Here he was, this boy who had fawned over her since the third grade, and she was just now seeing how beautiful he is She almost felt regretful she thought that she had known love with Jackson but with Stiles it was different His love overwhelmed her. But in a good way.

The darkness within him wants to play. With her, specifically. *LEMONY LEMON!* I'd really appreciate if you could leave a review! (No longer complete!)

Takes Place at the End of Season 3 - Stiles will always be there for her, I mean he's loved her since the 3rd grade,how much more will he be able to endure from this strawberry blonde before he finally breaks and tells her everything he feels?Will she finally let herself loose and give into the feelings she's been feeling for Stiles since their kiss?

AU where Stiles, the most popular boy in school, needs a favor from Lydia and she's not inclined to help. NerdLydia/PopularStiles and some Scott/Allison. "Every last solitary second of high school was going to be worth it when she got into MIT, worked her ass off, and won the Fields Medal. But still, it would be nice to have some friends."

Steroline feels. Set during 6x03. "Please stay, Stefan. Don't leave. Don't leave me… please." I begged as tears broke through my resolve and ran down my face. I can see that he's hurting, too. I can see it in his face. "I can't Caroline, even for you." He whispered. "Why? Why can't you? No one is forcing you to leave, Stefan. I need you here." I cried.

"You still don't want to be my friend?" he said almost silently, defeated. Caroline sighed. "I don't want to be your friend." She sucked in a breath, gaining courage. "I want to be more." [Steroline oneshot. Set right after 6x06]

Stiles' 10 year plan suddenly seemed far too long, he was going to change that. Little did he know, Lydia wasn't going to make it too difficult for him. Stydia. Rated M for language and possible future smut-ish content...

"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*

On the night Lydia finally turns eighteen she calls a certain deputy and informs him his excuse their relationship being illegal is no longer valid.

Rain falls, rain checks, and raining out. Three stages of Stiles and Lydia's relationship. Stydia, StilesxLydia **Now a series**

Stiles has had a crush on Lydia since the third grade. Malia doesn't know about this, though, and what will happen when Stiles finally decides to tell her? Also, how will Lydia react to this little bit of information? *TWO-SHOT NOW FINISHED*

All it took were a few fortune cookies for him to see what was there all along.

Despite the world crashing down around them and the odds against them, Lydia has announced her profound love for Stiles, and is willing to go to great lengths to make it work.But nothing comes easy in a town where werewolves patrol and death lurks in every corner, especially when Lydia finds herself, not only protecting Stiles from the reapers grips, but their baby as well.

Lydia leaves three letters to say goodbye. Stydia with a hint of Scira. Two-shot.

She's so hung up with the fact that Stiles is now with Malia, and she doesn't even realize that a certain police officer has been developing feelings for her. Stydia & Marrish. Lydia-centric. Oneshot.

With Kate out on the loose Scott McCall's pack is out searching for the now turned Were-Jaguar, Lydia and Derek have been paired together to search the woods, when they stumble across something... Something that changes everything.

Parrish finds her at a warehouse this time.

home is where your heart is; home can be a person

Stiles is jealous of Lydia's new friendship with Liam. (90% Stydia; 10% MelissaxSheriff

Stiles confronts Lydia about the notes she's been giving Malia. [Set the day after "Muted]

The pack goes karaoking where Lydia drops a huge hint for her feelings towards Stiles. Rated T for Language

Lydia discusses Deputy Parrish's past, and a few things come to light. Inspiration from a tumblr post.

Taking the spoilers for 4x02, this is how the episode, and bbDerek x Lydia, should go. Dydia. One Shot / Drabble. Complete. Canon Rewrite. Pre-Relationship. No real warnings.

A Stydia fic inspired by Ed Sheeran's song, 'Friends'.

Everyone always seemed to mistake Lydia's hair for red, which was a seeming mistake. It looked red, so why not call it that? There was only one person who really knew everything about her, right down to the technical terms of her hair color, and these are the five times he informed the public of the truth (and the one time that she had to remind him of it).

Lydia takes some time apart from Stiles to grieve their friends deaths and figure out her feelings for the brown-eyed boy, only to come back to find another girl had swooped in and won his affection. Jealousy and insecurity of what she really means to Stiles ensues, but Stiles is determined to find out what's going on with her. Stydia. Post 3x24.

It was just like Cora said...all they do is show up to find the bodies. They're always too late to do anything. And this time, its too late for one closest to them.

In the wake of all that had happened, everyone was having trouble sleeping, which was why Lydia found herself on the Stilinski's front porch at two in the morning. In the end they did what broken people do: band together and try to make each other whole again. Stydia one-shot, though it can be read as gen if you don't ship it. Coda to se3ep24, post season finale. Probable spoilers.

Stiles has been getting worse. The Dementia is slowly kidnapping the boy I used to know.

"No matter how well Scott knew her, he could never have imagined how she truly felt. He could never have anticipated – let alone understood – how, while she desperately wanted to see Stiles again, she just couldn't let herself be borne back so abruptly into the past. Her eyes met his, and he could see the tears threatening to fall."

(Based on Ingrid Michaelson's song, Far Away) Lydia and Stiles have a talk. (One-shot)

post-nogitsune. lydia is fighting her feelings for stiles, and it isn't really working. sorry for the shit ending.

Lydia stumbles upon Stiles and Malia together, and is unable to understand why it bothers her so much.

"You're not Stiles," she says, an accusation not a question, because she already knows. She can see it in his eyes. (or: the nogitsune kidnaps Lydia and the pack tries to save her.)

Whenever things go wrong, there's only one person on her mind. And that's why Lydia needs to tell Stiles how she really feels about him. (The lyrics at the beginning are by Lady Antebellum.) PS: I am so sorry for the shitty ending, I'm never good at them :(

'I'm about to do the scariest thing I've done this year. Shit, I'd rather deal with your lizard of an ex in a swimming pool whilst paralysed again. Jesus, I battled two werewolves in the lunch hall to avoid this earlier.' Stiles asks Lydia to prom with the gentle persuasion of two werewolves. Fluff.

She slowly opened the box, and was surprised to find one of her drawings in a frame staring up at her. And not just any drawing, it was the Nematon drawing that she saw in Stiles' bedroom months ago. The one that had 'For Lydia' on the back. She gingerly lifted the frame out of the box, and sure enough, the letter was still there. Taking it off of the back, she opened it and read.

"Are you a whirlwind, banshee-girl?" he asks. His lips press to that sweetspot under her ear; her knees quake. "A hurricane –" she counters with a whispered almost-snarl " – and I swear to God I'll strip you to the bone." or, Lydia goes looking for the nogitsune.

Stiles, dying, loving, learning, fighting and surviving. Told in twentytwo parts.

"It is bad luck to see the bride before the wedding," She crossed her arms giving him a pointed look. "I'm already stressed enough without this too." "Do you really believe that superstious nonsense?" "You're best friend is a werewolf, you're marry a banshee, but you draw the line at wedding traditions?"

Had it been anyone else, Lydia Martin might have been embarrassed. She might have made a pros and cons list where she weighed all possible scenarios that might occur by saying those three words.

The aftermath is harsh. What happened to Stiles is sticking with him. Lydia, after losing two people she cared about, is in the same boat. Comfort from each other is all they can think to do.

"It was my fault. God, Lydia, she's dead" – and Lydia so did not need that reminder – "and I killed her. Oh my god. I killed her." She doesn't even think twice before pulling over to the side of the road, breaking a bit too hard. (Prompt: could you write a fic about Stiles blaming himself for Allison's death and Lydia comforting him?)

"Looking at her now, Stiles feels like he finally understands what Deaton meant when he said they were each other's emotional tethers." Stiles/Lydia. Post 3x24.

"Stiles has it wrong. She's isn't Snow White, not in this story." *Stydia, one-shot, everybody lives AU*

Even possessed, Stiles can't bring himself to hurt Lydia. "Run away little banshee," he taunts, "run away while you still can," and then he turns and attacks Allison - even though Lydia was the one holding the crossbow this time.

Stiles and Lydia think that five hours is a long enough time to do research. To relax from a stressful day full of vague encyclopedias and internet searches, they decide to kick back, watch a movie or two, stuff their faces with enough food to feed a hungry wolf pack, and some more... patented relaxation techniques. That means kissing.

you were not made for death. fix-it fic for 3.23. spoilers abound.

Lydia is Stiles' anchor. "He can't hear you, Lydia. Why can't you understand that? Stiles isn't here. It's just you, and me. And I'm afraid that you have gotten yourself into quite a mess." The Nogitsune smirked.

Stiles doesn't remember her. They've been married for years. Every one tells him how happy they were together, and wishes he could remember this strawberry blonde. Lydia has spent five years married to Stiles and now she has to show him what made him love her in the first place.

Stiles and Lydia have a ten year old daughter named Aliyah. She discovers some thing and Stiles has to be the one to tell her.

This takes place after 'Letharia Vulpina' after Deaton poisons the Nogitsune in Stiles. Lydia takes him home to get some rest and something unexpected happens that no one saw coming..

Lydia tries to save Stiles.

Summary: Stydia fic. [AU] After the nogistune drama, Stiles and Malia start dating & Lydia starts caring way more than she should. "I guess I just didn't expect you to give up when I might actually be starting to return some of your feelings!" she shouted, tears stinging her eyes.

they'll stop the world for each other one day

But she doesn't look, doesn't see, doesn't understand. She just cries to herself, a banshee without a voice, a girl without her heart. The murmuring in her head grows louder... (or: Stiles meets with Lydia in a cafe to say goodbye, and she tries one last time to save him.)

Lydia's definition of love is like this: falling in love can either break you or save you.

Scott is with Stiles on his way to check himself into a mental institute; but Scott disagree's with his decision.. he tells Lydia what's going on in hopes that she can help. Can a red headed Banshee change Stiles's mind?

Stiles and Lydia go on a cross-country road trip to outrun the zombie apocalypse.

there are seven lessons Stiles taught Lydia, and she never even had the chance to thank him. (or: Lydia goes to Stiles' funeral and reflects on their time together.)

Lydia calls Stiles in the middle of the night after some terrifying nightmares. Stiles wouldn't be Stiles if he didn't go over to be there for her.. maybe he helps her more then he ever thought was possible. (Takes place right after the episode with Barrow)

Lydia is left home alone for the first time since the Incident with Ms Blake at the school concert. She's scared and alone, but maybe someone can help her... Stydia, Scydia friendship, Alydia friendship, Isidia friendship, implied Alisaac Disclaimer: Jeff Davis owns all, not me (I wish I did)

Stiles passes away, and Lydia tries to adjust to a world without Stiles in it.

The story of how Stiles proposed to Lydia thanks to the Red String of Fate legend.

In the pale blue light of the hospital room his eyes look different. There is no warmth there, no joy. They look like two chips of ice. This is not Stiles.

It's been two weeks since Stiles' mom died, and it was his first day back to school. But of course, the day he decides to go back to school is the day that Scott gets sick. But a certain little strawberry blonde isn't going to let him sit alone...

Stiles and Lydia get paired for a project, and head to her house to study. But instead of studying, Stiles shows Lydia his musical side... Tumblr prompt.

Five times Lydia and Stiles plan their future and one time they make one.

The heat was still flowing through her, and she almost didn't recognize it. She hadn't felt it since Allison had first moved to Beacon Hills, and Lydia thought that Jackson was getting too close to the new girl. This was jealousy. Pure, raw, unadulterated jealousy. Tumblr prompt.

A hickey. On the back of your neck. The size of Manhattan.

"You know, I'm really glad you're here," he told her looking her in the eyes. She stared back, her heart swelling at the sincerity and warmth radiating from his eyes. She would never get used to that, not that she wanted to. "Me, too," she replied, smiling.

Stiles' funeral is held at the Beacon Hills church, and Lydia has a very special way to support the situation.

She couldn't stop the smile that was ready to crack her face in half. She was really happy, and Lydia hasn't been this happy during the holidays in a very long time.

"Stiles, please. Something's wrong. Let me help you." He wouldn't look at her. "Lydia, let go." "No," she said, tightening her grip on his hand. "I'm not letting go. Just let me help." Finally looking at her, she saw just how tired and haggard he was. "No one can help me," he said in a final, determined tone. He jerked his hand out of hers and left the room.

"My issue is that I'm trapped!" he yelled. Lydia took a step back. "I'm just tired of feeling trapped okay? I feel trapped enough as it is, and this is not helping!" Stiles and Lydia get trapped in an elevator. prompt from jazzy 1324 on tumblr.

Stiles paced after knocking on the front door. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening. Stydia first date. Tumblr prompt.

Her lips always managed to bring him back to reality.

The feelings and unsteady details that were ignited by the locker room kiss get hashed out between the hyperactive teenage boy and the strawberry blonde teenage girl

The Stilinski's like to sing their babies to sleep, too bad lyrics are a bit tricky.

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.

my twist on how the stydia kiss went in both Stiles and Lydia's opinions. Oneshot Stydia

And Stiles felt someone suck the air out of his lungs and his words got caught in his throat. Because Lydia was standing, right here, in front of him and she had never looked this fragile. Never so close. Set in Senior Year. Fluff.

A future!fic in which Stiles and Lydia argue over the various decoration options for their unborn child's bedroom. ONE SHOT!

"So this is going to become a thing now, is it?" Lydia and Stiles team up to solve supernatural mysteries. Three-parter. Spoilers through 3x06.

Companion piece to my other fic "Stuck Here With You" which Derek needs to get a new shirt and Lydia helps him out big time. There's a lot of boy time in the beginning with Scott, Stiles and Derek.

Lydia and Derek get stuck together in a closet trying to hide from Scott's mom. Lydia asks a lot of questions. Derek is grouchy as usual. Banter happens.

Rachel laughs and laughs and laughs, and the gleeks are so very confused." Rachel always knew this would happen. Sort of.

Honestly, I was so sad after Cal and Chloe died that I had to write something to cheer myself up. So here's my take on what happens to them after they die.