Lydia took his breath away. No matter how long it had been since he'd begun admiring her, it always felt different somehow. Every time he looked at Lydia, it was like he was looking at her for the first time. She was like the sun, or the moon or the stars or the ocean... one could never tire of looking at her. She was Lydia freaking Martin, a strawberry-blonde whirlwind, a nightmare, a daydream. ************* Lydia Martin didn't believe in last season's trends or shoes that did not make her look at least six inches taller, but she did believe in Spiderman; New York City's resident hero. She had a blog about him. Her best friend had a fanclub that sold his coffee mugs and t-shirts. Everyone around her had crossed paths with Spiderman in some way or the other. Except her. That was, until one cataclysmic night swept her into the madness that was his world. All image and video credits go to their rightful creators (except for certain edits, which are mine). {Stiles Stilinski is Spiderman in this Stydia! AU.}

Living in her comfortable apartment in the glorious Manhattan, Lydia Martin devotes all her time either at work or devouring novels. Her enticing but inconsiderate boyfriend, Jackson Whittemore, she undeniably settles for. Lydia never rethinks about wanting more, until a charming dark haired boy named Stiles moves into the flat across from her.

❝why's your band called 'road to serenity'?❞ ❝because when i was thinking about forming a band, i was thinking about what music means to me. it's kind of my safe place, my road to serenity.❞ in which a ninteen year-old stiles from the us is the drummer of a not well-known pop-punk band called road to serenity, and lydia from canada is his seventeen year-old biggest fan. oh and, their only way of communication is twitter. [small caps intended, mostly texts/messages] [completed]

A fourteen hour flight from Los Angeles to Melbourne should most likely be uneventful. You sleep, you watch movies, you listen to music, nothing out of the ordinary. So what's the chance that two people can be sat next to each other on a flight... And fall in love. There is obviously no logic to this claim, due to the fact you don't know each other and it's just pure chance you're sat next to each other. But what if it can happen. - I don't own the characters in teen wolf, nor do I try to take credit for them. The owner is Jeff Davis (a massive dickface who won't make stydia happen which is why, people like me, have to make fake stories about it so we don't track him down and light his house on fire.) lol jk