#pair: lydannie

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Lydia and Annie lol

t h a n k    y o u     s o     m u c h

Name: Nathaniel Emery-Martin

Gender: male

General Appearance: you’re jealous of his style, of his face, of his everything. you know you are. has the kind of smoulder that would make you and your s.o leave each other for him. deep, smooth voice, is the person to determine what the next fashion trend will be, lots of dark, rich colors are a part of his wardrobe. one time showed up to school in sweatpants, a v-neck, and a silk robe and it was dubbed bedroom chic

Personality: an actual king, ~sultry~, is literally the ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  emoticon, couldn’t give a fuuuuuuuuuuck (really actually gives a lot of fucks), literal piece of shit (meant in the most endearing way), drama queen, 

Special Talents: boy can dance, but it’s mostly ‘cause he’s trained to defend himself using various martial arts so he’s light on his feet (but the main thing he’d want you to get out of this is that he can dance)

Who they like better: he actually spends a lot more time with annie, helps her around her shop and she’s actually a lot more affectionate than you’d think, so he feels a deeper connection with her. 

Who they take after more: with a fashion sense like his, it has to be lydia. annie’s lucky if she doesn’t wear navy and black together. but also he’s growing to be an engineering whiz, so he definitely gets that from lydia too

Personal Head canon: nate picked up annie’s bad habit of talking to inanimate objects (namely plants) and it drives lydia absolutely insane

Face Claim: Chance Perdomo

if they had a kid meme!!

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HEY BITCH! *cracks my knuckles* I SEE YOU REBLOGGED A PROMPT POST, AND SINCE I LOVE YOUR WRITING I'M HERE TO TAKE ADVANTAGE >:) 64, 48, 18

okay 1) i love u a lot ok 2) i’m the werst and i don’t have the attention span to write three prompts at the same time so i’mma just post 18 for now but i’ll make sure to tag you when i post the other two!!

18. Red wine stained lips…

“How did you know you liked girls too?”

Annie nearly choked into the generously poured glass of red wine that Lydia had poured out for the two of them. Her mom was out of town for some kind of conference on child development which left the house (and wine collection) to Lydia to do with as she pleased.

We need a girls’ night. Lydia had declared, and she left absolutely no room for any arguments. Not that Annie had planned to put up much of a fight. Allison was still in France and she had typically been the one that did this kind of stuff with Lydia since Annie would be off doing something like helping Scott learn more about his abilities or helping Stiles clean up a mess the boys didn’t mean to create. But since Lydia had been introduced to the supernatural it became a whole lot easier to balance their relationship.

Plus, Annie wasn’t going to turn down some wine.

But the very last thing she had ever anticipated was for that question to leave Lydia’s lips.

Lifting her shoulder into a half-shrug, she pulled the glass of wine away from her lips and turned her head to the right where Lydia sat. “I dunno, I mean… I think I saw Rihanna in Pon de Replay and that kinda just did it for me?”

“That’s it?” She asked, disappointment clear in her voice.

Annie could only roll her eyes, “What do you mean ‘that’s it?’” She asked, raising an eyebrow and sitting up a bit more. “It’s not like LGBTQ youth get a fucking Hogwarts-esque letter in the mail when they turn eleven saying ‘Congrats! You’re one of The Gays!’.” She exclaimed dramatically, raising her free hand and wiggling her fingers for emphasis before dropping it. She shook her head and slumped back down into her seat. “Think back to your own sexual awakening, it was probably like that.”

Lydia sighed in unhidden frustration and a pout formed at her lips. Annie stared at her for a few silent moments, curiosity burning in her gaze before she gave in. “Why are you wondering?”

The other girl shrugged and took a long, drawn out sip before looking Annie in the eye, “After the whole… disaster with Jackson I just- I was thinking about past relationships and I realized that I never really gave myself the chance to…” She pressed her lips together, clearly looking for the right word.

“Explore?” Annie suggested dryly.

Lydia rolled her eyes but nodded nonetheless. “For lack of a better term.”

Annie set her glass down on the table in front of them and twisted her body so that she could face her friend, a serious look overtaking her features. “You know, you don’t have a countdown or anything limiting you. You have all the time in the world to find out your preferences.”

She mimicked Annie and placed her glass on the table before crossing her arms, a look of uncertainty making its way to her features. “But how do you know?”

“Self reflection? Experience? Everyone comes to their realization at their own pace. Some people realize it when they’re really little and some people realize it when they’re much older, and there’s nothing wrong with either one.”

“I’m not a fan of this subjectivity.”

Annie cracked a smile, “Well, if you wanna go ahead and create a mathematical theorem for How to know you’re queer please feel free.”

The redhead rolled her eyes once more and sighed dramatically, sinking deeper into the cushions as she brought her knees to her chest. Letting her chin rest on the top of her knees, Lydia gazed thoughtfully at Annie. “Would you be open to helping me figure it out?”

Annie looked at her in confusion, her brows drawing together as they stared at each other for several moments before realization crossed her features. Her confusion melted into clear disapproval. “I’m not someone you can just use for your experiments, Lydia. I’m not here for your convenience.”

Lydia quickly shook her head, immediately backtracking, Stretching out her legs so that her feet were beside Annie, she lifted her hands up placatingly, “No! I didn’t mean it like that I just… I want to be sure and I just want to know what it’s like.”

“Kissing is kissing, Lydia.” She said tiredly, rolling her eyes, her tone much less caustic than it had been before. “If you kiss someone you love you’re going to feel that… spark or whatever the fuck you’re trying to look for.”

Lydia sat up and nodded, lifting a hand to gesture towards Annie. “Then who better than you to be my first kiss?”

Annie shook her head and sighed, leaning back against the cushion, “Lydia, you don’t love me.” She said softly.

“Then you really don’t know me.” Lydia said, a bit of a challenge in her voice as she crossed her arms.

Annie could only look at Lydia, nothing but surprise in her eyes. Green met brown and she pursed her lips before breaking the eye contact and staring at the two abandoned glasses of wine.

“Annie, you’re my best friend and I could count the people I trust on one hand. This is really important to me.” Lydia’s voice was soft and earnest and when Annie dragged her gaze back to Lydia’s, there was nothing but honesty and genuinity in them. But still there was that paranoid, guarded little voice in Annie’s head that refused to let anything be as simple as they really were.

Swallowing hard, trying to ignore how dry her mouth had become, Annie forced a burning question from her lips. “You’re not… this isn’t some weird power thing, is it? Like…  you feel like you lost control in your relationship with Jackson so you’re trying to compensate somewhere else? ‘Cause I really don’t think I could deal with that.”

There was a flash of hurt that crossed Lydia’s expression but it was soon replaced with understanding. Lydia was many things and self-aware was thankfully one of them. She knew she had been a bit of a nightmare in the past and manipulation had one hundred percent been one of her specialties, she couldn’t quite blame Annie for being suspicious.

“I’ve been pretty terrible, huh?”

Annie’s sharp, critical gaze softened significantly at Lydia’s quiet admission. She pressed her lips together and it was like she physically released all the tension in her body. She slumped slightly and it was clear she was completely relaxed. Stretching out her hand, she took Lydia’s into her own.

“Like I said, everyone reaches their realizations at their own pace. That holds true for who you are as a person too, you know.” She said, her thumb sweeping gently back and forth across Lydia’s knuckles.

“I love you.” Lydia repeated, an affectionate smile playing at her lips.

Annie could only huff playfully, fighting her own smile as she moved her left hand to cup Lydia’s cheek. “You’re so obnoxiously attractive, I don’t get it and I hate you.” She finished with a grin before leaning in, closing her eyes, and placing her lips against Lydia’s.

Lydia almost immediately kissed back, raising her own hand and placing it on the right side of Annie’s neck. Annie was right when she said that a kiss was a kiss, the mechanics of the act were the same whether she was kissing Jackson or kissing her best friend, but there was still something different about it. Annie, while one of the sharpest people she knew, was all soft edges physically. Her lips were softer too, and she could taste the red wine that was long forgotten on the table beside them.

She moved her hand down from Annie’s neck down to her shoulder and down her arm, feeling goosebumps rising under her fingertips. Annie surreptitiously opened her mouth a little wider and Lydia picked up on the hint, letting her tongue sweep across Annie’s bottom lip before she reciprocated.

Annie wasn’t quite sure how long they had been kissing before she slowly pulled away and opened her eyes. Lydia’s eyes were still closed but as Annie leaned her forehead against the other girl’s, she slowly opened them.

“If the whole mess with Stiles doesn’t get resolved, you know where to find me.” Lydia said, referencing the kiss and run Annie had subjected the poor boy to only a couple of months ago.

Annie pulled away completely from Lydia, untangling her arms from her and practically throwing herself onto the other end of the sofa, a loud laugh echoing out. “Yeah right, like you won’t find an unsuspecting person to put under your spell by then.” She shook her head before a gleeful look of realization slowly crossed her features.

“What?” Lydia asked, amusement coloring her tone, watching as Annie sat up straight, her curls bouncing slightly from the sudden action.

“I kissed you before Stilinski! I told him I had a better chance with you than he did, oh my God, I’m such a fucking baller.” She laughed hard, lifting her hand to her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. “Oh, my God, he would explode.”

Lydia could only roll her eyes, “I’d maybe hold off on telling him… Like, forever. I don’t think his poor little heart could handle it.”

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ANNIE AND LYDIA FOR THE SHIP ASKS PLZ AND THANK YOU

hELL YEAH okay

Gives nose/forehead kisses

annie, lydia prefers giving neck kisses

Gets jealous the most

probably annie ‘cause like… look at lydia, girl’s definitely gonna have eyes following her

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive

annie! she then takes lydia home and makes sure she’s warm and cozy and tucked in. there’s tylenol and a glass of water on the nightstand for when she wakes up.

Takes care of on sick days

definitely annie, ‘cause lydia’s so incoherent when she’s sick and she can barely move out of bed so annie’s there for her 😏

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day

neither of them, if they’re at the beach, both of them are sunbathing and if they do go in the water, they’re just holding hands and walking in the water, no more than calf height

Gives unprompted massages

annie’s always up for rubbing any part of lydia (i’m sorry)

Drives/rides shotgun

Lydia rides shotgun and hates it but they always end up where ever they’re going in record time, so at least they’re never late

Brings the other lunch at work

lydia is usually the one that’ll roll up to annie’s workplace to bring her a fresh coffee and her lunch, but once in a while annie will take lydia out for a lunch somewhere nice.

Has the better parental relationship

again, probably lydia by default? but annie’s relationship with her parents was extremely strong

Tries to start role-playing in bed

lydia’s 10000% a dom 😏

Embarrassingly drunk dancer

annie, lydia gets a video and everything. 

Still cries watching Titanic

lydia’s a total fucking mess, annie’s too preoccupied with the ugly-sobbing girl draped over her lap to pay attention to the movie anymore

Firmly believes in couples costumes

you best believe lydia has elaborate costumes preordered for them like, six months in advance to make sure they can walk into the halloween party and wow everyone

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas

lydia, definitely. annie tends to make her gifts and they tend to be based more in memories and experiences while lydia impulse buys anything and everything that reminds her of annie

Makes the other eat breakfast

the two of them have to have breakfast with each other, it’s law. 

Remembers anniversaries

lydia never forgets a date and sometimes will play tricks on annie like, “do you know what day it is?” just to freak her out and see how far annie will play along before being like “it’s just wednesday, what are you talking about?”

Brings up having kids

i feel like lydia would? like, casually just drop the bomb on annie during breakfast one morning, make her choke on her coffee or something. and like, annie’s not sure but like, a year later they’ve adopted a beautiful girl and things are good :’)