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im•mune (ɪˈmyun) adj. protected from a disease or the like, as by inoculation. independent multiverse rp tracked tag: beautifulimmunity

[sarcasticallystiles]

“What…what are you saying?”

[beautifulimmunity]

"I'm saying my mom thinks moving away would be the best for me and her."

[beautifulimmunity]

now i'm covered in the C O L O U R S ―

                                  Indie Lydia Martin from  the  Teen Wolf                                    series. 5 years of RP experience,  3 of those                                   in Tumblr.  Series canon.   Slightly   selective,                                   but will RP with any fandom.    AU  and  OC                                   friendly. Multi ship & multi verse.   Mun  is                                   of age.                                                                                         WRITTEN BY KATE.                                   MAIN       READ ME     NAVI        ASK

― pulled apart at the S E A M S .

[teen-wolf-archive]

[bctmcn-blog1]

Stiles looked at the strawberry blonde hair as he sat up next to her. He do know what she had at the moment , he just took her hands in his as he tried to help her to breathes slowly. “ I didn’t know you had those panic attacks too. Just look at me and do what I do. ” He whispered slowly as he breathed in and out , in and out. “ I’ll protect you against that , you want us to go back in the basement of your house or you want to stay here and I took you against me ? Maybe it’ll pass if you hold me tightly.” He looked at her as he stroked her back softly.

[beautifulimmunity]

 Frowning deeply, her tiny hands clinged onto his as he took hers into his palms. Lydia tried. She tried really hard to mimic his breathing pattern he showed her. In and out, in and out. Did it work? No, not really. But was she appreacting his effort? A lot. Her green orbs slowly trailed up to meet his gaze, shaking her head at the idea of going back into the basement, the strawberry blonde suddenly threw her arms around his neck and nudged her petite body against his.

[malihale-blog]

“ALRIGHT, I get it. I’m not even doing it on purpose, I tend to just.. lose focus on what I’m doing when I’m trying to focus on maths    And Scott said I was morbid.”

[beautifulimmunity]

"Chances are high you're morbid, you know. Maybe the liquid of the markers is already affecting your b r a i n."

[scarfiistarchive-blog]

       It wasn’t as if he was expecting this. It wasn’t as if he, Isaac Lahey,        was, well. He wasn’t r e a l l y anything special or unique and the        sudden change in Lydia to suddenly want him was enough to spin        his head and catch him off guard. If anything it was like he had        seen a ghost because this was not the Lydia he was used to. Only        in his wildest dreams had he ever thought she would ask him to        spend the night.

       Her response, though, got a bit of a nervous laugh to come from his        throat, strangled and clearly not used to this. He stared at her and he        managed to lick his lips, his mouth going completely dry as he had to        think on his feet. This wasn’t something he was usually bad at, but now        he had a distraction.

                                             “I…uh…y e a h. Um. I’ll. Stay.”

                                                                              Smooth Lahey.

[beautifulimmunity]

Squinting her piercing green eyes as the male was being speechless, she listened to his careful way of words. It really did suprise the strawberry blonde that Isaac was being that hesitant. Normally she would've expected him to literally jump into her bed the second she would've asked him since he always wanted to get with her, kinda.

Inching her petite body to one side of the bed to make some space for the other, she tapped next to her with her palm. Hopefully gazing up to Isaac if he'd really stay.

                                                    “Come here then?”

[bctmcn-blog1]

Stiles was sitting on Lydia’s bed , it was a normal night, he was here to help make some research to help Lydia find out what Parrish was, but when he heard her say something, he knew that something was wrong. He approached her as he whispered softly. “Hey Lydia? Are you okay?” He looked at her and when he saw that she was afraid of the storm there was outside it, he approached her and then whispered. “No need to be so afraid! I’m here to protect you. I mean, even if I don’t know what to do against a storm like this, I’ll be there. ”

[beautifulimmunity]

Not being able to make out what actually scares her more, the noise or the lightning, she smushed her lips together. That's it. She's gonna have a panic attack right infront of Stiles. "You can't protect someone of a storm, Stiles.", she airily whispered, leading her head down quickly as he approached her since she didn't want him to see her being scared of something silly like a little rain.

[beautifulimmunity]

Being totally aware of what just happened, Lydia tried to ignore it and pretend it never happened. But that would be impossible with Allison. Did her bestfriend just really say she loved her? That can't be. No. She exhaled deeply, trying to stand the brunette's gaze. "Now you got the chance to  pretend like you never said that, why not take it?"

[silverisms]

beautifulimmunity​ liked a thing for a thing.

Sounds of a pen scribbling furiously. Lips parted just slightly in concentration. Eventually, Allison let’s out a sound between a sigh and a groan and she throws down her pen a little too hard. It hits her textbook and rolls away, falling onto the floor. Allison doesn’t even care. “Lydia, this is ridiculous. There’s barely any  information for this essay in any of our books. Did you manage to find anything?”

[beautifulimmunity]

Coming back into a room with a handful of papers, she raised her eyebrows only to find a totally hopeless Allison sitting on her bed. "There is something, I don't know if you ever heard about it before, called the Internet, Allison.", she exhaled, not being able to control her sarcasm. "I found a bunch of stuff.", the redhead shrugged, placing all the papers down next to the other girl.

[beautifulimmunity]

malihale liked for a starter.

"I swear to god Malia, if you're gonna chew down one more of my markers I'm gonna remove all of your teeth — one by one."

[beautifulimmunity]

sthlinskhx liked for a starter.

"I don't like that", the redhead mumbled quietly as it started to thunder outside, thunderbolts lightning up her dimmed room every once and a while and rain splashing against the windows. "I don't like that at all.", Lydia repeated herself once again before glancing over to Stiles who was calmly sitting on her bed. She wasn't quite sure if he knew that she will most likely start to panic during thunderstorms. After all, noone really knew about it.

[fanofignoringtheproblem]

“Wow you look… wow. Kinda hard to believe I actually convinced you to go on a date with me.”

[beautifulimmunity]

"You're overreacting, Stiles."

[beautifulimmunity]

                     i am not                      the kind of person                      you fall in                      love with

[beautifulimmunity]

betaenglace

There she was, laying on her bed, already cuddled up in her pyjamas and Isaac awkwardly standing there, looking like he has seen a g h o s t  as the redhead asked him to stay the night.

She wasn't on drugs this time. Not like that time she was on painkillers asking Stiles to stay. This time she knew that her teddy wasn't a mountain lion and this time she actually was able to sit up straight.

                                     “Does it look like I'm not feeling alright?                                      Do you wanna stay or not, Isaac?”

[beautifulimmunity]

STARTER CALL

[yashastrongarms]

[idfindaway-blog]

           “I… I can’t… Help.”

[beautifulimmunity]

           “...what's wrong, Stiles.”