A lot can happen in one night.

Lydia Martin. Shoe-enthusiast. More intelligent than you. I will roleplay Lydia at any age.

[lydsbane]

My son, just now: Mom, I'm hungry!

Me: Did you eat the cookies I said you could have?

My son: Oh, for the love of fuck.

[m-l-rio]

Author problems: when you have the right idea but the wrong words and you’ve been trying to force them to fit like mismatched puzzle pieces for 16 drafts and counting

[incorrectsterekquotes]

Jackson: [gets down on one knee]

Lydia: Oh my God, it’s finally happening

Jackson: [falls over]

Lydia: The poison is kicking in

[lydsbane]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“Get back to your posts.” Chris knew that he didn’t have to say it, but he was still the primary authority figure in the camp, and he didn’t want anyone to think too much about their own autonomy. When they were gone, he regarded the teen, who had stubbornly stayed down. “Get up. Come with me. You try to attack me from behind, you won’t see sunrise. Do you have a name?”

The teen’s jaw clenched as he stood up and tried to brush dirt off of his clothes. It was a lost cause. After a few extra seconds of silence, while he followed Chris into the house, he spoke. “Garfield.”

“Like the cat?” Chris scoffed, pulling a chair out and gesturing for him to sit down. He was tall enough to be in his late teens, if he was a teenager at all. Chris was pretty sure that his guards had gotten it wrong. The guy’s light brown eyes gave away his fear and anger, and Chris decided to try to be nice. He understood those feelings all too well.

“Every name is a valid name, you dick. And it’s after the president, not the cat.”

[bisexualmollymauk]

half of fic research is rereading the fandom wiki four times for obscure character info and the other half is googling shit like “when did we start using drywall in home construction”

[lydsbane]

There was A LOT wrong with last night's Teen Wolf episode. I stayed until the end for a character who never showed up. I might not watch again until the season ends. Or ever.

[lydstilinsk]

can we please have stiles stilinski back i’m kind of bored and really sad

[lydsbane]

Okay, so I found myself having to explain why I don’t like Marrish. Here’s why. (Fair warning, this might be triggering.)

Imagine that you have a best friend. Female. Highly intelligent. She starts having insomnia and routinely wakes up screaming, and there are parts of her childhood that she can’t quite remember. These things suggest abuse or trauma in a person’s history. Just when that friend of yours starts to seek help and try to uncover the truth about the memories she has blocked out, a guy comes along with problems similar to hers. Instead of getting the help she needs, she devotes her time to helping him. She pushes her own issues aside, ignoring them as they continue and worsen. She gets physically ill and, more than once, ends up catatonic. Meanwhile, the guy she’s developed an unhealthy interest in (and it is unhealthy when she’s putting her own needs aside to meet his) is committing crimes and at one point, breaking out of jail. While yes, this is Teen Wolf and we’re talking about a banshee and a hellhound... I don’t care what kind of supernatural elements are involved. No characters, male, female, alien, cyborg or otherwise should EVER put their own mental health at risk or let it remain at a low point, just to please a significant other. Especially not one that has the potential to put them at risk. Lydia and Parrish could happen one day, maybe. But not until she goes on her own journey of self-discovery and leaves him to conquer his.

[lydsbane]

// I’m not dead, if anyone was starting to get concerned.

[micdotcom]

Watch: Bill Nye uses science to defend women’s reproductive rights.

[lydsbane]

gehayi:

vvebkinz:

being pregnant sounds terrible and i am not interested

About one out of every ten women is frightened of or repulsed by pregnancy and/or childbirth. It is called tokophobia. So you are not alone.

[lydsbane]

Today I watched The Notebook for the second time, ever.

Unlike Lydia, I wasn’t obsessed with this movie. I didn’t use it as a punishment for misbehaving boyfriends. The one time I did see it, I was unimpressed. I remember hating the movie. Maybe because there were so many years we didn’t get to see for Allie and Noah. Because their lives had such a gap. And maybe it had a lot to do with the fact that she went back to the guy that started off their relationship being emotionally manipulative. That they argued all the time. To me, that’s not romantic. But this time around, I paid more attention to the era. You can’t judge someone from the past, based on today’s social cues. Allie and Noah defied what was expected of them. Maybe the years we missed were the ones where they were suffering. It makes me think of how things were for June in Walk the Line. And I think that Lydia Martin is based heavily on Allie, by her own choice. She studies French, Latin and math. She loves to paint. She argues with her boyfriend and they’re back together two minutes later. I imagine a nine year old Lydia Martin watching this movie with her older sister and daydreaming about a love so powerful that it overrides a debilitating illness. She probably learned Latin to be like Allie. And when she got older and the new girl in school was named Allison, Lydia was drawn in. She’s a fangirl and she envied this brunette just for her name.

[lydsbane]

[earthandanimals]

[lydsbane]

teaandwii:

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earthandanimals:

Red fox sits among Ravens.

Source

there is something supernatural taking place here that we are not understanding.

Tricksters sit with others in peace because they know there’s no point trying to outsmart a trickster.

[lydsbane]

crossbowsandsilver:

Allison walked down the hallway quickly, her ankle boots’ heels snapping against the pavement sharply underneath her, her skirt flapping gently around her at her movements. Making her way up the stairs of the building, she flung herself past the doorway, looking for Lydia and Stiles. Running up to her best friend, she had to stop herself by grasping both Lydia and Stiles’ shoulders, her feet sliding a little beneath her. Recovering quickly, she grabbed Lydia’s arm. “Did you see him? Has he seen you yet?” Her gaze darted around for the boy in question, seeking out Jackson in both paranoia and and eagerness to see how it would affect Lydia.

“I haven’t seen him.” Lydia admitted. “I’ve been deliberately avoiding the hallway I know his locker is in. I’m not sure what to say to him.” “Tell him he’s an assface.” Stiles smiled. “You’re not helping. Not even slightly.” Lydia frowned at Stiles.

[lydsbane]

crossbowsandsilver:

Allison shook her head, accepting the money from Stiles with a laugh and tucking it into her pocket. She turned where Lydia told her to, frowning as she drove down the road and came to a stop outside of an old bank. “Godfrey’s buddies ran to Shadowfang after Godfrey killed Sylvanas, and Cromush was poisoned by them. I still don’t understand why he was there, but I bet he’s kicking himself for it.” She murmured, then looked at her best friend. “Is this the place?” She asked.

lydsbane dialmforstiles

Lydia nodded. “Yes, this is it.” She got out of the car, idly swinging her purse to get a better feel for the weight of it as she waited for Stiles and Allison.

[lydsbane]

crossbowsandsilver:

Allison darted a glance at Stiles, grinning. “I bet you fifty dollars we’re going to walk in on her screaming at her computer and whatever she’s attacking in a week.” She hadn’t told Stiles yet, but she had already caved and opened her own account two days before. She wasn’t addicted yet, by any means, but she could feel it coming. Thinking back to what Lydia had mentioned about learning to fight, Allison brushed her best friend’s shoulder with her fingers before she sat on the ground and began to stretch next to Stiles. “I can show you basics, if you want. Attack stances and stuff. Maybe a little blade handling?”

lydsbane

Lydia rolled her eyes a week later as she watched Stiles pout at her and hand Allison fifty dollars. “I don’t care how hurt you are, this is what you wanted. I just don’t understand why all of these guys are hanging around Shadowfang Keep. Or why Cromush is with them. If they went there after Godfrey killed Sylvanas, then Cromush shouldn’t have trusted them. But if they went before Godfrey killed Sylvanas, then how are they helping me kill that gnome and get the attack plans?” “First of all, he’s a dwarf, not a gnome.”  Stiles corrected. “And secondly -” “I don’t care what he is, he’s dead.” Lydia interrupted. “And there’s no explanation for the deviation in the storyline. I hate retcons. Allison, turn left up here.”  She gripped the strap of her purse a little tighter and hoped the weight of it would be enough to deter any attackers from getting too close. She wasn’t comfortable enough with Allison’s ring daggers, yet. Stiles had suggested an alternative and made her watch a couple episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. She didn’t want to put a brick into her purse, but she had settled for one of her small weights. crossbowsandsilver