Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
It's been a month since the Nogitsune was killed.
Everyone has moved on. Except Stiles.
Because they don't hear it. They don't see it. But Stiles does and it's slowly killing him.
OR
Stiles knew that he was burdening Scott alot ever since he came back from his trip with Deaton, but Scott seemed to be the only one who could make the voices stop, only one to block out the nogitsune. So Stiles was using any excuse to be closer to Scott.
"You okay?" Scott said jumping back into bed while looking at his phone.
Stiles didn't reply instead he climbed onto the bed with Scott, laying his head in his lap, while curling his body involuntarily.
With Scotts gentle touch—playing with his hair, the constant taunting by the nogitsune along with the looming shadow haunting him everywhere Instantly disappeared.
-
Tags
Summary
Lydia Martin’s nails are always painted.
It’s a fact—the same amount of truth is in that statement as there is in pointing out that the sky is blue, grass is green, and the Earth is round.
It’s not exactly healthy, no, but it’s better than the alternative.
It’s better than people pointing out the way her fingers taper the smallest amount at the tips from years of Lydia picking at her skin to sate some compulsion that appeared out of nowhere sometime in her youth and never fully went away.
OR:
Lydia Martin has dermatillomania, and her wife, Allison Argent, loves her and helps.
Series
- Part 2 of Dermatillomania Fics
- Part 1 of Femslash Big Bang Monthly Challenges, 2026
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,065
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 2
- Kudos:
- 6
- Bookmarks:
- 2
- Hits:
- 60
Bookmarked by May_223
05 Apr 2026
