
Symbol if you think your muse could be in a serious relationship with mine


“———…who are you?”
{ he’s got the whole hipster thing
going on and she’s not sure if
she likes it or not. }
Symbol if you think your muse could be in a serious relationship with mine
"——Really?…“
{ After all this time? She didn’t think he
cared about her the same way anymore.
There’s a sensation washing over her
now that feels an awful lot like relief. }

send me a ♛ and i'll explain why my character treats yours the way they do.
Simply put, Parrish is gorgeous and Lydia knows it. Not only is he attractive, but he’s sweet, and is one of the only people in town outside of the pack not to treat her like she’s crazy.He actually believes there’s something special and unique about her, and doesn’t look at her with the gaze of suspicion, which is one of her big fears with her powers. That people will start to look at her like maybe she’s just a serial killer.
But, Lydia being Lydia, she likes to challenge people. Especially men. She knows full well that in this world, it’s difficult to get people to take you seriously when you’re a young woman. So she makes power plays, holds her head high, speaks as though everyone is beneath her, just to let them know who is boss and that they absolutely cannot pull one over on her. She is smarter than they are. She has seen more than they have.
Parrish is sweet and he’s sure as hell cute, but that doesn’t mean he’s exempt from banter and snippy remarks. Besides, the way he responds to her teasing is amusing as the day is long.
Post it memory loss thing
“——the source material still makes
me uncomfortable as hell, because
even if you interpret it in a less
misogynistic way? At the end of the
day, it was still written by a man in a
time period where it was considered
commonplace for women to be
complacent and subservient to men.
And he’s no longer with us to confirm
or deny what he meant. 10 Things I
Hate About You is probably my favorite
adaptation of that story because Kat
never has to abandon her values to
love or be loved by Patrick. Not that it’s
without its flaws, of course.
Because I cannot stand Kat and Bianca’s
father and the way that the film perpetuates
the idea that it is the father’s job to be the
gate keeper of his daughter’s virginity, and
that he must ‘save the flighty and lustful girl
from herself’ or whatever. And I feel like
someone with Kat’s forward thinking and
clearly feminist views should probably have
protested that more. Even if she was
uninterested in dating—which is perfectly
fine—it should have bothered her more that
she and her sister were being robbed of their
autonomy. And again when these boys
manipulate her into dating, which she doesn’t
want to do, just so one of them can date her sister.
Which brings us to the biggest, most
fatal flaw in that story: that what made
her the ‘Shrew’ in the first place was
the fact that she was a feminist, as if
women should be scorned and
considered unlovable because they
believe strongly in being autonomous,
free-thinking human beings with rights
and respect. Gee, it’s almost like the
world is systematically stacked against
the success and intelligence of women
and that Kat is absolutely right to try and
negate that or something. Whodathunk?”

My muse has lost their memory and is relying on Sticky Notes strewn around to guide them.
"——–…what the hell is a Stiles?“
{ She deduces it must be a person,
rather than small ladders or sets
of stairs possessing a phone. But
what kind of human person calls
themselves Stiles? And why
should she call said person? He
has messy, scrawled handwriting.
Is he a serial killer? He could be a
serial killer. They say messy,
scrawled handwriting is indicative
of internal turmoil and thus they are
more likely to be violent or unstable.
Is this person okay? Why are they
called Stiles? She has so many
questions. }

My muse has lost their memory and is relying on Sticky Notes strewn around to guide them.
"I named a boy dog Prada? Like the purses?“
{ She looks puzzled,
but gasps happily,
scooping up the dog. }
”——–That’s so sweet!! Who’s Mommy’s
little purse puppy boy? Who??“

My muse has lost their memory and is relying on Sticky Notes strewn around to guide them.
{ ——Dead bodies? Seriously?
Clearly, whatever the hell it
is she doesn’t remember,
she blocked it out for a reason.
Wait, Sheriff? Should a cop really be
encouraging a teenage girl to go find
corpses alone? }
“Great. Clearly, this is the kind of life
I want to remember in technicolor
detail. So sad I missed it.”

Naughty Meme!
How often does your muse masturbate?
Well, it’s sort of hard to say. Because when Lydia feels the need to get off, she kind of recruits some guy and uses him to get the job done. Like, essentially treats his dick like a toy. Because boys are disposable and she just has absolutely no patience for them. (Unless she found herself in a relationship, that is, with somebody who isn’t disposable. But that’s a different conversation.}
BUUTTT she does occasionally take care of things herself. Not terribly often, though, as it stands now.
Jealousy Meme
{ txt; jerkass } …what the hell are you babbling about now?
Meme
{ She whips around, hair flying over
her shoulder like flame to stare him
down. So that’s his new tactic?
Projection? Okay. If he wants to
play games, they can play games.
But he should probably know that
she is the master of playing games
and this won’t end well for him by
any stretch of the imagination. }
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Because if I was,
you’d feel better about what a piece of crap you’re
being. If you can just go on pretending that I’m in
love with someone else, then you can convince
yourself that dropping me for Malia when I was
just starting to reciprocate is okay. Then you don’t
have to be the bad guy. The responsibility falls on
someone else. Well guess what? Aiden was never
anything more than a fuck buddy to me and I’d feel
that way even if he was still alive. I was an assignment
to him. And even if he really did change? I never would
have been able to forget the way we started. I’m done
with dating people that don’t give a shit about me,
Stiles Stilinski, and that’s what I had y o u for. At least,
that’s what I thought. So you know what? If it helps you
sleep at night, sure. You can keep pretending that I love
Aiden but deep down I think you know quite well that it’s
not ever going to be a n y o n e but you.
And I hate myself for it."
