the Visions (theo picking up smoking to have something to do with his mouth and hands when he gets jittery and coercing liam into giving him money for cigarettes (without telling him it's for cigarettes, but liam notices anyway because Werewolf Senses and Worrying) until liam gets fed up one day and just buys him a bunch of gum and a plastic ring band to fidget with because "dude you fucking reek and your truck fucking reeks and we both know nicotine doesn't do shit for you") plague me at night
hey bro wanna come bleed all over the floor at my place
just got the Lock In And Write signal from my brain but it's for a fanfiction one shot and not my two missing assignments the universe is a cruel mistress and i am its saddest most pathetic pawn
people might think creating OC lore involves a lot of thinking & planning, but in my personal experience, OC development is more like a divine vision from a god slamming you over the head with a mallet while ur doing the fuckin dishes or folding laundry
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
so obsessed with the idea that mason is the only one who can see corey when he is literally invisible. soulmates who
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
sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and im losing sense of time
YIPPIEEEEEEE
date idea: bleed all over a guy's lap while he purses his lips disapprovingly into the middle distance
minor, any pronouns - in the google docs. straight up "writing it". and by "it"? haha, well. let's justr say. Nothing
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