, Kevin wanders off into the locker rooms to change into his gym clothes. While he´s warming up, the rest of the team slowly sneaks in, all holding varying phases of sleepiness in their slumped shoulders and sleep-swollen eyes. Their coach doesn´t usually join their gym sessions, trusting Isaac Wilson - team captain and kind of a jerk - to take attendance and take care of the rest. Wilson, of course, is nowhere to be seen. If he joins them at all, he´ll be late and most likely take the list of attendance he forced Nellie Jakobsen to check off.

Nellie is too new - and too kind - to be able to say no to Wilson and Wilson is too much of a dickhead to not take advantage of that. Speaking of the devil, Nellie steps up on the mat next to Kevin, reaches for a couple of weights and starts her exercises. Kevin continues his sit-ups, trying to not pay the young woman shooting him glance after glance any mind. It's not that easy though, when you're looking at the same mirror. At one point, Nellie must ́ve worked up the courage to say whatever there is to say because she turns, takes a little step towards Kevin and clears her throat.

“Uh…hi,” she smiles, her already rosy cheeks only deepening in colour.

“Hey,” replies Kevin, coming to a pause in his movements. “What´s up?”

“Uh…Chase and my sister and I wanted to go to the history museum later today and Dalton mentioned that you like history so we - I uh, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to join us?"

Blinking, Kevin tried to organize her nervous mumbling into understandable sentences in his head. Chase is Nellie's cousin and he's never met her sister in his life. He doesn't like meeting new people, he doesn't like going to places he's not been to before, not without planning and at least two days of overthinking it.

But then again, if Dalton knows about Nellie's plan, he'll annoy Kevin once he hears that Kevin said no. The fact that Kevin's social life is pretty much non-existent is already one of the biggest topic of Dalton's teasing, he doesn't need to pour gasoline into the fire.

Get out there Kevin. If it's no fun you can leave and if you're having a good time you can be even prouder of yourself to going through with it.

Of course Abby is the voice of reason in his head. Just because he can't say no to her.

"Uh...sure….yeah, sounds good."

[ohfallingdisco]

Kevin Day delivering Mark Antony’s ‘Friends, Romans, Countrymen’ speech as a rallying tactic against Tetsuji

[dvrcos]

Thinking about Kevin Day and how we don’t talk enough about how this man is just a fucking nerd at heart