LIKE/REBLOG IF YOU’RE OKAY RPING WITH                    A MULTI-MUSE BLOG.

I have no idea who to follow so this could be really helpful since I know some do not like multi-muse blogs.

                                                Answer is — {you can’t tell ‘em.} 

                                   They’ll never understand.

                    Because what you did WAS FOR THE RIGHT REASON

                                             BUT what you did was also w r o n g

And you’ll never wash it off

I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.

          it had been four years since lydia last stepped foot in beacon hills;  three years since she left on a sudden whim without notifying the pack.  for awhile,  she hid away in new york,  enrolling in a new school  &  attending college.  but now,  she thought,  it was time to return home  &  face what she had done.  of course,  she sheer thought made her stomach churn.  usually she was more confident,  but leaving her friends was a low blow  &  she knew that,  but at the time,  she had to get out  &  not leave a single trace behind.

          it took a load of courage to step into the hospital in hopes of melissa still working there so she could figure out where scott was.  he was her alpha after all…  or her former alpha.  she wasn’t too sure anymore.  new york was a place to escape the supernatural  &  a place where she wasn’t a banshee.  however,  the moment she stepped back into beacon hills,  she felt it all over again.

          lydia managed to get another nurse to track down melissa,  but her plan was soiled as soon as she saw scott walk through the automatic doors.  the girls jaw unhinged  &  her eyes grew wide at the sight of him once again after all this time  &  there was a twinge of happiness that’d be hidden until she could gauge the others emotions.   ❛  scott.  ❜   she breathes with furrowed brows,  feeling like a wounded animal in his presence.   ❛  h–  how have you been  ??  ❜   it was probably a stupid question,  but she thought that overflowing with apologies wouldn’t be appropriate upon first approach.    ━━━━    @abettermccall  ( sc. )

      Years had passed in Beacon Hills, Scott had graduated and started college, but the town still felt the same. It was still his home despite leaving for college nothing had really changed. The school was even still intact, even with the stories Liam had told him. It almost made him feel like he never left, but he had and he couldn't deny that he was more than homesick. So it came at no surprise when he moved back home after graduating. Sure, he wanted to get his own place, but he wasn't in much rush. With grad school next on his list, he wasn't ready to settle back down quite yet. Honestly, he wasn't even entirely sure where he would go next.

      Scott had spent most of his final year in college looking into graduate programs, but still hadn't found anything to his liking. Though most where exactly what he was looking for. He hoped coming home would given him the time he needed to make up his mind, but he'd done everything but at that point. He was trying to be as helpful around the house as possible to make up for his absence. Though, bringing his Mom lunch was just something he missed entirely. She also seemed to notice after it was his second week back and he'd already stopped by half a dozen times.

      Today was no different than the rest and he was soon strolling into the hospital with her lunch in hand. The trip was familiar, despite the lost time, though nothing on his recent trips made him stop dead in his tracks like he had at that moment. His eyes were the first to respond, widening significantly as his eyes fell upon the tawny pair before him, ❝ ..--Lydia? ❞ Lips parted, itching to unleash all the questions about her absence, but now didn't feel like the right time. ❝ I think I should be asking you that question first. ❞ A soft curve broke across his features, his expression lightening as his lips pressed together. ❝ It's really good to see you, Lydia--..❞ He cut himself off, unsure how to proceed without bringing up the elephant in the room though it was unavoidable, ❝ ..D-did you just get back? ❞

Please reblog this if you're a Teen Wolf indie rp blog;

I’m making my own masterlist and following every Teen Wolf blog that reblogs this. OC’s and Genderbent characters count as well.

like the roots of some old, wretched tree there’s something DARK inside of me

//Friendly PSA:

What if we’re all missing the same person?

a long time coming; a big follow forever to all those who’ve stayed with me despite my seriously uneven activity, insecurity and blog moving. i feel blessed that so many people are here and i didn’t think i’d ever feel so included or loved in such a phenomenally talented group of people. each and every one of you does something fantastic everyday and i’d like to take a moment to share both my love and gratitude. the characters have been loved, adored and portrayed so beautifully; every one of you magical in your own way (even if you’d see this and i don’t follow you), there are those who read things you write and it can go as far as to inspire them. some of you have brought together childhoods, love of movies, novels, tv shows and brought them to life in ways that no one ever will, again. no one can ever be like you; no one can ever write like you and i’d like to tell you that i can’t imagine a dash without you. the ones in bold are ones i’ve admired for a long time across all blogs as the little extra my dash will never be without you.

my sunshines, my only sunshines;

remansitque (x), skelaheyton (x), moralfiiber / intxnse (x) killianns (x), vagabondiism (x) — you’re all important to me for different reasons but all incredibly talented people that i’m so glad i’ve had the chance to interact with on any basis. thank-you for being some of the most extraordinary people i’ve had the pleasure of speaking with. 

you make me happy when skies are grey!

armaniclaws / piercingfangs / matchboxheart, anchoredxinhope, asceticvalor, axrgent,  archently, archeolora / parasiitic,  abettermccall, casecraving / cainmarked, coronianthief, creepymalia, constantquibbling, dehairya, darkinherheart, dixbolical, delacourre / malifiicus / perrishes, daughterstobeleaders, erstreben, electriical, fangedbarbie, fallenisms, griefisms, hockeymasked, hauntingbyacode, hedonistique, halechemy, immortalcorrupter, incruour impossiblesass, inhibitxon, kovotojas, laidre / offsetpriorities, likestoslay, miraavx, mercying, magnxto, mabelkind,  marypoots, nosignsofpain, ofpaw, pxntmercy, politiice, queenxcersei, regalae, redcrowned, rowematic, svikinnar, soldatzimy, shatteredhaunter, scottjustlisten, slytherrus, scottofthedead, sataninvneck, sagiitta / terribiliis, sacrifiiced, stoiical, sufferism, seainked / tellthewolvesimhomex, tordenvaer, thedarknesstohislight, torvaanimus / aurorasentinel, unseenmockingjay, viewtokill, vvulfric, wgruzach, warinherblood, withoutclaws, witchyblackcat, wakeupstiiles, youmccallme, 

and to the rest of my followers (mutual or not) i love you and you are so appreciated when i see you around, liking things, reblogging things or just sending a few kind words here and there to make my day. thank you for putting up with me and my incessant love for Lydia Martin. lots of love, jay. (◕ ᴥ ◕)