Jun 25, 2014
screaminggingerqueen replied to your post:isaac is upset and jealous that he hasn’t gotten...
and this is how the lysaac friendship began.
basically isaac and lydia exist on the same frequency and it's beautiful
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screaminggingerqueen replied to your post:isaac is upset and jealous that he hasn’t gotten...
and this is how the lysaac friendship began.
basically isaac and lydia exist on the same frequency and it's beautiful
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Welcome Lovely, I'm Sierra :) And I'm so excited to read more of your writing and hopefully rp with you at some point! Okay, bye bye :3
Nice to meet you, Sierra! :)I’m very glad you liked what I shared so far and I’m very much looking forward to rping with you as well! <3
[text] you know lahey, i think i figured out what your fashion problem is.. your clothes never seem to match your scarfs. so here is an idea from a pro. stop wearing clothes and walk around with that pretty little brown infinity scarf that will compliment the blue in your eyes and it will lay so pretty against your fully exposed skin. you're welcome.
Isaac blinked at the text. He could barely believe his eyes so he read it again, imagined it in Lydia's sultry voice with her red hair flowing down her shoulders and--
[text] thanks for the tip, Lyds. i've always felt that going without clothes is easier, freer, plus everyone could benefit from seeing a little bit more of me, right? and uh, if i can return the favor, i think you might look best in a pair of pink pumps. and just pink pumps. and feel free to show me how it looks anytime you'd like.
Derek, we need your loft for the poker game I'm hosting. So I guess you need to invited to let us in or I can have Ally pick the lock. your choice - xoxo lyds
Fine, but I'm not playing.
You have been cordially invited to the pack's first ever "no school, no clothes" strip poker game to celebrate the end of finals! Be sure to put on your best layers, or don't ;) And remember no poker face is safe with a pack of wolves at your heartbeat. | Place: Derek's Loft. - xoxo lyds
I'll be there. I've always wondered what Erica's boobs looked like anyhow...
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screaminggingerqueen replied to your post:RP AU in which the pack all gather for “game...
I want to do this now, the need has awakened sam :P
lol, we could definitely do it! xD
Lydia walks over to Derek, placing her delicate hand upon his shoulder and with her voice only above a soft whisper. "I haven't felt anything Derek, I want you to know that. And I..I..I promise you that the only screaming that will be done tonight is in rejoice as we find him.." giving Derek a soft smile before walking back to Allison.
Derek watches her leave, his heart swelling in is chest a little. He'd never really felt any allegiance with Lydia, had never really cared for her all that much. It had to do with her decisiveness. She was strong-willed and challenged Derek more than he really cared for. More than anything, though, she reminded him of Laura, which made him believe what she said about them finding him. They would find him. They would find him alive. And they would kill Kate.
-text- DEREK! I need you to come to my house right now! it's important! Don't question it, just come over. -- xoxo lyds
Derek stares down at the text from Lydia in confusion. Since when did Lydia text Derek for help with anything? They weren't even friends. They hardly ever talked. But maybe she needed his help with something that she couldn't ask the others about. If that was the case, why hadn't she just texted him the question?
Groaning, Derek pulled on a shirt and grabbed the keys to his camaro. Whatever it was, it better be worth the drive over there.
-text- On my way.