#rebornache

lydia elizabeth martin had never been a big fan of christmas. once upon a time, it had been a reminder of joy and hopes and dreams and family. but then divorce had become a word in her vocabulary and so had poverty, loneliness and bitterness. the happiness was gone and instead there was only emptiness & then there was the pack and suddenly hope was alive within her again. except everything still fell apart and they were all torn in different directions and she was hollow once more. barring him, of course.

the two of them might not have worked out, but she could always count on him to walk her off the edge — remind her she was so much more than her ghastly powers and how drawn to death she was. stiles was the light in the end of the tunnel, even if lydia never admitted it. and today was no different. opening her apartment door, she let out a scoff at the sight of him in a hideous christmas sweater.

@rebornache ... vampire prompts.

rain hadn't mentioned that she was hungry, and she doesn't think she's given him any other indication. no, she ate not that long ago, even. not full, but rain wasn't really the type to hunt unless she really needed to. so this, this offer, it isn't really about her, is it.

@rebornache ... vampire prompts.

"why would i do that?"

despite what she is, she can't say that she knows much about vampire stories. she hasn't read too many books lately, never touched classics, and the only movies she watched were never chosen by her. even if they were, they likely wouldn't include vampires. she lived that on a daily basis, didn't need to spend hours watching it all over again.

@rebornache ... werewolf prompts.

austin does not need to be told. no, he has extra layers on today, because he always gets the chills before a full moon. maybe, he has theorized, his body misses the fur. or maybe it just makes his body sick to know what it is going to have to go through. really, there is no way for him to ever definitively know.

@rebornache ... werewolf prompts.

it was always the worst when the wolf decided to run around on full moons. when that version of austin wanted to do nothing more than get as much exercise as possible. not only did it lead to his legs hurting even more than usual, but it also left him far away from any of the stuff he had prepared for when he finally changed back.

@rebornache ... werewolf prompts.

"uh, nope. just me."

he has heard of packs. isn't sure if that's what he would have been considered a part of growing up. his father always talked about what a mess they were, going on long rants about how a pack could ruin your life, without either of the moore boys having really asked. and while austin has run into a werewolf on occasion, they have always been lone. he had started to think that packs were just... obselete.

@rebornache ... vulnerable confessions.

his whole body is shaking, and though he is sitting on a chair, he is curling into himself as much as he possibly can. scott's expression may be soft, but it doesn't matter. right now, all that austin can feel is the way that the world must see him. it has never mattered whether or not it is true, so why fight it?

@rebornache ... autumn prompts.

austin has been sitting with an empty pumpkin for a little while now. cleaning it had been the easy part, even if he'd had to rely on gloves and a spoon to actually get the pumpkin guts out. the texture made him just a little too close to gagging, and he really didn't want to do that while hanging out with allison.

and though he knew this was coming up all week, he had not spent enough time figuring out what he wanted to make. he has a little black crayon in hand, but he sits there. no, he will not choose a design from the book that came with the kit, either. he wants his own.