#stydia scene

[cheymonster]

Behind the scenes of Teen Wolf

[dylanconrique]

HOLD ON HOLD ON HOLD ON I DIDN'T CATCH COLIN'S CONCERENED LITTLE "penelope?" 🥺 JUST SECONDS BEFORE SHE COLLAPSES TO THE FLOOR IN THE TEASER FOR PART 2. O.M.GGGGG!!!!!!! I CAN'T WAIT FOR HIM TO GO STRAIGHT INTO PANIC MODE OVER HIS PRECIOUS PEN. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[jessmalia]

stiles and malia playlist: traitor by olivia rodrigo

Loved you at your worst But that didn’t matter

[jjsstars]

“I don’t think anyone had a connection like you guys (talking about lydia & stiles)” WRONG! scott & stiles had a connection deeper than that!

[phantomoftheorpheum]

I just- 💀

[lucaswarmhotchocolate]

Stiles reaching over Lydia (actively hitting on him) to check what medicine she took and then giving her a tongue twister to cheekily tell her she isn’t in her right mind ?? Oh my god. He’s so.. so,, so. You know ? D’you get it? oh my god…

[mazzystar24]

Okay okay I know the death doula is causing a lot of discourse rn but I’m not focused on that I’m more focused on the potential my brain supplied from this idea, I mean a living funeral and buck interested in some capacity to a death doula this in my head can so easily equal buck making slightly morbid comments about his death and near death experiences or saying something about how he understands why someone would want a living funeral and he would wanna know what it would be like and then Eddie just having an absolutely batshit response to Buck nonchalantly talking about his death

(like for any teen wolf fans remember that scene where stiles goes off at Lydia saying “See, that's the problem. You–you don't care about getting hurt. But you know how I'll feel? I'll be devastated. And if you die, I will literally go out of my freakin' mind. You see, death doesn't happen to you, Lydia. It happens to everyone around you, okay? To all the people left standing at your funeral, trying to figure out how they're gonna live the rest of their lives now without you in it!” )

IMAGINE SOME VERSION OF THAT ITS SO GOOD IT MAKES MY BRAIN SCREECH INCOHERENTLY

Like imagine IMAGINE it alter it to your liking add a reference to Christopher losing another parent or saying how he was dead (for 3 minutes and 17 seconds) and how Buck has no idea how that felt

UGH IT ACTUALLY MAKES ME FERAL TO THINK ABOUT

[whitedahlia13]

Hi, I have a question for you. what do you think is the relevance of Stiles asking Lydia to open her eyes in 5x16? I love, love, love that scene, but every time that I watch it, I wonder if it's a callback to or a parallel with some other scene...? in the end I always ascribe it to the fact that Lydia's eyes were so expressive and that Stydia would have unspoken conversations, but I can't make up my mind. what do you think? 🥹❤️

I’m nearing the end of a Teen Wolf rewatch, and your ask came the day after I saw 5x16 – so…great timing and great question!

I love this scene too. So much. It’s without a doubt one of the most iconic, most powerful moments—not just in Stydia history, but in all of TW (not that I’m biased or anything). Besides the fact that it’s Stiles and Lydia, and that the love between them is SO obvious, another thing that makes it so great is that it’s completely unparalleled. I can’t think of a scene before or after that even vaguely mirrors this one. And I’m hoping that’s more than just a stroke of luck, that the writers and showrunners knew nothing could ever come close to it. (Because we all know they love to draw parallels – which is great sometimes, and other times…let’s just say it can go very very wrong. But I digress…)

I think what makes your question extra insightful is that you’re getting at the heart of something much bigger -> Even though this scene is one of a kind, there’s a familiarity about it.

Maybe the reason for that is because it’s reflective of Stiles and Lydia’s entire relationship. All those times they anchored each other over the years—from the time Lydia came out of the woods in a fugue state, right where Stiles was standing and only snapping out of it when Stiles called out her name—to that tender moment when Stiles reflexively glances at Lydia as Deaton talks about emotional tethers—to the profound significance of Lydia breaking from a catatonic state on the day Stiles visits her in Eichen House, pleading with her to wake up.

What’s that saying the Stilinskis have? Once is an incident. Twice is a coincidence. Three times is a pattern. Stiles and Lydia pulling each other back is definitely a pattern. They’ve always shared an unspoken connection. Always been able to communicate with a look. Always been able to get through to each other—no matter the circumstances.

That’s why Stiles refuses to accept that Lydia is gone. He can still feel her, even when Scott can’t hear her heartbeat. He believes that if he can just get Lydia to open her eyes and look at him again, then everything will be all right.

And the way she responds with that awakening breath, looking to Stiles first and clutching his hand—her lifeline—knowing he brought her back… All I can say is, it’s a perfect combination of everything that makes Stiles and Lydia, Stydia.

[theamazingannie]

Watching the Malia/Kira dance scene at the beginning of season 4 makes me so sad oh how we could have had it all

[staliaz]

one thing about stalia is they have the most scenes together, meaningful and beautiful (romantically wise) so we are never gonna run out if scenes to edit bc there are always so many and i notice editors don’t use a lot more i love as well like they’re just soulmates ong.

[dylanconrique]

need another "you are in so much trouble" but like.... sexy. 😏

[kitkatwinchester]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG--

IT'S THE SCENE!!!

IT'S THE STYDIA PANIC ATTACK SCENE!!

IT'S THE SCENE THAT INTRODUCED ME TO TEEN WOLF!!!

IT'S THE SCENE THAT GOT ME INTO MY RABBIT HOLE OF TIK TOKS AND YOUTUBE VIDEOS THAT FINALLY MADE ME DECIDE THAT I WAS GONNA WATCH THIS SHOW!!!

IT'S THE SCEEEEEENE!!!

I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS IN THIS EPISODE AHHHHH!!!

Okay now there's no way I finish this episode before I have to leave because I have to re-watch this scene a million times instead because ahhhhhhhhh!!!

IT'S THE SCENE!!!!

First of all, the way they portray panic attacks in this show is sooo good. Believe me, I should know. It's extremely accurate, with the visuals and the camera work, and Dylan's acting is on point (Tyler's too in that one shower scene after the break-up with Allison). And it makes me feel for Stiles so much.

And then HIM AND LYDIA AHHH!!

The kiss, and the way it instantly grounds him and brings him back, and then the adorable awkwardness that happens between the two of them afterwards...

"Thanks. That was smart." "Yeah...I just...read it...somewhere."

JUST ADMIT YOU TWO LOVE EACH OTHER ALREADY GOSH DARNAT!!

AHHHHH IT'S JUST SO GOOD!!!

And then to watch them, having both settled down, be able to look at the situation in a new light and start to come up with a solution.

And then to go to the office ("okay, you can have my session" XD) and find the tree drawing and to have Stiles make the connection because LYDIA BROUGHT HIM BACK AND NOW HE CAN THINK STRAIGHT AGAIN!!!

AHHHHH IT'S SO PERFECT!!!

And now Stiles knows where they are, and even though I can't finish the episode until later, I have SO MUCH HOPE NOW AHHHH!!!

THE SCENE!!!!

THE SCEEEEEENE!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

(As an aside, I do acknowledge that the whole "kissing someone to get them out of a panic attack" thing maybe isn't the BEST idea in a real world context, but it works for them, and they're really cute, so I'll allow it.)

[scottstiles]

am i insane or am i just... insane?

[maddy-ferguson]

not many fans of a ship can say they've been serviced like stydia fans were serviced

[sturnsdarling]

'I get them too, sometimes'

y/n has an anxiety attack, and bff!matt calms her down the only way he can think of in the moment

vibe check: detailed anxiety attack, comforting!matt, anxious!reader, fluffy ending cute vibes all round

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A/N: WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN anyways this is based on the iconic stydia scene where stiles has a panic attack and lydia kisses him. I was gonna do it where Matt had the anxiety attack but it felt icky so I swapped it round. as an anxious girlie this was weirdly comforting to write and PART TWO IS HERE

love and cigs, merc

The boys' house was vibrating with the thump of music from every corner. People were pouring in through the front door, all mingling in the living room as Chris' party playlist blared through the speakers. Almost everyone in the influencer space was there, and you felt like the odd one out.

The boys' had begged you to come, pulling the 'it wont be the same without you' card as they all glared at you with puppy eyes. They knew parties weren't really your thing but, it was a celebration for them hitting seven million on their youtube channel and, you knew you couldn't miss it. So after some begging and bribing with 'literally anything you want from that weird old book shop in downtown' you agreed to go.

You felt like you were wearing a sign that said, in big bold letters; 'I don't belong here' as you lent against the kitchen counter, nursing some liquid courage. Chris was on the sofa, his laughter booming over the music as he sat with Nate and some boys you didn't recognise. Nick was at the drink station, making cocktails with the girls, pretending to be a bartender as he tired, and failed, at bar flares, making everyone around him curl over with laughter, as usual. Matt was on the other side of the kitchen, talking to some people about whatever show he was obsessed with at the moment and peering over at you occasionally to make sure you were okay.

More and more people started to pile into the house, more people than you even thought they knew, and at the sight of tens of faces you didn't know, a tight feeling started to form in your chest. You knew you were okay, because you had the boys, but they were off mingling and doing their rounds and you didn't exactly want to follow them around like a lost puppy.

You put your drink down, walking over to the sink to fill a red cup with water, your hand shaking slightly as you brought the cup to your mouth. You took a gulp and closed your eyes, taking a deep breath in and reminding yourself that you were fine, and you were in the boys' house. You knew that they wouldn't invite anyone that they didn't trust in their home and just kept reminding yourself of that.

An already drunk and giggly girl barged into the kitchen, flayling about without a care in the world as she backed up into you, knocking your drink from your hand and nearly pushing you into the sink.

"oh, shit, m'so sorry babe" she said as you turned around slightly. She placed a soft hand on your shoulder and squeezed it, "oh my god you're so pretty what the fuck!" she squealed, "m'sorry for spilling your drink" she slurred, sauntering away as you forced a smile.

Despite the somewhat sweet interaction, something about it made your fingers go numb, your chest tightening at the feeling of your wet shirt clinging to your skin. The walls started to close in and you felt as if you could feel the world turning on its axis. Your breath felt like sand paper against your throat as you tried to steady your rapid heart rate and failed.

You pushed your way through the crowds of people and b-lined for Matt's room, your knees nearly buckling under you as you desperately tried to calm your breathing.

As if he could feel your energy change, Matt instinctively looked for you in the crowd, catching a glimpse of your frame as you ducked between people, near enough running to his room.

"I'll be right back" he said to the guy in front of him, placing his drink down and following you through the crowd, calling out your name as he did.

You fumbled at the door handle, pushing yourself inside Matts room as your vision began to blur. Your chest was heaving up and down with rapid breaths, every inhale felt nearly impossible and everything around you was pulsating, your vision turning to a fishbowl as you clawed at your chest.

"y/n/n" Matt entered the room, searching for you in the dim light.

You turned to face him, your eyes brimming with tears as you pressed hard fingers into your sternum, Matts eyes widened at the sight of you and he shut the door, coming to you in an instant, gentle hands on your shoulders as he tried to keep them in one place.

"hey, hey, you're okay, you're okay" He repeated, knowing immediately what was happening.

"I can't - I can't breathe" you stuttered out, pleading eyes burning holes into his. Your knees buckled from under you, feeling like the world was shifting under your feet.

Matt followed you to the floor, hands still gripping your shoulders. "Its okay, breathe with me, okay?" He said, taking a long inhale and encouraging you to copy him, his eyes baring into yours.

You tried to mimic his movements, a shaky breath rattling through your nose. Matt breathed out, nodding as he did and you did the same, the feeling in your chest only worsening, it felt like someone had tied a belt round your shoulders, and was pulling it closed as tight as they could around your chest, watching with a smile as the breath left your lungs.

You clenched your eyes closed and shook your head, "s'not working, Matt, nothing is working" a small sob left you as you grew more and more frustrated.

His jaw clenched at the sight of your shaking frame, feeling utterly helpless as you clawed at your chest. He brought his hands to cup your cheeks, bringing your head up to look at him.

"Its okay, y/n, m'right here, I'm right here" he poured into you, not letting you break eye contact as he tried to breathe as slowly as possible.

His thumbs stroked soft touches against your cheek, his eyes racing around your face as you desperately tried to catch your breath. Your eyes flitted back and forth between his, searching for solace in his face, feeling like the walls were closing in around you. Matts eyes fell to your lips, and quickly met your eyes once more. Your brows furrowed in frustration, eyes running circles around his features as his lips parted slightly.

Before you could register what was happening, Matt pulled you into him, crashing his lips against yours in a soft yet strong kiss.

Your eyes widened at the feeling, Matts soft lips pressed against yours as he held you tight against his face. After a moment in the embrace, your shoulders relaxed and your eyes closed, and you started to kiss him back, your arms limp by your sides.

In that moment, you felt as if nothing mattered. Your heart rate slowed and you took a calm, steady breath in through your nose. Matt pulled away from the kiss, hands still wrapped around your face as you took a long breath out through your parted mouth. Matts eyes fluttered open and he let his hands drop down to his knees. Your eyes met his, slow breaths engulfing your lungs.

"h - how did you do that?" you asked in a breathy tone

"I um - I saw somewhere that the best way to stop a panic attack is by holding your breath, so" he muttered, averting his gaze from yours.

"so, when you kissed me" you began to speak

"you held your breath" he looked back up at you, bringing his lips inside themselves, the taste of your lip balm dancing on his tongue.

You smiled, a final, relieved breath leaving your lips as you stared into him.

"thankyou" your gaze was soft and utterly grateful, doe eyes pouring into his as he shuffled where he sat.

"of course" he shrugged, looking down to the floor

You sat in silence for a moment, not a trace of awkwardness hung in the air.

"I get them too, sometimes" Matt said as he toyed with a piece of lint on the floor.

"you do?" you said, still looking at him

"mhm" he nodded, meeting your eye-line, slightly taken back by you already looking at him, "feels like the whole world is crumbling around you, shits' not fun"

"yeah" you chuckled, relaxing where you sat.

"d'you - do you wanna hang out in here for a bit? I can stay with you" Matt said, his eye contact wavering at the offer only to return to you once more.

"oh you don't - you don't have to do that, Matt, you'll miss your party" you shook your head.

"I don't really like parties anyway" he replied, "I'd honestly rather sit here with you on the floor all night" he chuckled, gesturing to the floor.

You smiled as a soft laugh left your nose, "okay" you said.

"yeah?" his head shot up to meet your gaze.

"yeah." you nodded

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[heradion]

One of the reasons I think Sterek fans or Thiam fans still continue to like and ship Sterek or Thiam is because of the actors.

Dylan and Tyler Hoechlin have always said they've loved Stiles and Derek's dynamics , they said they would love to explore it more.

Cody and Dylan Sprayberry have also said they've loved Thiam but it was never going to happen.

Khylin teased Thiam and said they have amazing chemistry too.

Hoechlin even suggested a scene to Jeff where Stiles is angry and let's out all his frustration on Derek ( beating him up or whatever) and Derek letting him because he understands.

Hoechlin also talked about trying to add one last sterek moment for the fans during the finale but it was cut by someone ( we know who )

Hell, Holland Roden , the other half of the stydia ship has on multiple occasions stated that she like Sterek.

The only person who cause chaos and gave his unsolicited opinion about Sterek was Posey who called it a bizarre twisted thing ( which Hoechlin later slightly shaded by the way)

While I understand he was frustrated that people were watching the show only for Sterek and not him , the show is for us to watch and enjoy however we want as an audience .

It is fair to get annoyed when fans bombard the writers actors or others about demanding more scenes from 2 character just because they ship them .

We saw how Sterek and Thiam were queerbaited , even though the actors were 100% comfortable.

The actors are comfortable and openly talk about the ships instead of pretending like it doesn't exist or that fans are delusional or twisted for seeing them in a romantic light.