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Jydia. Lydia dies during the battle of Hogwarts xoxo
Give me a pairing. Give me an AU setting. I will write you a three-sentence fic.
❝ＤＥＡＴＨ took her by her hand, his long fingers granting her eternal life in a place he didn’t quite believe in its existence.
A speck of green had been her ending.
And charm after charm, year after year, and potion after potion — he still felt ＬＯＳＴ.❞
#[ follow her because she is a qt patootie and fab kira ]
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✐
Send me a ✐ and my character will write yours…
➏ a “morning after” letter
" Lydia-- you have no idea how much I wanted to stay with you this morning, but after everything that's happened, my dad will have an aneurysm if he finds out I'm not at home. StilesP.S. can we do this again sometime??
As Lydia opened the door, a nervous smile appeared on Kira's lips. They'd never really hung out before and now they were having a sleepover.
"Hi! I'm here. Well, obviously I'm here. I mean, you can see me standing here and... y'know, talking and stuff. Uh... I bought Cheetos?"
I lied. I did cheat on you.
Send "I lied. I did cheat on you." for my character's reaction.
"Lyds, I have ADHD, I'm not blind."
[ of course stiles knows- but it doesn't make it easier to look up from her research paper and give lydia a soft smile. there's no bitterness behind her expression. she is perceptive- can see the way the strawberry blonde looks at aiden in the halls at school. of course stiles knows. ]
"It's okay. You've - we've been through too much to be in fully functional relationships. It's okay."
to do list
halebites
↪ lying on the moon thread ↪ stuck in a closet thread
falsumsomniator
↪ long lost twins thread ↪ angsty as fuk thread ↪ prom starter ↪ 25 gif icons ↪ 10 icons ↪ photoshop edit
fearlessargent
↪ 10 gif icons ↪ starter ↪ photoshop edit
beautifulbansheeonheels
↪ 50 gif icons ↪ 25 icons ↪ starter ↪ botm feature ↪ photoshop edit
incrediblyintelligent
↪ ask meme
general
↪ x-men verse stuff
"I’m going to just… leave then."
"Don’t do that. You’re just scared of what could happen.”
[ He knew that once Lydia had made her mind up about something there was no turning back. Other people call it stubborn, Stiles tends to call it painfully annoying - but it’s really just another thing he hopelessly adores about her. ]
"Stay. Please. For me?”
[ This was the moment that could make or break everything, he knew he had to do something. Something drastic and bold, something that would ensure Lydia stayed in Beacon Hills. If there was any chance to do what he planned on doing at senior prom or something else ridiculously cheesy, it was now. ]
"You’re the one who left!"
It’s been a couple of years since Scott had left Beacon Hills, which to this day was the biggest mistake of his life. He wasn’t thinking that night that he left, all he could think about his how so many people keep dying around him and that it’s all his fault. He was living with survivor’s guilt and mourning the loss of his first love. He left without a word to anyone but his mother, saying he’ll keep in touch but he needed a vacation. A vacation that lasted more than three years and he barely kept the promise of keeping in touch.
Scott found himself in the east coast of the United States, going from city to city, finding packs that would bring him in so he could learn. He wanted to learn all he could about being a good alpha, an alpha who keeps his pack alive instead having someone die every time they go up against the bad guys. And there were a few fellow alphas who tried just that, which made the time away from home a little easier, the guilt disappearing just a bit. But his time away was nothing but a distraction and when it came down to it, Scott couldn’t avoid going home for long.
Leaving his friends behind, his pack, had been the worst mistake. He realized it once he came back, seeing their lives have change. Everyone’s grown up, gone to college and made their lives for the better. But his absence wasn’t the best and still, Beacon Hills needed a protector and it’s proven that Scott wasn’t that person. Everyone made do with him being gone. He realized this and he made peace with it, which is why the first couple of weeks was spent with his mother mostly, holed up in his old room and thinking about how he should go about seeing his friends again.
His meeting with Lydia Martin had been on accident. He was on his way to the hospital to bring his mother some dinner and he bumped into Lydia on the way in. She was dressed up in her usual fashion, her hair in curls that are much longer than he remembered, but he couldn’t forget that voice. No matter how much she may have grown up while he was gone. While he felt happy to see her, his mind wondering what she’s been up to since he last saw her, Lydia wasn’t so happy to see him. Her face went stoic, like stone, as she glared at him.
”Lydia,” he started, but she began to walk away, he tried to get her attention with saying that he’s sorry. He thought the words fell in deaf ears but she turned and snapped. Yelling those words that hit him like a ton of bricks, the guilt hitting him just as hard as it felt the day he left. He fucked up. “I know. I know I left but I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.” He caught up with her, even in heels she could walk so damn fast. “Lydia, will you hear me out? I regret it. I regret leaving. I regret leaving my mother and Stiles. I regret leaving you.”
But are words really enough?
