I will n o t keep my mouth shut. A bitch knows her voice. Knows how to howl with a wolf pack in her throat. A bitch is honest. A bitch doesn’t follow the rules; demands to know who wrote them. Rules are weak. Rules are prey.

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ho ho holy shit it’s almost christmas

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court jester )

                    “Yeah, that would have been pretty weird.
                     Can you imagine trying to fit into those
                     tiny desk now? My legs would go to the
                     other end of the table in those little
                     chairs I’d get serious leg cramps.”

                                   { Stiles was going to respond to that
                                     and pray she was joking. The fact
                                     he was still way excited about making
                                     Latkes by himself before dad came home. }

            “Bubbe always said that wine was the best
             side dish you could have for latkes! Happy
             Chanukah to me. Do you want any? Like
             wine or latkes? Cause I’ve definitely got
             a lot of both.”

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{ She breathes a laugh, shaking her head slowly.
 Stiles is all limbs–gangly and awkward–so the
 thought of him scrambling as he topples over
 the tiny chair beneath him and getting tangled up
 in the legs of the table is an amusing one. }

                                                     "Well. Can’t argue with Bubbe, can I?“

                                        {Sighs. }

         ”—-As long as you promise to resist…temptation
                         I guess I can stay for that. Sure.“

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                              “Well…Uh…
                                      They’re delicious and I don’t
                                       wanna say that I do what I
                                       want because  you and Scott
                                       are like most of my impulse
                                       control.

                       That’s because there were no
                        hungry Jewish teenagers in
                        kindergarten who finally found
                        the best recipe for latkes in the
                        world.”

                “Mmm, no–…but if you had wound up being a hungry
                 jewish teenager that was still in Kindergarten, I wouldn’t
                 have been surprised.”

   { It sounds harsh, but she’s definitely joking,
    a small and tight-lipped smile punctuating the
    end of her pointed words; cushioning them and
    protecting his speckled flesh from their barbs. }

                                                “Drinking this early? Clearly, you’ve been spending 
                                                  too much time with my mother this holiday season." 

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johnnycagejr:

                     “I’m gonna fuck a latke.”

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                   "—-I spend enough time with teenage boys to be used
                    to non-denominational grossness, but doesn’t that count
                    as blasphemy of some kind?

They didn’t teach us about potato pancake fornication
    along with the dreidel song in kindergarten, so…“


[ grabs megaphone ] [ clears throat ] [ shouts ] female muses are just as worthy of interaction as male muses are friends !!


EXPRESSING IRRITATION THAT WE WERE TOLD THIS WAS LYDIA’S SEASON AND SHE HAS BARELY GOTTEN SCREEN TIME TO MAKE SPACE FOR A BRAND NEW CHARACTER WHEN I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR LYDIA TO GET HER OWN STORY FOR FOUR FUCKING YEARS ISN’T HATE TAKE YOUR PISSBABY DIAPER ASS SOMEWHERE ELSE B YE


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