(I’m not in the
fandom but I wanted to share my views on the recently canon ship Stydia)
Let’s discuss the infamous panic attack kiss from TW - episode 3x11.
On surface, text says that Stiles was NOT into the kiss (him having a panic attack and all) and Lydia was just helping out a friend (kinda like giving them CPR). On top of that, the dialogue that followed wasn’t very romantic either:
Stiles: How’d you do that? Lydia:I read once that… Holding your breath could stop a panic attack. So when I kissed you… You held your breath. Stiles:I did? Lydia: Yeah. You did. Stiles: Thanks. Really smart.
The writers too insisted that the scene wasn’t intended to come across as romantic nor written with any shippers in mind:
BUT beneath the surface, subtext says that Lydia was developing feelings for Stiles. This was confirmed much later in episode 6x09 when Lydia finally admitted the truth - “When I kissed him, that’s when it all changed.”
Subtext was in the lighting.
Subtext was in the shared intense looks right after…
Subtext was in the romantic music playing the second their lips connected. The song lyrics were as follows:
There’s a ghost upon the moor tonight Now it’s in our house When you walked into the room just then It’s like the sun came out
I’m an atom in a sea of nothing Looking for another to combine Maybe we could be the start of something
- “Start of Time” by Gabrielle Aplin
So in the end, it didn’t matter that the writers denied the blatant subtext cuz 3 freakin seasons later, Stydia did become canon when they kissed for real.
In conclusion, subtext should not be dismissed simply because PR doesn’t acknowledge it.
YOU GUYS THIS IS THE LOOK OF LOVE. When Stiles tells Lydia that she has been smart (kissing him) and when he tells her that he loves her (right before being kidnapped and maybe forgotten forever) he has the EXACT SAME LOOK on his face and HE LOOKS AT HER LIPS LIKE HE WANTS TO KISS HER (again) SO BAD. I love this parallel so much I can’t even breathe. Pls give me season 6 RN.
Stiles moved his hands in rhythm. You had both created a sign language for fun. You used it since way back when you were kids in middle school. It had become like a tradition.
Stiles didn’t have anything to lose. He moved his hands in rhythm to your secret language. You darted your eyes from his hands to his expressions on his face. “Y/N come back please.” He said over and over again. It surprisingly worked. The nogitsune within you gave you a heart ache as it was fading away from you causing you to black out.
You woke up at a very bright room. “Y/N.” You heard Stiles whisper with tear stains on his cheeks. He cupped your cheek and kissed your forehead. “I’m back Stiles.” You said and kissed the back of his hand, bringing it back to your cheek.
“ Can I have a kiss? Please? ” Stiles begged. You shook your head no.
“ I sorry, ” he said like a child for the fifth time.
He had took the last drink of your milkshake, so you were now giving him the silent treatment. It was getting harder as he started giving you his puppy dog eyes and that extremely irresistible pout. You held your ground and continued to stay silent. Then he just walked away.
Confused, you looked around, trying to discover where he ran off to. Starting to think he had left, you decided to text him. Before it sent, you saw a giggly Stiles skipping towards you with five milkshakes in his arms.
“ Can I have a kiss now? ” he asked.
You finally said yes, making him jump. In result, he dropped all the milkshakes. You looked up at your boyfriend who was now covered in pink milkshake and kissed him quickly. You started running but he came and grabbed you from behind.
“ I love you, ” he mumbled, kissing you on the neck.
Stiles : How’d you do that ?
Lydia : I.. Read once that holding your breath could stop a panic attack. So.. When i kissed you, you held your breath.
Stiles : I did ?
Lydia : Yeah. You did.
Stiles : Thanks, you’re really smart.
- “If you die I will literally go out of my freaking mind” - “He still likes her”, “Yeah but it’s different now” - “If we don’t save her, Stiles will never be the same“ - “Someone that has a strong connection to you. A kind of emotional tether… Lydia you go with Stiles” - "You’ve been right every time something like this has happened. Okay? So,
don’t start doubting yourself now. You know it, you felt it.” - “You’re the one who always figures it out” - “When I kissed you, you held your breath” - “"Stiles, look at me. Shh, look at me..“
"Lydia, look at me. Just focus on my voice, alright?” - Maybe you can wake up and explain it to me?”
And so much more, how can Stydia not be endgame? You don’t create a dynamic like theirs and keep building on it, if the plan wasn’t to showcase a beautiful story of a school boy crush turning into an adult love.
“I’ve dealt with werewolves, I’m pretty sure I can handle your kiss of death.” “Stiles, don’t be stupid, if you kiss me you’ll die and I’m not having that happen.” “If Rogue can find away around her powers so can you. I have an idea, hold on,” he said running off to get some plastic wrap. Without consulting with you, he placed the wrap in between the two of you kissing you through the wrap. “Stiles you could have gotten yourself killed!” “But I didn’t, I told you I’d find a way to make it work.”