Just Got Diagnosed With Execution Function... I Just Get Up And Do It Syndrome... Bad Day To Be A Task

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

These two scenes match the energy lowkey

Theo blinks. Looks away. Thinks he can pardon him being bad at rollerskating but he can’t forgive the kid for reminding him of himself. 

“Glad you invited me here to be your punchline.” 

fanart for & excerpt from @attempted--eloquence 's super awesome fic crash landing !!! i've never actually roller skated, much less been in a rink, but i love this fic and i love theo being the pathetic guy liam drags places. they're so very dear to me

i love that, yeah, man, theo is a homeschooled boy, but it’s really funny to imagine him going home to his fake parents and studying for his classes on BHHS while planning to take scott’s pack and still working with the dread doctors. this boy must not sleep at all

does anyone want to enter a visibly sexually charged rivalry-slash-questionable-friendship with me so we can coordinate exchanging longing glances and lingering touches in the public eye or are you all debbie fucking downers. homosexuality required btw

90s IKEA 'Iviken' lamp (ebay)

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

Not an ask, just had to say how i ADORE your thiam art! Its always a joy finding other thiam artists and ur style is so fitting for them i love it sm!!

OH thank you so much!! i love love love your thiam art too, your colours and style are just so delicious and your theo and liam designs are sick as hell 🙇‍♂️ no artist is safe from thiam brainworms it seems

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?

i don't want to be around the part of me that i remember