A Heart made of Grass | Kerejean | M | 9k words

The point was: Kevin could see himself growing to like Jean, because Jeremy did too. He trusted Jeremy on this. He could see himself growing to love Jean in the same way he had loved Thea and now loved Jeremy.

Kevin had always been greedy after all. And he had two empty hands.

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👇 THE FIRST PART!

Green love | Kerejean | T | 6.7 words

Kevin Day is an history teacher with the strictest work ethic and the biggest crush on his perfect colleague, Jeremy Knox.

He just wants to have a good year and spend his lunch breaks in Jeremy's company, but a mysterious stranger keeps stealing his parking spot stressing him out just in time for the beginning of the school year.

The worst thing? The stranger's motorbike is the ugliest thing Kevin has ever seen.

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The 3rd part 👇

The Queen's Garden | Kerejean | G | 8k words

He wished he could just once pull and that Kevin wouldn’t push, but would just follow and let himself be dragged down to where his dress shoes would get muddy and his hair would be unkempt. So that he could match the mess that Jean was, so that they could be equal, so that Jean’s feelings wouldn’t feel so silly and lonely anymore.

He squeezed a bit more.

Please, please, just take the leap.

Or: Jean Moreau thinks that it would be easier and faster for his boyfriends to learn how to read his mind than for him to muster up the courage to confess.

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well maybe i don't wanna work in a fast-paced, flexible environment that requires great verbal communication skills

fuck i can’t believe i wasted my entire life being moved by art and beauty and the indomitable human spirit ugh i should’ve been making money through internet scams

i believe in little miss sunshine supremacy 🙌

like this shot is just so goddamn beautiful and symbolic and i could write essays about it

I have to make mistakes in order to learn & grow

engaging in a high risk behavior (lying back down after my alarm already went off)

[said with such intense autotune that i can barely be understood] my head hurts

"The clitoris exists, as for God, I don't know..."

Seen in Ivanjica, Serbia

please dear god everyone look at this przewalski's horse i found on inaturalist

should i do anything or go anywhere

Crazy shit goes down in South America

would anyone like a nice warm glass of grungnort?

Here you guys go,

this may take a while…

snip

glorp!

i dont understand

Gansey is actually so cunt if you think about it. His parents are conservative republicans. He’s in a homoerotic situationship with every single one of his friends and some old man from Europe. Died twice. Stole his ex situationship’s girl — ON SAID SITUATIONSHIP’S BIRTHDAY. Always on the phone, always busy and booked. Punched his Latin teacher, threw a Molotov cocktail at a substance party he wasn’t even invited to. Can fly a helicopter, isn’t very good at it. Drives a vintage car even though it’s shit, simply for aesthetics. Wears contacts instead of his nerdy glasses, because he’s vain. Writes in an old leather notebook instead of just using his laptop. Truly believes in magic. His roommate is a ghost. Captain of the rowing team. Everyone at his fancy private school knows his name, everyone thinks he’s cool but also very very weird. The absolute aura on this guy.

not my island, not my yoshis