"What are you going to do, Lydia?" Yet, the answer was simple enough to Lydia Martin. She was going to get Stiles back. *season 3B spoilers, hurt!Lydia, Stydia, possessed!Stiles, season 3 AU*

He doesn't know what he's doing there. He doesn't even know how he knows where her house is, but he does. His whole life has been turned upside down, or so he's been told. He doesn't actually remember much, so he can't confirm or deny those allegations, but ever since he woke up in that hospital bed, he feels like a fish out of water more often than not.

"Not you too." her voice was almost a whisper as she cried, hoarse and hurting from its previous endeavor. "You don't get to do this Stiles. Not you. Not now." The group have to defeat the Nogitsune while mourning the death of their friend. Lydia realises how much she cares for Stiles knowing he might be next.

Their destinies are intertwined and whether they like it or not, they are going to be in each other's lives forever. Chapter 1: She's the Princess of Beacon Hills High and he's a geek. Stiles knows it will never work. *A collection of Stydia one-shots*

His fingers are long—the type of fingers that a girl notices; the type of fingers that makes a girl wonder what kind of patterns they could sear into her skin. She averts her eyes and realizes that Stiles is looking at her (or rather her in his sweater) again.

stiles/lydia. "Doesn't he know that the protocol for nearly being mauled by a werewolf at prom is to let someone help you and tend to your wounds?"

all she ever wanted to be was skinny. —cassie, somewhat au.