Title: run in the blood of the sun's hard rays
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Gen (Lydia & Allison friendship)
Categories: Grief, bamf!Lydia, magic, fix-it
Length: Medium (2,559 words)
Warnings: Season 3 spoilers, including S3E23. Character death.
Author on LJ:
magneticwave
Author Website:
magneticwave
Author's Summary: "They say that la loba wanders the desert, gathering the bones of dead wolves. When she has enough, she—can sing them back to life.”
Review:
You can love this for Lydia on a mission or for the fix-it post episode 23. Or you can straight up love it for the writing. It's lyrical but never vague or distracting; it's beautiful but still down to earth. Check out the opening paragraph...
In her grief, Lydia takes matters into her own hands, and she'll make one step follow another until she's done. I believe that methodical drive of her, and the well-crafted extra edge to it when friendship's not something she'll give up. It's especially clear in the line, "She doesn’t need to kill Malia Tate," which gives us an idea of how dark this might have gotten if Lydia's plan required it.
A short read, but well worth it.
run in the blood of the sun's hard rays
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Gen (Lydia & Allison friendship)
Categories: Grief, bamf!Lydia, magic, fix-it
Length: Medium (2,559 words)
Warnings: Season 3 spoilers, including S3E23. Character death.
Author on LJ:
Author Website:
Author's Summary: "They say that la loba wanders the desert, gathering the bones of dead wolves. When she has enough, she—can sing them back to life.”
Review:
You can love this for Lydia on a mission or for the fix-it post episode 23. Or you can straight up love it for the writing. It's lyrical but never vague or distracting; it's beautiful but still down to earth. Check out the opening paragraph...
Lydia tells Chris. She knows that Scott would do it, but Scott is still covered in blood and trembling, orbiting around Stiles like sheer radiating love is going to save him. Lydia can’t really look at Stiles right now without feeling the damp breath of the nogitsune against the back of her neck, the way it had smelled faintly of Cheetos and Sharpie. It hadn’t been Stiles, at that point—the nogitune had been wearing a Stiles costume, like Lydia’s mother had broken out flawless Ferragamo skirt suits when she’d taken Lydia’s dad to the cleaners during their divorce proceedings—but Lydia can’t look at Stiles and unsee the nogitsune.
In her grief, Lydia takes matters into her own hands, and she'll make one step follow another until she's done. I believe that methodical drive of her, and the well-crafted extra edge to it when friendship's not something she'll give up. It's especially clear in the line, "She doesn’t need to kill Malia Tate," which gives us an idea of how dark this might have gotten if Lydia's plan required it.
A short read, but well worth it.
run in the blood of the sun's hard rays
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