Stydia One Shots

Void Death

Void Death

"Stiles!" Lydia screamed, seeing the back of his messy dark hair and red flannel. Stiles flinched, peeking over his shoulder at Lydia. She ran as fast as she could, and came up and grabbed him into a hug. By the way he squeezed back, Lydia knew that this was her Stiles. Not the Nugitsune. The pack had been frantically looking for Stiles since he disappeared for the first time after they discovered stiles was possessed by the evil spirit. They finally found him at oak hill, where the pack invaded and split up to fund stiles. Lydia was the successful one.

Then, a deep throaty laugh escaped from stiles. Lydia suddenly pulled away, and saw his eyes were darker and his lips were slightly blue. She gasped out of fear and he grabbed her wrists with power, much more powerful than stiles could ever achieve. The Nugitsune was better at impersonating stiles than Lydia thought.

"Ah, see, the trickster wins again." Stiles spoke with an evil grin. Lydia felt terrified.

"Stiles, please, I know your in there. This isn't you. It's not. Stay strong please. If your listening be strong and don't break. I need you stiles." Lydia said desperately, her words seeming calm but on the inside she felt like exploding.

"And stiles needs you too, dear Lydia. In fact, he needs all of you, the entire pack. I can't have that." The nugitsune tilted his head in a twisted fashion, scaring Lydia senseless.

"I had a plan. I was going to kill every member of the pack, one by one. But you, Lydia Martin, are a special case. He cares about you oh so much, I thought I would save you for the grand finale. As they all say, save the best for last. But as I got to thinking, I realized, why wait? I thought what would be even more devastating to stiles, break his soul even, was have the pain of murdering his first love every time he kills another. I like you Lydia, really, your smart, obviously beautiful, but Stiles really should've told you this earlier." He said, not letting go of Lydia's wrists the entire time. Lydia clenched her jaw to keep from whimpering. This was down right terrifying.

"Never trust a fox." The Nugitsune whispered in her ear, and pulled back with a mischievous smirk. An Oni suddenly appeared next to stiles, and he grabbed the sword warrior was carrying.

-

Lydia didn't feel it at first. She heard the sound of the sword ripping through something, and saw the nugitsunes wicked smile. And then, the pain came. She felt the smooth metal in her stomach, going straight out the back. Lydia felt the blood trickling down her leg. She had been impaled.

When the sword went into Lydia, there was a sudden realization in Stiles eyes. A look of sheer terror spread across his face, and Stiles absentmindedly took the sword out of Lydias stomach. Stiles couldn't think, couldn't breathe. The strawberry blonde girl crumpled into his arms, and he held her tight. Her fragile frame rested on his knees, and her hair was spooling out every where, but there was blood matted in the curly ends. "Lydia, oh my god Lydia, I'm so sorry," He whispered, stroking her face. Lydia knew this was her stiles, now.

Lydia managed to let out a pained smile, trying to get him to stop worrying. But stiles couldn't stop. Lydia was dying.

"Help! Some body help!" Stiles screamed, trying desperately to save Lydias life. He used one hand to apply pressure to Lydias wound, the other one cupping her face gently. "Stiles, stiles it's ok." She whispered, bringing up one of her own hands to hold stiles'. "Stiles, I always loved that name." Lydia smiled, but the look of pain on her face was gone. "Stiles, Stiles Stillinski. The one I love. The only one I'll ever love." Stiles whimpered, tears gathering in his eyes.

Lydia gently pulled on stiles face. He brought his lips to hers, and they shared one final, loving kiss. It was gentle, warm, and shared between two peoples short lived love.

Stiles felt Lydias lips go cold. He pulled back, and Lydia whispered. "I love you," She said. Stiles could feel her heart slowing down.

"Im in love with you Stiles."

Her heart beat rose suddenly, beating as fast as a hummingbird. And then it was gone. one last breath was released from Lydias lips.

"No no no no no, Lydia, Lydia stay with me." Stiles whispered in a hushed tone. Tears streamed down his face. "Lydia!" Stiles screamed, a scream loud enough for every one to hear. The rest of the pack came rushing in, and saw the horrible scene. In front of them, there was a story of two lovers who's love ended to quick. Not enough time.

Lydias hand dropped to the ground. Stiles tried to wake her from her endless sleep, but there was no success.

Even the horrified gasps from his friends didn't cause him the effort to muffle his sobs. They came out like horrible, gasping screams, and the tears kept coming and coming, and it didn't seem like they would end. The fallen girls green eyes bore into stiles, and his brain finally gave up on the impossible idea of resurrection.

Lydia Martin was dead.

-

The whole pack grieved the death of Lydia, but no one more than stiles. He didn't attend the funeral, didn't talk, didn't go to school, just stayed at his home to sorrow in his tears and the death of his first love, his only love.

At first, Stiles was hostile. He tried to find anyone to blame, especially Scott. Stiles was furious with him for not being there with Lydia, but after time, stiles came to a realization.

He killed Lydia.

Of course, he wasn't in control of his own body, but Stiles didn't think of that. He blames himself everyday for the death of Lydia. He remembers everything. The way it felt to push that sword straight through her stomach haunts him every night to the point were he can't even sleep to see the nightmares. He remembers the way her green lively and youthful eyes looked when they were lifeless.

Stiles remembers her very last words.

"I'm in love with you stiles," she had said. That is what broke the young boys heart. That after he had killed her, she still confessed her dying love to stiles.

Stiles felt lost without the strawberry blonde in his life. He didn't feel like he had a purpose, or even wanted to live at all. He can still feel the blood on his hands and Lydia's soft smooth lips on his. Stiles will have to live with that feeling forever.

But what stiles felt even more than this was regret. It burdened his heart everyday. He regretted not being able to save her, he regretted not telling her every day that he loved her, he regretted not being there for her when she had night mares and couldn't sleep, he regretted getting into that tub of water and opening his mind, he regretted letting the nugitsune get the best of him, but most of all, he regretted killing Lydia.

And stiles went over the list day by day, but there was one thing he would never regret: his love for her.

Stiles was in love with Lydia. And Lydia was in love with stiles. They just didn't realize it until it was too late.

"Stiles, I always love that name. Stiles, stiles Stilinski. The one I love. The only one I'll ever love. I love you. I'm in love with you stiles."

A/N:
Ok, this is probably gonna be long
1. I am very sorry for what i have done.
2. I hope you are all ok. If your not, I'll come hug you. *gives hug*
3. You are all very loved and very beautiful.
4. Jeff Davis has really rubbed off on me
5. I am SATAN
So, in attempt to make you guys feel better, I'm gonna say some things that make me happy. Hopefully they make you happy too.
WARM SWEATERS
SNOWBALL FIGHTS
TEA
THE STYDIA KISS
TYLER ADORABLE PUPPY POSEY
DYLYAN CHICKEN NUGGET OBRIEN
HOLLAND MOM RODEN
CODY CHRISTIANS ABS, FACE, PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING
CHRISTMAS MORNING
ICE CREAM
COOKIES
MOVIES
NETFLIX
ON LINE FRIENDS
PIZZA
CAKE
HALLOWEEN
THE MOON
CATS
DOGS
LITERALLY ANY ANIMALS
So, I hope you feel better. :)❤️

UPDATE:
The next thing coming up is probably gonna be a short story because what I have planned is probably way too long to be a one shot. 😂 It will be very fluffy and cute so prepare yourself.

Kisses,
Lucy 💘