Feb 14, 2017
@wailingred
“…I miss Allison.”
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@wailingred
“…I miss Allison.”
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“ i sincerely hope for your own safety that you’re paying me for this. “
@wailingred / cont.
❝ lydia, are you okay ?? you look like you've seen a ghost. ❞
@wailingred ♥’ed
climbs to the top of the highest mountain and screams:
god bless Lydia Martin’s character development
@wailingred | x
“Right. ‘Cause. There’s nothing to understand,” Stiles said, silently wishing for a hole to the underworld to open up below his feet and swallow him whole. That wasn’t so much to ask for, was it? “’Cause I totally didn’t say anything.”
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“ can’t we do something that doesn’t require me judging your outrageous sense of fashion ? thank you ! “
@wailingred / starter.
@wailingred continued from here
It was all Allison could do, to be here and be supportive. She hated that Lydia was doing this. She hated that they were here again. This place had brought them nothing but misery, Lydia more than most.
Brown eyes flickered up to the looming building, dark and dangerous. She squeezed Lydia’s hand and gripped her taser tighter with the other. She wasn’t going in here unarmed.
She looked over at Lydia, sheet white and clearly struggling. “You don’t have to do this,” she said, possibly for the tenth time in the last hour. Facing your fears was one thing, going back into the belly of the beast after it had already swallowed you twice was something else entirely.
“ There’s no use crying about it. “
@wailingred sc.