Stiles Stilinski is having panic attacks, nightmares and flash backs over his possession from the Nogistune, while trying to get back to normal and his love growing stronger for a certain strawberry blonde getting back to normal isn't so easy. When the demon it's self arrives back to Beacon Hills with more Chaos for Stiles and everyone he loves, making sacrifices maybe his only option.

*trigger warning* this story has cutting & suicide references, if that triggers you, please don't read! Stiles becomes depressed after the events with the Nogitsune & Allison dying. Scott, Lydia & Derek try to help him, but how do they help someone that doesn't want to be helped?

Meaghan and Stiles? You'd think their friendship was over after what she's done. But maybe it isn't over just yet...

Lydia Martin, she was just a local 22-year old strawberry blonde footloose. She thought she had her whole life planned until she met flannels, chocolate brown hair, whiskey yellow eyes, Stiles Stilinski, who surprisingly revised her life in a quicky. In other words, another soppy alternative universe that features a lot of cheesy lines, mushy shit and Stydia. instagram.com/enthosiast twitter.com/netflixortweet ©All Rights Reserved 2016 fuqsup

Compilation of dark poems. - Trigger Warning. Highest Rankings: Poetry #24 Short Story #44 (7·07·14)

A collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*

5B AU where the sheriff doesn't survive Stiles feels like a walking corpse. He thinks his so called 'friends' don't care about him after he supposedly killed Donovan Donati in cold blood and he finds himself slowly drifting away from not only the world, but from himself. He can't find it in his heart to fix himself no matter how hard he tries. WARNING: includes self-harm, suicidal thoughts, and drug use. Do not read if this offends you in any way.

A Sequel to "Antidepressant | A Stydia AU" ~~~~~ The Guy with Sleeping Pills "Hey Lydia. I know you hate me, and I know you can never forgive me after what I've done. I'm not searching for any pity once I say what I need to say, I just need to breathe. I haven't slept, and my doses of Sleeping Pills have increased. I just want to hear your voice, know every ounces of words you used, and what you did today; maybe that will help me sleep again. Every time I close my eyes, the image of you pops up in that reoccurring nightmare. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you." Sent 2:37am Read 7:48am "Goodbye Lydia." Read 7:52am ©Copyright 2016 by thecastaways ~~~~~ "I've been literally waiting a long time for this story to continue!!!" ~@lauwenmendoza "ITS LITERALLY 1AM AND I SCREAMED BC I GOT THE NOTIFICATION AND MY BROTHER WAS LIKE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SCREAMING ABOUT" ~@blxssxms