#beautifulwails

Sup bitches, 

Just to explain myself a little, I took a few months off this blog to settle into university and get a grasp of my time management/life in general. Summer is over now and I go back for my second year soon but I thought this would be the perfect time to start Lydia up again and develop/continue my writing skills and ideas. 

Very shortly I’ll be changing my theme, icon and posting a starter call so consider this post a blank slate for me. I’d like to thank everyone who is still following me and I would love nothing more for you lot to like and engage with my role-plays/threads in the near future. I’m really going to try and stay on top of it this time. Plus, with the finale coming out on Sunday, this is the perfect opportunity to bring Lydia back to life. 

P.S. If anyone wants to plot/discuss an AU etc, please inbox or private message me. I would really love to talk/chat to you lot once again and explore some interesting plots/ideas for my little redhead. 

@beautifulwails I figured we could take our time getting to the candle part of the prompt and enjoy the mailbox meet ups and laundry days : )

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Stiles sighed with defeat realizing he officially had no clean clothes and would finally have to stop putting off laundry day. He looked over at the pile of clothes spilling over the laundry basket that he’d been ignoring with sad eyes, wishing they’d just clean themselves. Though picking up a shirt from the floor and smelling it to see if it had another days wear was probably the reason he was still single. “Fiinnee. You win this time clothes.” He announced to his empty apartment, running a hand through his hair.

He then went to gathering all the change he could find lying around and last but not least grabbed the laundry room keys. It was then he realized he almost forgot his phone so he put the key ring in between his teeth to allow him the hands to pick up his phone and slide it into his pocket. Which equally worked out for opening the front door. It was then he noticed the strange but beautiful red head across the hall who hadn’t been there before. She must have just moved in that week. He wanted to say hi but he was to busy juggling his laundry basket and various other things so he just nodded his head in her direction and attempted a smile in the best way he could with keys hanging from his mouth. He didn’t stick around long enough to see whatever response he received in return and instead made the trek down stairs to finally tackle his laundry.

           “You’ve got a little -” He raised his thumb to swipe the bit of ice cream off the corner of her cheek. Stiles had taken Lydia out to ice cream early morning on Sunday and he figured she didn’t mind spending time with him since their last outing at the mall. Things were not discussed between them during that time and he found his face heating up whenever Lydia got close to him. These were feelings the teen hasn’t felt for the strawberry blonde in a long time and was having difficulty getting accustomed to them again. And the glare from the light above them that brightened her pink lips. “What kind of person gets Vanilla ice cream when there’s a mountain high lists of perfectly good flavors.

beautifulwails:

Halsey - Badlands sentence starters

“That’s funny because these voices won’t leave me alone”