— 𝐋𝐲𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧

“𝐒𝐨 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.” Literate & descriptive. Mature content. triggering themes. 18+. seeking mains & SLs. ships w/ chem. #TeenWolfRP, #TWRP ↻ & ♡

/ now that the writer has seen the movie. Interactions can now take place that have spoilers in them; please keep in mind my Lydia does have darker themes associated with her 💜

✵ 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ✵

Layout by me; coloring is Madeline by #𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐧(@kaijucatedits)

❝ 𝐓ake away the sensation inside 𝐁ittersweet migraine in my head 𝐈t's like a throbbing toothache of the mind 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 …𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓪𝓬𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮… ❞

amethyst.𖤐 With the tweak of the faceclaim; Lydia is going to be extremely canon divergent and have more of a darker twist to her due to stays at the Eichan House and mental health issues.

“𝐒𝐨 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.” Literate & descriptive. Mature content. triggering themes. 18+. seeking mains & SLs. ships w/ chem. #TeenWolfRP, #TWRP ↻ & ♡

She’s going to bed dreaming about the taller half demon

“Indeed, banshees never lie.”

@DesolateKismet is kinda very attractive

Cue her showing up at the magic shop for @DesolateKismet

@DesolateKismet — shrug appearing before him. “I could tell you, but it’ll cost ya.” She teased lightly, the price? Simple, split a milkshake with her, she loved milkshakes but she could never fully finish one. She hoped the male next to her liked chocolate.

@DesolateKismet “I’m going to lean towards the dating someone and hiding it. Not very well mind you, all of us know and I’m pretty sure your aunt knows.” Lydia struggled briefly to get the bag on her shoulder before picking up her extra book and made her way to walk with him a one shouldered—

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦… ⊱⊱ 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @DesolateKismet

@DesolateKismet — a milkshake. “Either one of those options or there’s a third… but I don’t know if it’s my business to be telling you Whomst she might be with and what they might be doing.”

@DesolateKismet — meeting a supernatural but she was used to it by now and she herself was one. “They are deep friend onions and honestly delicious but if you tell anyone I like them… I’ll deny this interaction ever happened.” She teased softly with a raised eyebrow, she was also craving—