Sometimes, she wants to wrap him up in a blanket and let him fall asleep next to her, and make sure he stays asleep. She wants to cook him food and sit with him while he eats every last bit of it. She wants to look after him the rest of her life, wants to look after him a bit more than she looks after herself. (A Stydia one-shot in which Stiles doesn't get enough sleep)

She cried into him, her lips parted as he lent in for more, he tried to savor the taste of her. His nose was pressed into her skin, his hands clutched her back, pulling her close if it was possible. Her fingertips danced across his face, touched every mole, every dip, just everything he had to offer because she was scared he'd disappear again. (Stiles moves away to College-Stydia!)

in the town of beacon hills, lydia martin's life could be described in one word: ordinary. this did not include participating in a late night search for a dead body with lacrosse co-captains, scott mccall and stiles stilinski (the latter, who she happens to despise). but she did, and she somehow ended up finding the body with no recollection of how the hell she did it.

"Stiles," She starts, she wets her lips slightly and feels her mouth go dry. It's now or never with how she feels, she's going to need him now more than ever and if anything happens to them here she wants him to know the truth. "I think I'm in love with you." It's a whisper but nevertheless she says it like a prayer. (A supernatural Stydia story)

After being kidnapped, Stiles and Lydia find themselves stranded on a lonely island. Will this extreme situation bring them closer together and will they ever find their way back home? Stydia!

The words, "We should head home," are barely halfway out of Natalie Martin's mouth before Stiles is adjusting his flannel and voicing his opinion. "I'm staying over." / 5x16. Stiles sleeps over Lydia's, because hell if he's going to leave her alone after all that's happened. Stydia.