#jydia

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[lydiamartinappreciation]

Lydia Martin Appreciation Week is coming back!

How to Participate

Simply create something about Lydia. Fic, art, gifsets, moodboards etc are all welcome. If you want your work reblogged, simply tag it #LydiaWeek2024 or tag @lydiamartinappreciation. If you write fic on ao3, you can add it to the Lydia Martin Week 2024 collection.

All works must be Lydia-centric and Lydia-positive. A further list of rules can be found here.

Prompts

NOTE: These are just a guide. You can produce visual work for the writing prompts and you can produce written work for the visual prompts. You can combine prompts. You can choose not to use the prompts. All of this is just for fun.

Writing Prompts

Day 1: Lydia & Pack

Pack is at the forefront of Teen Wolf so it's time to focus on how Lydia fits in or stands out. This could end up being really introspective or it could end up being light and fluffy. The choice is always yours.

Day 2: Lydia & Trauma

Teen Wolf can get dark at times and there's no exception for Lydia. Whether it's being manipulated by Peter in season 1 or reliving her grandma's death in season 5, Lydia certainly has a lot to keep her up at night. How does she handle it?

Day 3: What-If Wednesday

It's What-If Wednesday! Here for all your missing scene, fix-it and alternate universe needs.

Day 4: Pre or Post Canon

What are the parts of Lydia's life that we don't get to see on the show? How did she and some of the pack members like Scott or Stiles first meet? What does she do after graduation? The possibilities are endless and anything goes!

Day 5: Rarepair Friday

Today we're focusing on rarepairs. This could be romantic, platonic, familiar etc. Any kind of bond works. We simply want to celebrate the less appreciated dynamics (or potential dynamics) of the show.

Day 6: Lydia & Mentors

This could be interpreted as Lydia being mentored by another character or it could be interpreted as Lydia acting as a mentor for another character. It's totally up to you!

Day 7: Free Day

Do whatever you want - Just have fun!

Visual Prompts

Day 1: Lydia & Pack

Pack is at the forefront of Teen Wolf so it's time to focus on how Lydia fits in or stands out. This could end up being really introspective or it could end up being light and fluffy. The choice is always yours.

Day 2: Lydia & Seasons

Do we mean seasons of the show or seasons like Spring or Summer? Either! It's totally up to you.

Day 3: What-If Wednesday

It's What-If Wednesday! Here for all your missing scene, fix-it and alternate universe needs.

Day 4: Favourite Lines

What are your favourite things Lydia has ever said? Or, if you'd prefer, what are your favourite things other characters have ever said about Lydia?

Day 5: Rarepair Friday

Today we're focusing on rarepairs. This could be romantic, platonic, familiar etc. Any kind of bond works. We simply want to celebrate the less appreciated dynamics (or potential dynamics) of the show.

Day 6: Lydia & Colours

You could choose to focus on one colour or a selection. It's really up to you.

Day 7: Free Day

Do whatever you want - Just have fun!

Alternate Prompts

1 - Lydia & Emotions: How does Lydia express her emotions? What emotions does she hide? Anything works.

2 - Inspired by a Song: Inspiration can mean different things to different people so put on a playlist and let your creative juices flow

3 - Lydia & Hobbies: When she's not fighting off supernatural threats, how does Lydia like to spend her time?

4 - Lydia & Fights: This could be a physical fight, a mental battle, or Lydia using her banshee powers against an enemy. Or, again, anything else you can think of.

[takaraphoenix]

just curious why you ship jydia when jackson comes out as gay later in life?

I'm not sure what makes you think he's gay, just because he has a boyfriend later on? He never explicitly comes out as anything and... bisexuality exists? From the get go he always said he's everyone's type. Turned out he really meant that in a bisexual way.

I ship Jydia because their soulmateism gives me life. Their love literally broke the kanima curse. Even when he thought he had nothing, he still clung onto her and let her be his anchor.

They are so toxic codependent but in a mutual manner that I really dig. It's kind of the "it's good they're together because nobody else should be involved in this" approach to a ship.

They genuinely are one of my absolute favorite Teen Wolf ships.

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Jackson: Peter is looking for a way to cheer the pack up. Lydia: His resignation and suicide would be the obvious solution.

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[theonlyblackcanary]

Most people say that the truth shines in the light of day. But in Beacon Hills? The truth is made clear by moonlight, not daylight. This includes the death of Laura Hale and all the insanity that follows in the wake of that tragedy, one which entangles many of the teenagers of Beacon Hills, who really never wanted anything to do with this, thanks.

Teen Wolf + My Favorite Fanfiction

Phases of Sun and Moonlight by @wolfiered23

There is absolutely no context for this moodboard, you guys need to read it to find out 🤭

[bericas]

i'm bad at love (but you can't blame me for trying)

[userlaylivia]

yayyyyyyy I finally got s1 of teen wolf from my library!! I'm excited to rewatch the show I genuinely adore the show! and s1 scallison was so precious!! all the characters were such bbs! I'm excited to relive the stydia journey my babies! and to relive scallison and I even shipped jydia and then ofc when I get to S3 stalia! and then scalia! yes I multiship on teen wolf too lmao I'm just excited to rewatch and relive all my favorite characters and ships!!

[ash-mcj]

just wondering...

i noticed that a few of the blogs which used to run hale-centric events have stopped running them in the past couple years... since i love family content, this makes me sad. i was thinking about putting together a hale pack event, where i would provide prompts and any hale content (any ships, no ships, whatever you want) would be welcome. what do you think?

[moths-in-hats]

So there's Scott Week, Kira Week, Liam Week, Mason Week etc but there's no Lydia Week (or, well, the tumblr hasn't updated since 2015) so...

As usual, rebloging would be helpful for sample size :P

[tvshowscouples]

If you love Jackson&Lydia (Teen Wolf) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

[lydiamartinappreciation]

1 Month to Lydia Week 2024!

How to Participate

Simply create something about Lydia. Fic, art, gifsets, moodboards etc are all welcome. If you want your work reblogged, simply tag it #LydiaWeek2024 or tag @lydiamartinappreciation. If you write fic on ao3, you can add it to the Lydia Martin Week 2024 collection.

All works must be Lydia-centric and Lydia-positive. A further list of rules can be found here.

Prompts

NOTE: These are just a guide. You can produce visual work for the writing prompts and you can produce written work for the visual prompts. You can combine prompts. You can choose not to use the prompts. All of this is just for fun.

A fuller explanation of the prompts can be found here.

Writing Prompts

Day 1: Lydia & Pack

Day 2: Lydia & Trauma

Day 3: What-If Wednesday

Day 4: Pre or Post Canon

Day 5: Rarepair Friday

Day 6: Lydia & Mentors

Day 7: Free Day

Visual Prompts

Day 1: Lydia & Pack

Day 2: Lydia & Seasons

Day 3: What-If Wednesday

Day 4: Favourite Lines

Day 5: Rarepair Friday

Day 6: Lydia & Colours

Day 7: Free Day

Alternate Prompts

1 - Lydia & Emotions

2 - Inspired by a Song

3 - Lydia & Hobbies

4 - Lydia & Fights

[mintmx]

AKA Lifestyles of the Rich and Oblivious

Rich cousins Derek and Jackson are ready to spend a summer sailing across the Mediterranean. Rich step-siblings Stiles and Lydia are planning to have a great summer traveling Europe on their yacht. Nothing goes as planned, but it gives Lydia and Jackson (and Theo, and Meredith) the perfect excuse to play some matchmaking.

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SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 26 AHEAD!

“Somethings wrong!” Zaida’s spine shot up straight as her stomach lurched with an oncoming wave of anxiety and pain.

“With who?” Stiles stepped on the gas, speeding past metal storage containers as he looked at Zaida with concern in his amber eyes.

“All of them,” Zaida gasped loudly, clutching her stomach and feeling as though something had cut through to her innards and sliced at her back.

“Okay, hold on to something,” Stiles warned, and the Jeep groaned as he slammed the pedal to the metal.

“Stiles, you’re going to crash!” Lydia warned, gripping the seats in front of her for support. Zaida clutched the overhead handle and gripped the seat with her other hand, gritting her teeth against the pain she was feeling.

“That’s the point.” He nodded, and Zaida looked at him in alarm as the muscles in his jaw clenched and his biceps flexed in his tight grip on the steering wheel. His eyes locked onto her own as they hit the metal sheeting that made up the warehouse wall. They burst straight through to see the headlights illuminating the scaly figure of the Kanima as it approached the crumpled form of Allison on the floor.

Stiles didn’t slow down. The Jeep lurched and Zaida was tossed forward as the car was stopped by the impact of hitting the creature. She braced herself, her arms shooting out to press her hands against the dashboard to stop her head from making contact. “Did I get him? Stiles winced, too afraid of what he might see to look. His question was answered when the Kanima jumped and landed on the hood of the Jeep with a loud slam, screeching at the windshield.

“Okay, everybody out, now!” Zaida yelled and threw her door open, scrambling out and helping Lydia to do the same. As soon as they were clear of the car, hands gripped Zaida around the middle and pulled her away. She looked back, drawing her arm forward in preparation to elbow whoever had grabbed her, only to see it was Isaac. She relaxed upon the sight of him.

“Jackson!” Lydia called out to her lover, confidently standing before him. Stiles ran from the other side of the Jeep as the Kanima approached the redhead with its arm drawn back as though it were about to strike her with those deadly sharp claws.

“Wait.” Scott caught his best friend, preventing him from moving closer as Lydia stood her ground, holding up a small, glinting metallic object.

“It’s his house key.” Zaida identified, recalling that the boy had asked for it back upon dumping Lydia all those months ago. From the recognition in the Kanima’s yellow eyes, Jackson knew exactly what it was too. The scales slowly retracted, his skin returning to normal and the glowing in his eyes fading back to their usual blue as he stared at it. He reached out and took the key from her hands, seemingly coming to as the haziness left his gaze. He stumbled several steps backward, his arms spreading out as he closed his eyes, head tilting back to face the ceiling. Seizing the opportunity that had presented itself to them, Peter materialised from the shadows and Derek sprung from the floor. The two wolves plunged their claws into Jackson’s half-transformed body, lifting him off the floor to slash deeper.

“What’s happening?” Zaida whispered and Isaac looked at her with concern etched into his features. This clearly wasn’t part of the plan. The two released the boy, and Jackson coughed and fell to his knees as Lydia hurried forward to catch him, lowering him to kneel on the ground. She glared at Peter and instinctively stepped closer to Isaac as the wolf who had bitten her backed away close to where she was standing, Derek not far behind him.

“Do you... Do you still...?” Jackson gasped between short breaths in a weakened voice.

“I do. I do still love you.” Lydia nodded almost frantically as she cried, repeating her words over and over again. “I do-I do still love you. I do. I do. I do still love you. I do.”

There was a light that shone in Jackson’s eyes at hearing her confession before that too dulled, and he collapsed on the girl’s shoulder. Unmoving and unbreathing. The key clattered from his slack fingertips to the ground. Lydia sobbed as she lay him down on the concrete, the scales completely retreating from his face to leave him in his half-human form. The redhead couldn’t look at his corpse, and she stood and turned her back on him, her trembling hand covering her mouth.

“Oh my God,” There was a lump in Zaida's throat as she watched, unable to stop herself from getting emotional. Not for Jackson’s sake, but for Lydia’s. The girl had watched the boy she was in love with die twice in one night. Zaida had been in enough turmoil simply because her friend had gone missing. She couldn’t imagine how awful it would be to endure what Lydia currently was, and as Zaida’s heart tightened in pain she hurriedly blocked off all of her internal doors, not wanting to know the hurt that Lydia was feeling. Isaac reached for her, his hand resting on the small of her back in a supportive gesture as his thumb smoothed over the fabric of her coat soothingly.

Across the way, Chris, Scott and Allison watched on, the brunette reaching for the wolf’s hand. Zaida forced herself to look away as anger spiked within her at the sight of the huntress. Instead, her eyes landed upon Stiles, who was staring at her and Isaac with a locked jaw and dark gaze. When their gazes met, his eyes darted away and he started to make his way towards a crying Lydia to comfort her. He paused - they all did - when the scraping of claws against solid ground filled the sombre silence. Lydia whirled around within a heartbeat of the sound to see Jackson’s eyes shoot open and light up an electric blue. The boy slowly started to rise to his feet, those scales vanishing in favour of a heavy werewolf’s brow and elongated canines. He reared his head back in a loud growl, and the features faded as swiftly as they came, leaving him completely back to normal - and as naked as the day he left the womb.

“Oh, gross,” Zaida wrinkled her nose in disgust and averted her gaze, hiding her eyes behind her hand. Lydia had no such qualms, rushing to jump into the boy’s arms. He returned her bone-crushing hug with equal enthusiasm.

“Where’s Gerard?” Allison checked over her shoulder, and Zaida followed everyone’s gaze to where a puddle of black blood and gore lay on the ground, with no old man in sight. Taking a quick scan of the room, she realised Derek and Peter had cleared out too.

“He can't be far,” Chris commented and Zaida looked to Isaac wordlessly for answers as to what happened. She could tell from the tattered and bloodied state of his clothes that she’d been feeling his injuries in the car. She also knew they’d be healed by now, so she didn’t bother asking about his well-being.

“Chris didn’t agree with Gerard breaking the code and brainwashing Allison. He let Erica and Boyd go and came to help us. Gerard and Allison arrived, and he used the Kanima against his own granddaughter to get Scott to make Derek bite him. Turns out, he was dying from cancer. Luckily, Scott suspected as much and was switching his pills out for wolfsbane, so his body rejected the bite. He’s now crawled off to - hopefully - die somewhere.” Isaac tilted his head as he gave her the information she wanted.

“Why didn’t you guys message or call me?” She turned on him with a renewed temper.

“We were a little busy dealing with a resurrected werewolf, an evolving Kanima, dark Allison, and the grandpappy from hell, in case my summary wasn’t clear.” His words dripped with sarcasm, but she narrowed her eyes in warning. “Okay, fine. We didn’t want you getting hurt and we knew that as soon as you caught wind of what was happening, you’d rush right here. And we were right because that’s exactly what you did.”

“Yeah, and you’re welcome for that, by the way!” She slapped his arm and rolled her eyes, gesturing to where Jackson and Lydia were still embracing.

“Stiles could have brought her here without you,” Isaac pointed out and Zaida scoffed.

“Stiles couldn’t do anything without me. The other week, he tripped down the stairs because his shoelaces were tied together.” She shot back.

“And who tied them together?” He arched a brow with a giant smirk and she couldn’t hide her grin from spreading.

“I wanted to see how long it would take for him to notice.” She shrugged. “Turns out, it was a while.”

“I guess you’re right then. He definitely couldn’t have fallen down the stairs without you.” Isaac turned her own words against her.

“I think I’ve had enough of this conversation.” She flipped him off and stalked away as he laughed at her.

Zaida made her way over to where Stiles was standing between Scott and his Jeep, still staring at Lydia as she removed her cardigan to offer Jackson at least a bit of modesty. Zaida crossed her arms and leaned against the dented hood of the vehicle, arching her brow at Stiles’ glassy eyes.

“Scratched my Jeep.” He sheepishly sniffed as he came up with the best excuse he could think of. Zaida rolled her eyes. She may still be mad at him, but she also couldn’t help the fact that she cared for the boy, and seeing him so upset tugged at her heartstrings.

“Sure,” She sighed heavily and reached her arm out to grip his elbow, pulling him to her and enveloping him in a side hug. “What do you say we get you back home? Your dad will probably be worried that you’ve disappeared again.”

He allowed her to lead him towards the driver’s side of the Jeep only for them both to be blinded by the headlights of an approaching car. Zaida’s hands went to shield her eyes and she peered against the brightness until the car shut off and was revealed to be a Beacon Hills County Police car. The figure got out of the front cabin and when he turned to walk towards them, she saw jet-black hair and a straight Grecian nose. “Xander,” she muttered bitterly and the others crowded around to see what the fuss was all about.

Zaida held her breath, waiting for the tongue-lashing that was undoubtedly approaching, only for Xander not to say anything as he stalked straight past her and right up to Chris Argent, greeting the man with a solid punch to the face. Stiles flinched and winced as he watched, turning to Zaida. “Now I know where you get it from.” He nodded appreciatively as Allison cried out in shock.

“You. Get in the car, now.” Xander turned to point a finger at Zaida as Chris clutched his nose, blood dripping from beneath his hand. She stood frozen, unable to tear her eyes away while Chris regained his bearings.

“I’m not sure I deserved that,” The man grumbled, cartilage cracking as he pushed his nose back into place. He was surprisingly calm about the whole ordeal.

“You’re right. You deserve worse.” The deputy clenched his jaw. “My one condition when I agreed to move here and help you was that I didn’t want you getting Zaida involved - and that is exactly what you did.”

“I had nothing to do with it. She involved herself.” Chris corrected.

“But you knew, and you didn’t tell me, or do anything to stop it.” Xander continued, not seeing much of a difference between the two. “Now look, she’s right in the middle of it! Exactly where I didn’t want her to be.”

“She’s stronger and smarter than you give her credit for, Alexander.” The man shook his head in disappointment. “She would have done well as a hunter, but you failed to teach her and now it’s too late.”

“Zaida, I said get in the car.” Her brother turned back to her with fury in his dark eyes, his voice dangerously low.

“No.” She denied him quietly and shook her head. There was no way she was going with him.

“For fuck’s sake, I said GET IN THE CAR!” He screamed, spittle flying and veins throbbing in his temples. She jumped in shock but stood her ground.

“You’re crazy if you think I’m going anywhere with you after you lied to me about everything.” Her voice shook, but there was a determination in her eyes that Xander knew not to cross.

“I am your guardian and until you turn eighteen, I am responsible for your safety. That includes making decisions for you when you are not well-equipped enough to make them yourself.” He recited the law, throwing her lack of legal rights in her face. “Which you have clearly demonstrated, you are not.”

“Why? Because I chose differently from you? You had no problem with letting me make my own decisions when I followed the path you wanted me to. Why is that no longer the case as soon as you disagree?” She retorted. “I’m my own person, Xander. I can make my own choices, and I choose to help my friends. They’re not the ones who have been lying to me for my entire life.”

“I’m not doing this with you. Look around! You could have died tonight. How many times have you put your life in danger already and I wasn’t any the wiser? I’ve tried to give you some space and let you do the rational thing of your own accord, but my patience has worn thin. You are coming home tonight and that is final.” He put his foot down, but she didn’t break her resolve.

“I’m not going anywhere with a man I don’t know.” Zaida refused, and there was a flash of hurt in his eyes as he took a step towards her, only for both Scott and Isaac to step in his path, eyes glowing yellow. Stiles subtly pushed her behind him as well in a protective manner. Xander’s hand went to the gun at his hip and Chris did the same in warning.

“We follow a code, Alexander.” he reminded the boy, and Xander dropped his hands to his sides after a brief hesitation.

“You’re going to have to come home eventually,” Xander promised her and she nodded with a half-shrug.

“Maybe, but it sure as hell won’t be any time soon.” She snapped and as he turned to skulk back to his car she called out after him, “Mom and Dad would be so disappointed in you.”

“If Mom and Dad were more like me, they would still be alive.” He didn’t so much as glance back as the words left his lips. Whilst Zaida was reeling with anger, he got back into his car and drove off.

“You know he just wants to protect you,” Allison spoke up from beside her father in her attempt to help the situation. However, her input only made things a hundred times worse. It was the final straw in setting Zaida off.

“You don’t get to talk to me,” Zaida seethed, turning on the taller girl with burning hot coals behind her eyes. “Not after you shot me.”

“I…I’m sorry.” Allison gulped, guilt flashing on her face. “I shouldn’t have - after what happened to my mom I just was so focused on getting to Derek. The moment I pulled that trigger, I regretted it.”

“And that’s supposed to make it all okay?” Zaida scoffed, her emotions rising to the surface and bubbling over. “A half-assed apology and an excuse? But it’s okay, right, because I healed?”

“I don’t know what else I can say to make it better-” Allison began, her eyes welling with tears.

“You can’t just say a few pretty words and make it all go away! How many times are you going to have your little flirtation with the dark side and call it a naive accident? Or blame it on someone else? First, it was Kate, and now Gerard. What’s it gonna be next?” Zaida interrupted her with a humourless laugh. “You can make all the excuses that you want but that darkness is in you, and if you don’t cut it out, you’re going to end up just like your aunt.”

“That’s enough!” Scott growled, defending his girlfriend and putting a stop to the building tension.

“No. She’s right.” Allison nodded in a quiet voice and Zaida was honestly surprised to hear the admission. She looked to Chris, fully expecting him to be shooting her daggers with his eyes as he usually did, but instead, he looked at her with a sort of acknowledgment - as if he agreed with her.

Zaida hadn’t noticed until there was a light touch on her back, but Lydia had made her way over to the gathering, leaving a tired Jackson to sit in the back of the Jeep. “It’s been a long night,” she said gently. “I think we could all do with a break.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” Stiles sighed in relief that someone else had said it before him, slinging an arm around Zaida’s shoulders and turning her away from Allison. “Let’s just go.”

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Jackson: Quick! Ask me a question i normally wouldn't answer! Stiles: Does Lydia ever peg you? Jackson: Sometimes- Ew! Why that?! Stiles: Heh, knew it.

[theonlyblackcanary]

Please tell me someone wrote an au like this or do I have to write it myself????