“Say ‘yes, Jeremy’.”

He had the distinct impression Jean wanted to roll his eyes. “Yes, Jeremy.”

So so crazy about Jean's ceramics class recently. I want him to get really into ceramics as a means a stress relief soooo bad☆

сalifornia summer dream boy

I will never be over this

(The Sunshine Court, ch.11)

Jean, walking into a room, freezing in full bi panic, and just fucking leaving again without a word when Laila tried to talk to him 💀

the art / the artist

'I am Jean Moreau. I belong to the Moriyamas. I will endure. I will endure. I will endure.'

Not that accurate to the book, but I had pretty bad headaches for the last few days so I only managed to draw sth simple 😓

Might draw that scene again as a full piece when I feel like it ✨️

I just... he had a little sister that he loved more than anything. he followed thea around like a lost little duckling. he was in love with his best friend and it almost destroyed him. he uses pain to both punish himself and stave off panic attacks. he survived five years of brutal torture and abuse by the skin of his teeth. his parents sold him. his little sister is dead. he wants to burn the house down. he cannot cook or shop for himself. he hates his old teammates. he loves his old teammates. he quite possibly loves his new teammates even more. he frets for the safety of people he barely knows. he's terrified of water, of being bitten, of being hurt again. he laughed when his worst abuser was dethroned and beaten and then tried to kill himself in solidarity.

he's finding reasons to live, day by day, one step at a time. a cool evening breeze, rainbows, open roads, friends.

he is jean moreau. he knows his place. he will endure.

eat the sun

jeremy's sister blaming him for destroying their family vs. jean telling him "in no universe could you be anyone's villain"... i am unwell

(Quietly screaming) WHO ARE YOU JEREMY WHAT IS GOING WITH YOU??!!!!!

thinking about Kevin walking through an airport with the foxes and lingering a little too long at a rack of postcards. His fingers brushing the glossy images, trying to decide which one to get Jean before catching himself and forcing himself to walk away. And it happens again at a gas station. A display of magnets. He can't help just looking. He even picks one up. Examines it closely and puts it back before his thoughts catch up to him. This gesture of love in the gifting of small treasures showing a world Jean is kept from is now a reminder of the crushing guilt Kevin carries, that no amount of alcohol can rid him of. And he thinks every time maybe he should just buy them anyway. Find a way to get the trinkets into Evermore to remind Jean he still cares, still thinks about him, is sorry for leaving him behind even if he's not sorry for leaving. Would it be too cruel now? Would Riko use it against them both? Would it only pour salt in the still open wound their complicated friendship has become? ... and Kevin doesn't know how to answer his own questions, so he walks away with nothing but his own festering guilt

the way the sunshine court is showing us how dependent the ravens are on having a buddy system and that’s why kevin is always stuck to andrew’s side….. i always assumed it was more for andrew’s benefit than for kevin, so keeping an eye on kevin would be easier, and now you’re telling me andrew most likely went out of his way to stay by kevin’s side because kevin needed it to feel reassured & comfortable…. oh.

Jeremy and his hecking yoyo <3

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tsc sketches, I missed these books ahhh

Screenshot of the exact moment i knew i was going to be obsessed with jeremy knox

so uh. has anyone done this yet

tfw you were my childhood best friend and the only person who I could talk to who understood because we were each others only witnesses, and I taught you French because you asked for it to be our secret and you brought me magnets and wrote post cards from cities when you left because I wasn’t allowed to leave, and I’m only still alive because you made me promise not to leave you, and I loved you but you couldn’t look away from the game long enough to let yourself love me back, and when they hurt you enough that you couldn’t play anymore I distracted them, because you asked me to, but in order to leave you had to slit my throat and I thought you were so beautiful and I still do only now I can’t talk to you anymore ,