#formerlizard

[nousxprotegeons]

formerlizard replied to your post:psa; under the unfortunate circumstances, i must...

I’m glad you’re sticking around, bb. If you’re planning ghost adventures, I’ve got a Laura Hale who was a ghost for a long while who’d love a ghost friend to tuck under her wing. <3

aw, this is so sweet. thank you doll! and i will once i figure out what the hell i'm doing.

[deathisarose]

His words laced themselves again and again through her thoughts as the ceremony dragged on, the voices only seeming to drone together into one monotonous tone after another. So lets just ditch this place, there's a reception right on the beach at the edge of town. Don't ask me how I know, but the crowds big enough we won't even be noticed. Live a little. She had simply rolled her eyes at the thought, stalked away as if the idea wasn't even possible, but why in the hell should they be stuck here? The more she doted on it, the more enticing it seemed.

Lydia wished she could say there had been a time when she had rebelled, gone against the normal, void routine. Wake up, classes, studying, find some sort of time to eat, turn in for bed – wake up and repeat it all over again. It would be nice to shatter that for a night, wouldn't it? To do something completely out of line for once. Also, she had to admit he did look devilishly handsome in a fitted tux.

Catching sight of him near the bar littered with champagne and small delicacies of healthy treats, she scanned her surroundings before casually standing from the crowd where she sat, doing her best to keep her steps lithe, murmuring gently apologies to those she had to pass. Once she was in the clear she made her way stealthily behind him, her heels allowing her to lean into his ear effortlessly.

                     "Meet me around front with your car in five." Without another word she made her way towards the lockers within the back of the building that held her coat and purse, knowing her mother would throw a fit when she learned of her absence. 

[deathisarose]

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your character has passed away, and my character is having trouble coping, so they keep calling your muse’s old cellphone. send me ◘ for the last voicemail my character left.

Right before you left I told you I never wanted to see you again, Jackson, this isn’t what I meant. I can never take those words back, can’t take back all the fighting, all the times we tried to overpower each other to prove that we weren’t the weakest one.

We always just wanted to be strong, but god we are so miserable without each other. I know you were, because I know you, you didn’t come back and that’s– I forgive you. I do, Jackson. For everything. I forgive you for being there when I needed you here. I forgive you for every single time you were able to look me in the eyes and tell me you didn’t love me anymore.

I knew better. I always knew better, even if everyone else told me it was unhealthy. That I deserved more. I knew it was just your way of telling me you were scared, that you felt every single thing I said but you were afraid of it. And it’s okay.. J–Jackson it’s okay.

And it doesn’t make sense, I constantly feel you here and it makes me sick. But it’s like your here telling me in your own way over and over again, and I can’t shut it up. I can’t make it stop for one god damn second. This was always your way of telling me.

Suffocating me. Ripping at me. Screaming. I love you Jackson, it’s okay–––

           [ if you are satisfied with this message, you may hang up at this time. ]

[actualpackmom]

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[voicemail left for: jackie chan the lizard man]: "Okay, I don't know why I'm doing this, but, uh, I'm kind of, like, lost? And Scott's phone must be dead or something, I got hung up on at the Sheriff's station because he thought I was pulling a prank, and nobody else will answer their fucking phones. And you're the only other person on my contacts list who can, like, scent out where I'm hiding. So it would be awesome. You know. If you could like, do that. And save my ass. Because we kinda bonded when I hit you with my Jeep. I would totally call that bonding. Okay. Yeah. Thanks?"

[scarredbeta--corahale]

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✈: Our muses are on a plane together, by accident or choice. This is what happens.

Derek had suggested a ‘Pack Vacation’. Cora of course was against it, but Derek had finally convinced her that they needed some time away from Beacon Hills. They had decided to go to Hawaii, compliments of Jackson, Lydia, and some insurance money from Derek. Cora had got a seat between Jackson and Isaac, and they had both decided the perfect place to take a nap was on her shoulders. Everyone else thought it was hilarious, snapping photos against Cora’s will. But about an hour into them both falling asleep, Cora had dozed off, her head resting a top of Jackson’s head, and if her hand was resting on his thigh, no one noticed but them.

[wolflockedinanarchive-blog]

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Send me a ☣ and my muse will say something about yours they’d never usually say out loud.

"I'm always going to be upset that you never said anything when you knew what my dad was doing to me."

[actualpackmom]

5 words: Stop grabbing my ass, Stilinski.

"You know you like it, Whittemore."

[nousxprotegeons]

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send me a ☣ and my muse will say something about yours they’d never usually say out loud.

"I think you were afraid to be sincere because maybe you thought it would make you weak. But if could have really been what I saw then I think you would have been stronger. And then maybe you wouldn't have felt so empty and I could have done more to save my friend. And I'm sorry."