Thiam Fanfic Bingo:

YIPPIEEEEEEE

he might not have rizz but he has a fucked up little toyota tundra and deeply pathetic eyes so that's gotta count for something

he might not have rizz but he has a fucked up little toyota tundra and deeply pathetic eyes so that's gotta count for something

god forbid a gay person be good at his job. “he killed scott” like a hundred people have tried to kill scott it’s not his fault he succeeded

90s IKEA 'Iviken' lamp (ebay)

it's sort of hilarious to me that when liam was writing the punnett square on the board to get mrs. finch to use the wolfsbane-laced blackboard eraser, i was genuinely worried for a long moment that he—at the big age of 16—didn't know how to do a monohybrid heterozygous cross

i mean come on

my god this causes me physical pain. the recessive allele in front of the dominant one... the dominant allele in the only square that shouldn't have a dominant allele... i get what he was going for, and he did a damn good job of it, but that doesn't make it any easier to look at

you're laughing? scott lays in bed paralysed remembering having his chest torn open on the library floor, stiles wakes up every morning having to make sure he's awake and his body is his and people remember him, liam hears the sound of the well splashing and the wind on the hospital roof every time his feet aren't planted firmly on the ground and you're laughing?

and the lord sayest unto me, "lock the fuck in"

what’s it called when you’re so disconnected from reality that cold water doesn’t feel like anything and you can barely taste food anymore

(grips you by the shoulders) listen. just listen. listen