#* lydia martin \ interactions.

[kvtnisseverdeen]

[p3ach3snplums]

♪𝙇𝙮𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣

Personaje canon | 17-20s | Bisexual | Teenwolf | nacida en Beacon Hills | Banshee | estudiante | reside en Beacon Hills | personaje abierto | fc: Holland Roden

♪barbie with a brain | lydia martin

[thomas-the-goat-of-satan]

[villainmade]

@humanchewtoy said : ❛ have a drink with me. ❜ for lydia

  " i think i could probably fit that into my schedule ... " lydia tilts her head slightly, faint smile on her lips. as if she hadn't flown all the way across the country for the express purpose of visiting him — and it's really good to see him. the east coast seems to suit him well, even if it means his friends get to see him less. she presses her hands together, fingers absently entwining and unlinking as she glances around. " are we having a drink here, or ...? "

[lavendaers]

@rcvcrics lydia martin for lidia cervos

"how about a midnight snack?" lydia questioned, head tilting to the side. "a midnight snack that's in the middle of the day."

[htsdfferent]

@fatesalign for isaac !

she’ll admit, she hasn’t been paying as close attention as she said she would. of course, that might be the whole reason he’s admitted it. ‘ he’s just so nice, and he’s pretty. ’ there’d been more, like a waterfall of compliments for the boy they call their alpha. ( she gets it, sure. but, this, isaac’s words sound more like those of allison’s than her own. ) lydia spins slowly towards her bed, where isaac is laying opposite the correct direction. his head laying off the edge as he fidgets with -- “hey !” hands snap forward to rip the paper rose from his hands. “don’t play with that.” she moves to place it back into her pencil holder, adjusting the bent petal back into place. eyes return to isaac, finding him flipped from his previous placement, his gaze on her ceiling. “okay, so, wait. you like scott -- like you,” she huffs out a breath. there has to be a better way of saying this. “you like - like scott mccall.” mouth drops softly, as she scoots her rolling chair closer. “oh, my god, you have a crush on him.”

[n0prom1ses]

starter for @tvintedspvrk from lydia martin

"em..." lydia looked up from what she was doing to spot her sister sitting in front of her. "i may be used to having voices in my head, but if you sigh one more time i will sick prada at you."

[wvsteria]

event starter: tara carpenter & lydia martin @spellbcok

6 The husks of corn emit a poisonous gas, making characters weaker the longer they breath it in

"are you okay?" tara asked as they walked further in, feeling as though something was making them heavier, more tired as time went by. "i feel like... something's wrong here."

[fearlessmuses]

🐺 ───── he supposed that in the end her lack of trust was to be expected. who would trust him, not a smart person, hell in any given situation would he trust himself? he wasn't so sure. in fact he knew in all honesty he wouldn't because he was inherently selfish. but in some ways he did always find his guard up and a protectiveness for the siren before him. that was hard to explain as well but here they where and they needed her.

"what are you afraid of?" he questioned as he stepped towards her with a flash of blue eyes and a focus on his features that was unmistakable. she was brave, and always pushing, what about any of this was scaring her now? his brow raised quickly as he leaned forwards slowly, "this isn't like you not that i know you that well." he mused casually.

@taleswritten ♥ for a starter from peter hale for lydia martin

[kingofangst]

Season 1 Teen Wolf character opinions on Seraph (My OC)

*Seraph posing as an interviewer and inhibiting his scent for supernatural purposes*

Okay, let us start with the process, shall we? What are your thoughts on Beacon Hills High's enigmatic ice king?

Scott: I don't think he's an icy person by default. He looks closed off, but he seems cool. Very intelligent though

Allison: Lydia says he's her rival? But I'm pretty sure there's more to him than looks

Stiles: Entitled, conceited, rich guy with his dark academia and bourgeoisie attitude. Literally, who names their child Seraph?

Seraph: *Lowkey bombastic side eye*

Lydia: My academic rival, though I respect his tenacity and intelligence

Seraph: *Secretly smirking*

Jackson: Why are you so interested? Asshole and an entitled tool who thinks Hondas are better than Porsche😑

Seraph: (Internally) They are, lacrosse fanatic

Isaac (in my fanfic he is in season 1): Ex-loyal friend and confidant. Until he thought he was better than me😒

Seraph: (Internally sighs with melancholy)

Danny: I have no problems with him. He's an enigma and I think people should respect his choices

Mr. Harris: One of my favorite students. In fact, him and Jackson are the top two.

Seraph: (Internally) Careful Harris, you start a war amongst your students. Then again why would you care?

Coach Finstock: If I could only teach one student for the next 4 years, it'd be Seraph

Seraph: (Internally) That’s horrific👀

Melissa: He doesn't look like an icy teenager to me. More like academically ambitious

Sheriff Stilinski: Hard to say he's an enigmatic ice king or whatever you called him when his father is Beacon Hills best politician. He seems nice

This concludes the interview of what is said about Seraph Kingfisher. Thank you all for your participation.

Jackson: What? Now you are going to tell him what we said about him?

Seraph the Interviewer: No that is confidential and I won't share it to anyone. *Internally* Because I already heard, moron.

And that's all folks! As for why the Hales and the Argents weren't in this is because Seraph has yet to meet them. But stay tuned for chapter 4 of TWOAE, I will be posting it Saturday.

[elegancefandoms]

Lydia could feel her own heart breaking before she even spoke. She knew what she needed to do but wasn't sure if she had the strength to actually do it. The women had to leave to keep them safe. The banshee's reoccurring dream had taught her that much. However, it didn't make saying goodbye any easier. "This isn't working anymore, I'm sorry."

[lovetold]

lil update <3

[toapaixonar]

dear mr. @notsolved,

i am not sure whether sending an e-mail about this is the best way to proceed about things, but i thought you might appreciate it over a quick chat close to the gossiping parents of this class. though i will deny if you say i ever referred to them as such. i am worried about our little amelia. as of late, she has been quite disinterested in class and sad. in fact, our classes are a lot more quieter and i do miss her thoughtful observations. is there anything going on at your house? i know this question must sound intrusive, but i assure you i am just worried about you. i am here should you need anything, even if it is just a friendly ear.

have a good weekend,

ms. martin.

[lavendaers]

@vcndetta lydia martin for erica reyes

"we can argue about this tomorrow." lydia shook her head, arms crossing over her chest. "it doesn't mean you win though. we'll just pick this back up tomorrow."

[htsdfferent]

❛  so, i thought you were like an angel to me. ❜ stiles @ lydia bffr .

@fatesalign !

she doesn’t want to laugh -- she really doesn’t, but she can’t stop the soft huff that tumbles from her painted lips. green eyes linger on the fresh stitches on his forehead, before they slip to soft doe eyes. she’s met with heavy lids, and a fuzzy gaze. ( oh, how she’d love to see this face under different circumstances. ) lydia lets her hand lift from her thigh, her fingers tracing softly against his uninjured temple. “you’re on so many meds,” her words are mumbled, though laced with light humor, as her fingers skate into brown locks. she helped melissa get as much dirt and blood out she could. she can feel what she missed, now, with steady hands. “you’re an idiot.” the insult rolls effortlessly from her lips, though, there’s not a cell in her being that means it. her voice forms an idiot, but it sounds more like the most important person in my life to her mind. a soft sigh slips past her lips. “how are you feeling ?”

[n0prom1ses]

@carp3diems ( stiles stilinski ) : lydia martin

stiles was off working, which lydia let herself into the house. decorating the christmas tree that he left half done. typical stiles. the christmas music blasting through the speakers as she did so. by the time she was done with the tree, she decorated the rest of the house. hanging up the mistletoe by the time stiles entered the home, "didn't expect you to come back so early."