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Anchor - Lydia Martin

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Took the breath from my open mouth Never known how it broke me down I went in circles somewhere else

You were sitting in the library, eyes trying to memorize every word in the beastiary. Since Allison had stolen it from her grandfather, you’d been going through it page by page, writing down the translations in a separate notebook. All this kanima and werewolf shit just seemed to spiral out of control. Your hands ran through your hair, then typed in your next translation.

“Anchor a domino vel a amicus potius in kanima searches” You turned, seeing Lydia standing behind you, and you smiled instantly. “The kanima searches for a friend rather a master or anchor” Lydia repeated, but in english this time.

“My genius in shining strawberry blonde” Lydia crinkled her nose, before pecking the crown of your head, and sliding into the seat across from you.

“I can’t believe you’re still working on translating that whole thing y/n” Lydia sighed.

“Me neither. I’ve barely made a crack in it. At least it feels like that” You began writing again, copying word for word. “I’ve been doing this for three weeks”

“Baby you need a break” Lydia said, taking the pen out of your hand, and intertwining your fingers. “Let’s go out tonight”

“I’d love to Lyds.. but I can’t. I’ve gotta finish this by Thursday and I have test corrections for Geometry, and I have to write my conclusion for English-”

“Give me your test”

“What?”

“Your Geometry test, I’ll do it”

“Lyds that’s cheating, if you get caught we’re both in trouble”

“We won’t get caught just give me your test” You rolled your eyes, but smiled at her as you opened up your folder. “I’ll have this done in seconds. Want that conclusion too?” You giggled.

“Lydia Martin when did you become such a badass?”

“Since I resurrected a serial killer and was deemed crazy. Sometimes you need to be a little kick ass” She winked and you giggled. “But tomorrow? We could go out and try that new little diner in town?” You smiled at her, and nodded.

“Yeah I’d like that”

You and Lydia had been dating since the beginning of the year. You’ve had a crush on her since you were kids, having pretty much grown up together. But you’d kept your feelings hidden, in fear that she wasn’t into you, and would reject you, and that you’d lose your friendship. When the angel named Allison Argent moved to town, and Lydia seemed to take an interest in her, the tables turned. The more Lydia would hang around Allison, the more jealousy would build up inside you. Until one day it was all too much, and you ended up telling her how much you actually liked her… while waiting for your coffees at Starbucks.

But hey, when she kissed you, everyone clapped and you got free frappuccinos.

“Alright cool, I’ll pick you up tomorrow at six. But I’ll see you before then right?” Lydia asked, standing up and handing you your finished corrections. She really was a genius.

“Course you will” You grinned as she walked over to you, zipping her coat up. She leaned over and kissed you sweetly.

“Call me when you get home” You nodded, stealing one more quick peck.

“Will do” And with that she walked off.

Shook the best when your love was home Storing up on your summer glow you went in search of someone else

“y/n- y/n stop!” Lydia screamed, kicking and squealing.

“Or what?” You taunted, continuing your attack.

“Anything I’ll do anything just- please!” You hovered over her. “Stop tickling me!” You giggled, sitting up, still straddled over her body.

“FIne fine, but you owe me” You said with a cocky smile. Lydia raised a brow, a daring look on her face.

“Anything, your highness” She said, and her hands rose to rub up your arms, lightly pulling you down. You smiled, lowering over her, and setting your forearms on either side of her head. Her eyes stayed connected to yours the closer you got. You moved to the side, placing a chaste kiss near her ear. Then again to the other side.

“Anything?”

“M-Mhm” Lydia nodded shakily. You moved your head back to look at her again.

“Because we live in the world that we do,” Lydia giggled softly, and you smiled warmly. Reaching a hand up to brush the soft strands of hair from her face. “Was that consent?”

“It was indeed” She responded, a pink blush tinting her cheeks.

“Well, then I give you mine as well” You said.

“Alright” She murmured.

“Alright” You whispered back.

You didn’t know she had such a scream to her.

And i hear your ship is comin' in Your tears a sea for me to swim And i hear a storm is comin' in My dear is it all we've ever been?

“Look, all I’m saying, is that you have no reason to be upset with me!”

“Oh I don’t?” You yelled back, crossing your arms. “You let this bozo stab his claws into the back of your neck Lyds!” You screamed, arm waving towards Scott on the couch.

“Hey-”

“Trust me, stay out of it” Stiles mumbled, cutting off Scott’s protest.

“It was to help Stiles! Our friend!” Lydia said, her voice tight, trying not to show her anger.

This pack meeting had really taken a turn for the worse when Peter got all cocky about how his little prodigies have really turned out to be some badass kiddos. You hadn’t known that Lydia had gone to the Hale loft with Scott Stiles and Allison. You hadn’t known Scott did whatever it was that plunged them into Stiles’ mind. Just that it involved him sticking his claws into your girlfriend’s neck, and that if he was even a centimeter off, she would be dead.

“Well great. Good for you. You nearly got yourself killed. I’m sure he wouldn’t have meant it Lydia but Scott’s still new at this. One slip and bam. You’re dead, and my whole world is gone!” You were seeing red. “I love you so fucking much! Do you know how devastated I would be if you died!?” Everyone silenced. No more whispers between Stiles and Scott, and no more yelling between you and Lydia.

“You-you what?”

“Stiles! Allison! Help me with uh… in the kitchen!” In seconds, Scott had steered the others into the kitchen, giving you and Lydia your space.

“Lyds I-I’m… I’m sorry” She took a few hesitant steps towards you. “Look I’m not mad I’m just… I’m just worried about you, you can’t heal like Scott and Isaac… I don’t want you to get hurt and I’m sorry I yelled but I really-”

“I forgive you” Lydia waved her hand dismissively and crossed the remaining space between you two. She tugged the collar of your shirt, smashing her lips against yours. Your arms instinctively wrapped around her pulling her closer. “Did you mean-”

“Of course I meant it” You breathed, and her hands raised to cup your cheeks.

“Then I love you too” Lydia smiled wide. So wide that it was difficult to kiss her.

“Lyds” You mumbled. “Close your mouth” SHe let out an airy laugh.

“I can’t” She said through small giggles.

“Lydia I can’t kiss you when you’re laughing!” You exclaimed, settling for peppering small kisses over her cheeks.

“I’m sorry I can’t help it” Lydia wrapped both arms around your neck, shrugging away from your ticklish pecks. She buried her face in your hair and neck, and you hugged each other tightly. “Next time, we talk before either of us makes any supernatural based decisions” Lydia offered, and you nodded, squeezing her tightly.

“I can handle that” You whispered, and pressed a long kiss to her temple.

“Hey! Whenever you’re done making out we’d like to come back into the living room and you know, not puke our guts out?” You both ignore Stiles’ calls.

Caught the air in your woven mouth Leave it all i'll be heaving how you went In search of someone else

It was early in the morning, early enough that the sunlight that reflected onto Lydia’s face was an orange purple mix. You hadn’t meant to wake up at this hour, but when you caught sight of her, you couldn’t find it in yourself to shut your eyes. Her strawberry blonde hair looked warm, and her skin creamy. You shuffled closer to her, stroking your fingertips ever so lightly across her cheek.

She moaned and stirred, eyes fluttering open to meet yours. Her broken, green brown eyes. Exactly how you’d expect to see them after she lost her best friend.

“I didn’t mean to wake you” You whispered, and she shook her head, inhaling a shaky breath.

“It’s okay, I wasn’t having the most pleasant of dreams” She murmured back. You gave a sad smile, hand combing through her long locks of hair.

“You’re allowed to wake me up, if they get to be too much” You told her, and she nodded. “Lyds…” Her eyes flicked up to yours. “Baby I just want you to know I love you so much” Lydia managed a small smile, kissing you softly and slowly.

“I love you too y/n” She nuzzled her face into your chest, and you readjusted the blankets to drape more over top of her. “You’re my anchor. Even if banshees are damned to walk the earth alone” You smiled warmly, and hugged her tight.

“I’m never gonna let you be alone” You promised, stroking her hair. “Just get some sleep, alright?” She nodded, and when you heard her yawn, you flt some relief.

“Can we talk in the morning?”

“Yeah of course, I’ll even splurge on Starbucks” A soft and short giggle sounded from her throat.

“Sounds like a plan”

You talked for a long time the next day. Sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper article about the ‘mysterious murder’ of the late Allison Argent. Then again in the living room, watching the news reports. Later in the afternoon, you took a walk, meeting Stiles in the park. Scott stayed at home, and Isaac was missing with Chris Argent. The three of you hung around in the grass, drinking more coffees, and talking about your favorite memories of the angelic girl. You didn’t go home until it was dark.

Lydia cried herself to sleep for many nights before you learned how to calm her down.

Taught the hand that taut the bride Both our eyes lock to the tide We went in circles somewhere else

“Baby come here” You called, and Lydia turned on her heel, smiling at you from where she stood by the tide. Her bare feet sunken into the damp sand. You knew her toes were still painted a deep grass green, from your pedicures you’d gotten earlier. She still had on her blue bikini top, with black stripes going across it, a bow tied behind her neck and her upper back. But she’d pulled up a pair of (rather small) denim shirts to cover the bottoms.

You’d spent your whole day at the beach, a small celebration between the two of you for successfully finishing your first year of college. You’d painted your nails, picnicked, talked, read, swam. It was great. Not a lot of people came, and right now it was absolutely deserted. Just you on your blanket, still in your swimsuit and sunglasses perched up on your head, a book resting on your legs. Though now you were just watching your beautiful girlfriend as she waded through the small waves.

Lydia gave you a bright smile, her hair being blown around her face by the wind. You watched her giggle, twenty feet away, as she pushed it back behind her ears. She waved at you, kicking gently around the water. You shyly looked down at your bag, opening the small zipper, and pulling out a small object.

Then you got up and sprinted towards Lydia. She turned just as you grabbed her, then lifted her up and spun her around. The banshee squealed, her wrists crossing behind your neck as you placed her back onto the ground. Then gave her a long and passionate kiss.

“Hm” She hummed happily in surprise. “What was that for?” She asked, her fingers running slightly over the back of your scalp, through your still damp hair from earlier. “Not that I’m complaining. I thought it was sexy” You giggled softly, pressing another chaste kiss to your girlfriend’s lips.

“Am I not aloud to kiss my beautiful and genius and amazing girlfriend?” You said with a cheeky smile, and Lydia cocked an eyebrow.

“I like where this is going. Go on” You licked your lips.

“Alright” You said, glancing behind her at the band being held in your fingers. “I will then” You released her, holding your hands behind your back. “Close your eyes” You whispered, and she gave you a look, but obeyed. Eyes fluttering shut. You sucked in a deep breath, and got down onto one knee.

“Can I open?”

“Lydia Martin, you are the first person I ever fell in love with that wasn’t Troy Bolton” Lydia giggled, opening her eyes. Her smile softened when they landed on you, kneeling in front of her. “And every day since being with you, the feelung never fades, not once, every day is just a new adventure. Whether it be werwolves of college, or having to buy a new brand of Ramen because they were out of our favorite” There were tears welling in her eyes. “And I want to live that way for the rest of my life, with you”

“y/n…” Her voice cracked. You opened up your hand, revealing the small golden engagement ring.

“Lydia, will you do me the honors and marry me-”

“Yes! Yes! A million times yes!” She crashed down into you, pushing you onto the sand and hugging you tightly. Then pulling back to kiss you, a rushed and love filled kiss. One that promised a future. “I love you, I love you so much I would love to be your wife” You sat up, onto your knees, and she did as well, both of you staring at her hand as you slipped the ring onto her finger. “It’s beautiful”

“You’re beautiful” Lydia blushed, and leaned forward, kissing you slowly and softly.

“I’m so excited” She said, smiling into your kiss.

“I’m excited too, I’m excited to start a life with you” You stood up, holding your hands out and pulling her up too. You walked back to the blanket together, sprawling out and star gazing on it. Lydia turned her head, staring at you intently. A soft smile on her lips.

“We could get a little house, after college, move out of that apartment” SHe whispered to you.

“Mm what else?” You hummed, laying your hand between you on the blanket. She instantly linked her pinky around yours.

“I see… I see a garden in the backyard… not too big but… we could grow our own fruits and veggies” You giggled lightly, loving the idea of Lydia in a sundress, watering her flowers in the early afternoon.

“And a pet”

“Mhm, a big fat cat” You laughed more with her, and rolled onto your side, completely facing her now. “And like… a lizard”

“A lizard!?” Your lips curled into a wide smile. Again you pictured Lydia, dressed in a big rubber raincoat because it wasn’t fair you were always the one cleaning out Lizzy’s tank. Screaming when it jumped on her.

“Alright, maybe a goldfish, or a turtle” You nodded, liking that idea. “Our kitchen would be beautiful, leading right into the dining room and the living room. We’d have a big couch, but you and I would always choose the loveseat”

“Mhm cause you always lay your head in my lap” Lydia nodded.

“And… and we’d have a guest room too, so Scott and Stiles and Malia and Kira and all our friends could stay over for a night”

“Yeah that’d be nice” You hummed. “We could continue pack sleepovers” You said. “Scott and Kyw would always take the bed in the guest room, maybe we could even get a bunk bed!” Lydia giggled. “Yeah… and Stiles would sleep on the couch downstairs, and Mal would stay… I don’t know she always ends up sleeping somewhere different”

“I like this plan” Lydia murmured. “For our future” You nodded in agreement.

“I do too Lyds” You said, wrapping an arm over her. “I love you” You whispered.

“I love you too y/n”

And i hear your ship is comin' in Your tears a sea for me to swim And i hear a storm is comin' in My dear is it all we've ever been?

“Wise men say, only fools rush in” You twirled Lydia around in your kitchen. She giggled, kissing your nose, before releasing your hand, and walking back into the living room. Where Stiles and Malia were yelling at the tv, and Kira was explaining to Scott how football worked.

“We’re out here, actually having fun, so whenever you two are done being all lovey dovey…” Stiles trailed off when you hit him upside the back of his head. He whined and rubbed his hand over the pained area.

“It’s been six months, they’re still in that um… Kye what’s it called?” Malia looked over to the petite asian with a mouth full of nachos. You sat down on the loveseat.

“Hon-ee moon stage” Kira muffled through a full mouth. Malia clicked her tongue, and pointed a finger gun at you. You rolled your eyes, but Lydia grinned.

“Credo semper fore ancoram” Lydia said, leaning over the back of your seat, and wrapping her arms in front of your collarbone. I do believe we always will be, my anchor. You may have picked up a little bit of archaic latin from your wife.

“mea quidem” Indeed, my love, you murmured back.

“Hoka no gengo no shiyō o yamete mo īdesu ka?” Kira whined. Everyone looked to her for a translation. “Can we please stop using other languages?” She clarified.

“Uh, si” Malia said, bouncing in her seat out of pride. You had to laugh at her, whilst Lydia plopped onto your lap. An arm hooked behind your neck, head nuzzling against your chest.

“Why do we always watch football? So boring” Lydia groaned. This turned into a debate between the boys and the girls.

Later that night, you were pulling back the blankets to your bed. Stiles had already passed out on the couch, and Scott and Kira were curled up in the guest room bed. Malia was in coyote form, sleeping in a basket full of blankets. A habit she’s come to form since you and Lydia had kept spare blankets in that basket. In all honesty, everyone thought it was adorable.

“Hey uh.. Lyd” You said quietly, while she padded over to her dresser.

“Yes anchor?”

“So you know how Scott and Kira were talking tonight about uh… about wanting twins?” Lydia nodded, slipping off her top and jeans, then pulling a long sleeved cotton nightgown, then walked back over to you.

“Wanna be the cool aunts that let their kids do pretty much everything?” You giggled for a moment and nodded.

“Yeah yeah that sounds… that’s great but I wanted…” She looked up at you, tying her hair into a bun. “I wanted to ask you if uh… if maybe someday…”

“y/n” Lydia got on the bed, shuffling across it on her knees, and standing up (still on her knees) on th mattress. “I’d love to raise a baby with you some day”

And with that she pressed a sweet kiss to your lips.

You were going to have everything that you ever wanted.

Oh, anchor up to me, love

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