#sciles week day 4

[quillsparkle]

Day 4 - Rage

Sciles Week

[scilesweek]

Sciles Week 2023! Save the Date ;)

Hello there, Sciles Enthusiasts! Sorry for the super delay in everything this year, but I had a hectic first semester, and a bunch of things in real life, but I'm happy to announce today that our event is ON!

This year's event will happen from September 24th to September 30th. We will start on Sciles Day of all days ;) Anyway, before talking about our themes, just the friendly reminder to read our rules, and that our prompts are just suggestions, that we accept all kinds of works done for the week if they abide by our guidelines! (AND! if the prompt of the other part inspired you more, you can go for it as well ;) )

Now, onto the themes:

Day 1: Sept 24th

Writing: Anniversary

What kind of anniversary? Friendship? Dating? Marriage? Birthdays?

Visuals: Winter

It can be the season, or what winter meant for them in their relationship, anything the word evokes in you about them.

Day 2: Sept 25th

Writing: Spring/ Spring Festivals

I know that September has nothing to do with Spring in the North Hemisphere, but here in the South Hemisphere, Spring will have just arrived. So, how would you relate them with Spring? Maybe even some festivals, what kind would they go?

Visuals: Flowers

What kind of flowers you associate with them? It could be one for each or one that represents both.

Day 3: Sept 26th

Writing: Consequences/Repercussions

Both boys made so many choices, and did so many things during the whole show, and sometimes we lacked some consequences and repercussions for each other. Or maybe it can be something brand new!

Visuals: Lacrosse/Lacrosse games

This game was so important for both of them during the course of the show, and it was at the center of some good fun and important moments. What are your favorite moments of them related to Lacrosse?

Day 4: Sept 27th

Writing: First Meeting

How Scott and Stiles came to be? How it all started? How these two became the duo we love so much?

Visuals: Rage/Anger

What's the moments of them expressing this emotion? How are them expressing this emotion? What marked you most about them and this emotion?

Day 5: Sept 28th

Writing: Free day*

Visuals: Free day*

*A day to rest and let your imagination go wild!

Day 6: Sept 29th

Writing: Game night

Would they have some night they would attribute to be a night just for games? What kind of games do they like? Do they prefer video games or board games?

Visuals: Favorite Looks/Outfit

What's your favorite looks or outfits you like on both? Maybe something both used, or something they would choose for each other.

Day 7: Sept 30th

Writing: Halloween

I know, I know, again another theme that doesn't exactly fit the month, but I was thinking of season 3, why not have Halloween as well as it was a moment that was prelude to so much that was coming.

Visuals: Void!Stiles and Scott

What's your favorite scenes of Void!Stiles and Scott? When you see Void!Stiles and Scott what comes to your mind? What marked you most about the whole situation?

This year's collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/scilesweek2023

See you soon, my dear Sciles Enthusiasts! Banner: Made by me, that's why is so amateurish xD

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Teen Wolf

Scott Appreciation Week 23:

day 1 : you’re an omega, ficlet/moodboard - set sometime in s1-s2, angst, mentions of alison/scott

day 2 : scott & parental figures, ficlet/moodboard - bad parent rafael, angst, mentions of alcoholism, scott remembers what happend the night rafael left, mentions of isaac/alison, re-write of a few canon scenes from when rafael first appears, good parent melissa

day 3 : healing/processing, ficlet/moodboard - minor blood & injury, hurt comfort

day 4 : identify, ficlet/moodboard - ft. biromantic, asexual, genderqueer, he/she pronouns scott, scott buying a bra, that’s the whole thing, scria (nb kira but it’s not specifically stated just implied)

day 5 : canon divergence, scott/kira, ficlet/moodboard - set after season 4 finale, scott/kira, hurt/comfort(?)

day 6 : rage, ficlet/moodboard - set pre-series, bad parent rafael, mentions of bullies & alcoholism

day 7 : dealers choice, scott/allison, ficlet/moodboard - grief/mourning, mentions of past alison/scott & alison’s death, set between s5e8 & s5e9

Rarepair Week 23:

day 1 : pre-canon, stiles/allison, ficlet/moodboard - first meet, hurt/comfort, minor injuries, implied/referenced child abuse, spoiler alert that’s not what really happened but allison doesn’t know that yet

day 2 : season 1, lydia/scott, ficlet/moodboard - alternative universe, mechanic!scott, bartender!lydia, underage drinking/working at a bar, creepy guys, protective scott mccall, slight angst, confessions, first kiss, somehow set in the summer but also s1 idk

day 3 : soulmate au, lydia/scott/cora, ficlet/moodboard - soulmates au, bartender!lydia, mechanic!scott, set after canon

day 4 : only one bed, malia/theo, ficlet/moodboard - hurt/comfort, post canon, full shift malia, full shift theo

day 5 : season 4, kira & mason, ficlet/moodboard - hurt/comfort, identity issues

day 6 : season 3, malia & derek, ficlet/moodboard - hurt/comfort, malia getting overwhelmed, derek is malias brother (even if that’s not how family trees work)

day 7 : post-canon, kira/derek, ficlet/moodboard - marriage proposal, professor!kira (it’s just background)

day 8 : kira/allison fanart

Lydia Appreciation Week 23:

day 1 : lydia & power, ficlet/moodboard

day 2 : favorite relationships, ficlet/moodboard - lydia/scott, drinking, post canon, first kisses

day 3 : what-if-wednesday, ficlet/moodboard - lydia/theo/allison, smoking weed, swearing

day 4 : song lyrics/moodboard

day 5 : lydia & death, ficlet/moodboard - lydia/aiden

day 6 : lydia & enemies, ficlet/moodboard - lydia/theo, first kisses

day 7 : free day, photographer!allison x model!lydia moodboard/ficlet

Sciles Week 23:

day 1 : winter, ficlet/moodboard - post-canon, stiles/scott, they live in chicago, fluffy romance + hot chocolate, scott is hopelessly in love

day 2 : summer, ficlet/moodboard - trans fem!scott, established stiles/scott, background kira/malia, slight angst, talk of scott’s transition

day 3 : repercussions, ficlet/moodboard - hurt no comfort, set season 5, crying

day 4 : first meeting, ficlet/moodboard

day 5 : free day, moodboard/song lyrics

day 6 : game night, ficlet/moodboard

day 7 : halloween, ficlet/moodboard - background malia/theo

Rarepair Halloween Event:

angels & demons : hayden/theo, ficlet/moodboard - angel!hayden, demon!theo, Clark is missing, demons have fangs & glowing eyes bc I said so, same with angels being able to see peoples souls

stalker : allison/theo/hayden, ficlet/moodboard - stalker!allison, stalker!theo, unknowing hayden, overall dark themes

nightmare : cora/theo/liam, ficlet/moodboard - hurt/comfort, hurt theo, season 5&6 mentions, mention of liam & cora working at the hospital

vampire slayers : kira/theo, ficlet/moodboard - they’re rich & snobby <3

slasher flick : erica/theo/hayden, moodboard

scooby gang : hayden/theo/liam/mason/corey moodboards - they’re in a polycule but hayden is only dating theo & liam

knife : allison/theo/liam, moodboard/ficlet - nsfw, knife play, blood, dark themes

Kira Appreciation Week 23:

day 1 : kitsune attributes, ficlet/moodboard - kira’s able to full shift to fox form but can also halfway shift like the werewolves do, pet names, kira & theo, the puppy pack, scott

day 2 : lyrics + album, moodboard

day 3 : colors [warm tones], moodboard

day 4 : childhood, kira/allison, ficlet/moodboard - canon divergence, they’re both 14, childhood crushes, love confessions & first kisses

day 5 : what if wednesday, moodboard

day 6 : nerd!kira, ficlet/moodboard

day 7 : it’s alright to cry, moodboard

Thiam Appreciation Week 23:

day 1 : liam’s parents, ficlet - theo meeting liam’s parents for the first time, background mason/corey, liam’s step dad knows about the supernatural but I can’t remember if that’s canon or not — this is lowkey a crack fic —

day 2 : nightmares, ficlet/moodboard - post canon, talk of arguments, mentions of canon events, swearing, angst

day 3 : moment of realization, ficlet - love confessions, swearing, post canon, mentions of canon events

day 4 : angst, ficlet/moodboard - hurt no comfort, post-canon, mentions of canon events

day 5 : the pack, ficlet - lowkey stiles bashing but it’s more him just being a dick yk, references to liam’s parents not being supportive of him being bi (nothing graphic)

day 6 : a song that describes them, moodboard

day 7 : dealers choice, fem thiam, moodboard

Rarepair Character of the Month 2024 Event:

scott & erica : ficlet/moodboard - trans fem scott, trans fem erica, he/him pronouns for scott, coming out, conversations about being trans/scott figuring herself out, erica’s deadname is mentioned but she’s the one saying it

scott/hayden : ficlet - nsfw, scott gave hayden the bite, alive hayden, set sometime after season 5, she calls him alpha. yeah i finally wrote that trope. Mmmm idk how to feel

scott & hayden : ficlet/moodboard - grunge sleaze foster sibling au, background scott/theo & hayden/kira, scott isn’t biologically melissas

stiles/theo/cora : moodboard

melissa & theo, scott/theo : ficlet - pack mom melissa, theo is part of the pack, theo needs a hug, pre-slash, post canon

theo/mason/corey : moodboard

Scott Appreciation Week 2024:

day 1 : emotions, ficlet - cora & scott, swearing, talk of missions, talk of the hale family being dysfunctional, they talk about their feelings yall

day 2 : lyrics, moodboard

day 3 : find your anchor, ficlet/moodboard - scott/liam/theo, post canon, domestic fluff

day 4 : this isn’t just about the game, ficlet/moodboard - scott/cora, hurt/comfort

day 5 : good dreams, or bad, ficlet - scott/liam, scott & melissa, post canon, angst, guilt, insecurities, sick fic, mental health issues, hurt scott mccall

day 6 : the person you should trust, moodboard - kira/scott

day 7 : dealers choice, album + lyrics, moodboard

Lydia Appreciation Week 2024:

day 1 : lydia & the pack, moodboard

day 2 : lydia & seasons, moodboard

day 3 : what if wednesday [werewolf au], moodboard

day 4 & 5 : song lyrics/rarepair friday, moodboard - theo/lydia, s6 au where lydia is the one to break theo out of hell trying to save stiles but quickly falls into a messy relationship with theo that complicates her feelings with stiles (song is two-headed mother by ethel cain)

day 6 & 7 : lydia & mentors/colors, moodboard

Stranger Things

Stancy Week 24:

day 3 : badass couple, ficlet/moodboard - post-canon, college students Steve & Nancy, drinking, swearing

day 4 : moment you knew they were your otp, moodboard

day 5 : tender & sweet, moodboard

day 6 : au’s, ficlet/moodboard - college au! + engaged au!

[imaginefan]

OMG I love your works so much can you please do a part 5 to Shared Custody. Where the reader is out with Claudia shopping and Charlotte is with Peter ( He is Charlotte's favorite person ) and Haydan is home alone ( Days after part 4 and Scott didn't tell the reader about what happened.) Their is a voice in his head saying you wrecked your parents life and your mom will be better off with out you so he sneaks out and buys a whole bunch off Wolfsbane and he overdoses himself on his room. Scott and his mom head to the readers house to check on him they walk in as Melissa tells Scott she is proud of how far he has become since being a dad for 15 years she is also proud of how strong of a mother the reader is. Scott smells wolfsbane and his eyes go red he runs up to Haydans room and he sees his son laying lifeless on his clean rooms bed and he screams for his mom as he clings on to Hayden Melissa runs upstairs and she starts to work on her grandson as Scott howls for his pack and he calls for an Ambulance. Melissa's is looking at the sad scene and Flashback number 1 starts at the Stilinski house which is actually quiet since Peter stole Stiles away for the night to do detective. 16 year old reader and Scott sat Their parents down at the dinner table and the readers puts down a rib eye steak ( she stole the bank card from Stiles who stole it from Derek.) In front of her Father and her dad looks at her and says joking " are you pregnant?" Scott's faces does a little wince and his mom notices and says " Are you pregnant Y/N?" The reader starts to cry and says " Yes I am 17 weeks I am so sorry Mrs. McCall and dad, Scott and I didn't mean to we got drunk it just happened." The Sheriff face turned red but he got up and pulled Y/N into a hug and rubs her back and asks " Whats the game plan then kids you have options if you keep the baby no more being children." Scott nods and says " Y/N and I have decided we're keeping the baby and are gonna Co-Parent." That night Melissa is yelling at Scott for being so stupid and she is just so scared for Y/N the little girl That she has been being like a mom to since she was 5 in pregnant at only 16 she looks at Scott and says " You may continue to date but Y/N and that child come first Scott you can not run away from this they are family and let's hope Stiles takes it well that you slept with his twin and she is pregnant and I hope you find the right girl that understands that baby comes first and even likes Y/N. Stilinski house hold is Stiles comforting Y/N he is not upset with Y/N but with Scott because he knows the secret that Scott was not drunk so he should've had on protection and he knows that Y/N does not know about the supernatural but now they got to tell her and also that Scott broke the bro code and he is sneaking around with Allison so No one knows.

Flashback ends ( The only time in the long friendship of SCILES that Stiles punched Scott but he ends up hurt so Scott drains his pain and then Isacc gets him ice with a smirk on his face.)

2 months later

The reader and Scott and Hayden have to family therapy and they get Dr. Theo Raeken who makes Haydan lay down his feeling and he explains how he feels and then I goes into Flashback mode number two of 16 year old reader pulling Scott into coaches empty classroom she has tears in her eyes and she says " I am so sorry Scott but I am pregnant 10 weeks. " Scott's eyes bulge out and he says " Are you positive?" She nods and he pulls her into a hug and asks " What are you wanting to do?" She says " I am keeping it." Flashback ends they sit through therapy and Theo says " I think it would be wise for Haydan to stay with Scott for them to bond and Scott I think you go to therapy with your dad as well. " Flashback number 3 2 weeks after Claudia and Haydan were born Stilinski house after midnight the twins first night home Y/N is walking her room and she is lightly bouncing Haydan up and down he is crying fierce and has been for the last 2 hours since he woke up and knew that Scott is not coming back he left around 4 in the afternoon. She is shushing him and Stiles tried helping and so did the Sheriff. Stiles calls Peter who comes to the house and he asks " So where is Scott right now?" Y/N still bouncing her son says " He is out on a little date with Kira." Peter nods and gets down to the business and says " Scott is his Alpha and he is wanting him close and his little body his stress so he is crying and I get Scott can't always be around my sister had a problem like this with Derek so she got one of her Scarfs and always had her scent on it for him when she was away I would do that with Scott and a safe bet would have one for the pack to do as well." Y/N looks at him and says " Thank you Pete." Scott is sitting on a park bench talking with Kira who looks at him and says " Why did you take me out tonight Scott I know I am new and you think I might be cute but Y/N just brought home the babies they need you." Scott nobs and he gets to the Stilinski house he hears Y/N singing a lullaby to Haydan and as he enters he see Peter holding Claudia and he has a rare genuine smile on his face and he says " Welcome to the Pack Claudia who give your daddy hell for one upping me okay and keep Haydan greif okay it is the drama queen babies that are the real mischievous ones in the teen years and know this if one of your siblings does something bad you got to cover for them and blackmail them after also if you get caught Lie Lie Denie." Scott glares at Peter for the last part of the convo.

End of flashback.

Peter walks through the streets of Beacon Hills and he sees Haydan McCall siting on a park bench. This kid and his younger siblings have grown on him since their birth their mom is one of the rare humans that has his admiration Y/N is a single teenage mother who has three Werewolf children and she is a human that goes against any supernatural threat with out running away and she never cries about being scared. Haydan is his great Nephews best friend and peter knows about the rough time Haydan has been having so Peter walks to the park bench and sits beside Haydan and says " Haydan you know that Scott loves you and Claudia and Charlotte more than anything and if he is to have kids with Allison Argent he won't love you guy any less. " Peter takes a deep breath and says " I know their is a voice inside your head saying you wrecked your parents life by being born that is not true you gave them a new journey and made them stronger and you gave them a different journey and Claudia and your birth made the pack stronger and closer like Jackson came back from London." Peter pulls the kid into his chest and he looks up to see his son Theo ( it would be sick if Theo was his long lost son Theo.)

Hey I'm really glad that you like my stuff but this is request is heading in a direction that I'm not as comfortable writing, so I'm not going to be able to write this.

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Sciles Week Day 4: Scars

Pairing: Scott/Stiles

Word Count: 12149

Trigger Warnings for mentioned past abuse (no non-con) to Stiles from a former Alpha.

Scott is doing the weekly grocery shopping for his mum when he first picks up the scent. Another werewolf. Although his first reaction is to look around, try and identify them, he reigns it in. Instead, keeping his eyes on the list in his hand, he focused on his sense of smell, letting it guide him. He made his way down the aisle and turned right, passing the next two aisles until he found the source. Keeping his movements slow, he spots what appears to be a boy or young man really, maybe his own age, standing with hunched shoulders staring at the variety of bread.

Now that he’s closer, he can smell that werewolf has likely not showered in days, and his clothes are mess, cuffs of his worn jeans caked in mud, a few leaves caught in the hood of his jumper, and small tears that make Scott think he’s been running, fast and not carefully, through the woods.

Scott’s glad that it’s midweek, and early afternoon, so the shop is relatively quiet. He doesn’t think this new werewolf is a danger, from the way he appears to be trying to make himself small, but the less people around the better just in case.

He pushes his trolley, and he’s not sure if it’s the squeaky wheel or the other werewolf finally catching his scent, but he stiffens and turns slowly towards Scott. Scott can clearly read the fear in his eyes, but before he can say anything, reassure this other boy he’s safe, the other boy flees.

Scott abandons his trolley, gives chase, but for someone so skinny the other wolf can move incredibly fast. He’s gone by the time Scott makes it out the front of the store. Scott’s first instinct is to chase after him, but he knows from history that doing so alone probably won’t be successful.

He pulls out his phone and calls Lydia.

‘Lydia, get Isaac and meet me at the store – I just ran into another werewolf but he ran off into the preserve. I think he needs help.’ He said into the phone before she could even greet him.

He didn’t want to involve the whole pack, but he needed at least one more wolf helping him to track, and Lydia was there to hopefully be able to approach the boy once they found him. There was just something telling him this boy needed help. Lydia pulled up, Isaac in the passenger seat, 15 minutes later.

‘Thanks for coming.’

‘It’s fine. Lydia said there was a werewolf problem?’ Isaac asked, looking around as if he half expected the werewolf in question to just jump out at them.

‘Yeah, but not like a problem problem. More like I think he needs help. He was just standing there, staring at the food like he wasn’t sure what to do. He was young, thin, dirty – ’

‘Dirty?’ Lydia cut in, raising an eyebrow in question, and Scott nodded.

‘His jeans were covered in mud and there were leaves caught in his jumper, he looked like he’d been running, for days maybe – his clothes had tears in them, probably from catching on trees or things as he ran.’ Scott explained. ‘I tried to talk to him, but as soon as he saw me, or maybe smelled me, he froze and his scent – the fear coming off him was stronger than anything I’ve ever smelled before. He ran before I could even try to tell him he was ok.’

‘Are we sure he isn’t a threat? If he’s running from something that’s got him that scared, should we be worrying about that?’ Isaac asked, and Scott shook his head.

‘I’m sure he’s not a threat, there’s something about him – and if whatever he’s running from does make its way here, then we’ll deal with it. The look in his eyes – he’s terrified, we have to help him.’ Lydia and Isaac both looked at him, then nodded.

He leads them slowly through into the preserve - it doesn’t take him long to find a fresh scent. Apparently once he thought he’d lost Scott the other wolf stopped running as fast. Moving as quietly as they can, they continue on until Scott hears rapid breathing - at first he thinks it’s someone panting, but then he hears the whimpers between breaths and he moves quicker until he sees the boy, curled up in feral position in the dirt and leaves beneath a tree.

He softly tells Isaac to stay back, then moves forward cautiously with Lydia.

‘Hello? Are you… are you ok? Can we help you?’ The boy doesn’t answer, just keeps gasping for breath and shaking, burying his head in his hands and pulling at his hair.

‘Scott, I think he’s having a panic attack.’ Lydia says, and Scott turns to look at her, his eyes wide. ‘We need to help him get his breathing under control.’

Scott moves until he’s in front of the boy then gently lowers himself until he’s almost at eye level - or would be if the boy was sitting. He gently puts his hand out, has to fight the urge to flinch when the smell of fear hits him.

‘I promise I’m not here to hurt you, I just want to help. I need you to try and breath with me, try and focus on my breathing and match it. Do you think you can do that?’ There was no response, and Scott would have thought he hadn’t been heard if not for the hands stilling in the other boys’ hair.

‘Keep going Scott.’ The hands moved again, about to pull and Scott instinctively moved one hand to stop them.

‘Hey, hey it’s ok. That’s just Lydia, she’s here to help too. She’s a friend.’

‘No more… wolves…’ the other boy managed to get out between breaths, and Scott’s eyes widened, turning to look at Lydia who just shrugged. Scott turned back to the boy.

‘No, it’s ok, she’s not a werewolf, I promise. But…’ he turned to Isaac. ‘Isaac, can you head back to the others, tell them we found him and we’re helping. I’ll call when I can.’

Isaac looked reluctant but after a moment he nodded then turned and moved swiftly away.

‘There, is that better? Now it’s just you, me and Lydia. No other werewolves.’ The boy was no longer rocking as hard, and Scott was able to gently pry his hands away from his head to get a better look at him.

He’s not as young as Scott thought - definitely around his own age, not a teenager like he’d first thought. His face is pale and thin - too thin, like the rest of him. He has dark bruises around his eyes like he hasn’t slept properly in weeks, only making the paleness of his skin more pronounced, and the moles that are dotted across his face and neck also stand out.

His eyes are still squeezed shut, so Scott doesn’t know what colour they would be, but he is sure they’d be showing the fear that is coming off this boy in waves.

‘You’re ok, we’re going to help you if you let us. My name is Scott, can you tell me your name?’ The boy shook his head and Scott made a soothing sound, not unlike what he’d use on a frightened pet at the vet clinic. ‘That’s ok. You know, you feel really cold, but I think we have a blanket in the car if you want to come - ‘ Scott cut himself off when the boy began to shake.

‘Scott, perhaps you could go and get the blanket and bring it here.’ He heard Lydia suggest and he glanced at her. She was giving him the look that said she’d figured something out and he should listen to her. So he nodded and rose slowly.

‘Ok. Ok, Lydia’s going to stay here with you, I’ll be right back.’ He moved away slowly then turned and ran back to the car.

Lydia moved carefully towards the boy, and took over Scott’s position. When she reached out a hand, he flinched minutely but then visibly seemed to relax. Although it made Scott ache inside to see the boy accept Lydia’s touch when he’d all but rejected his own, but he pushed that away. The important thing right now was the boy allowing them to help him. So Scott made his way back to the cars as quickly as possible, running once he was sure he was out of earshot of the other werewolf. He was about to collect the blanket when he glanced back at the store, and had a thought.

He ran most of the way back to where he’d left Lydia and the boy, only slowing down when he thought the other werewolf would be able to hear him. He made sure to make noise as he approached, and called out to Lydia softly to alert her that it was just him.

When they came in to view, Lydia had seated herself in front of the boy, and was holding his hand. Neither was speaking, but the other boy appeared to have finally opened his eyes. When he looked over at Scott, he saw they were a warm brown clouded by fear. He slowed down even more as he carefully approached them.

‘It’s just me, no one else is with me I promise. Look, I have that blanket for, and – ’ He cut himself off, glancing at Lydia briefly before continuing. ‘I also have some food, in case you were hungry. I think I… interrupted you earlier before you could get your food.’

He came to a stop a few steps away from them, and crouched down slowly. He held out the blanket to Lydia, who leaned to take it, then moved so she could drape it over the other boy’s shoulders. Then Scott began to take items out of the bag he’d been carrying.

‘I wasn’t sure exactly what you liked, but I thought you were looking at these in the shop so I got some.’ Scott held out a packet of croissants. ‘I also got you a couple of things I like, and some of my – friends.’

He caught himself in time to stop himself saying betas. He pulled out a box of pop tarts, a packet of Cheetos and a bunch of bananas. He laid them out on top of the bag, and waited as the boy looked at him, then at the food.

He was so tempted to say something, offer again, make a suggestion, but something told him that pushing him would only make things worse. So instead, he just settled down on his knees and waited. Finally, the boy nodded.

‘Yes? You’d like something to eat?’ Scott asked, and the boy nodded again. Looking at Lydia, he saw her smiling. ‘Ok, would you like the croissants?’ This got him another nod, so Scott picked up the packet and then held it out to Lydia. He was glad he’d handed it to her and not the boy directly when the movement of his arm caused the boy to flinch. He sat back, and watched as Lydia opened the pack, holding it out for the boy to reach in and take one of the croissants.

‘There you go. Well, Scott, I think that was a very good idea you had. Now, don’t worry, if you want more than one you can have more, but I think you should slow down just a little bit – we don’t want you getting sick from eating too quickly.’ Lydia spoke slowly and with a very soothing lilt to her voice, and Scott was so grateful she was part of his pack.

They sat there for twenty minutes or more as the boy ate two croissants, and then a banana at Lydia’s suggestion. When he seemed to be done, Lydia passed the half empty packet of croissants and the banana peel back towards Scott who packed them away into the bag with the other items.

‘Feel a bit better now?’ Lydia asked, and the boy looked at her and nodded, then glanced at Scott.

‘Th – thank you, Alpha.’ The boy whispered, and Scott’s eyebrows raised in surprise, both at the fact he had spoken – and spoken to Scott – and at the formality of his words and his tone. It was like he didn’t want to say the words but thought he had to. He looked at Lydia, who shrugged subtly, then tilted her head towards the boy.

‘Um… you’re welcome.’ He responded, and when the boy didn’t flinch or seem to react negatively in any way, Scott relaxed minutely.

‘Now, I think we should get ourselves out of these woods because when I looked at the forecast earlier I’m sure it said it was going to rain later today, and I don’t know about either of you but I don’t like being caught in the rain – and this skirt is dry clean only.’ Scott held his breath at the teasing tone in Lydia’s voice at the end – it was such a Lydia thing to say, but how would the other boy take it?

Lydia just kept her eyes on the other boy, still holding his hand, her thumb rubbing back and forth over the back of it. The boy looked up at her, then his eyes darted to Scott and then up at the sky. Scott followed his gaze and sure enough, there were clouds starting to form – dark clouds. When Scott looked back down, the boy was watching Lydia again.

‘No… no werewolves, please.’ His voice sounded better than it had the first time he spoke, but it still sounded as though he hadn’t used it much recently and Scott wished he’d thought to pick up some water at the store. ‘No… no… Stilinski.’

Scott’s eyebrows shot up at the name and he saw Lydia’s do the same, her eyes flicking towards him quickly before settling back on the boy.

‘Stilinski? Do you mean Sheriff Stilinski?’ The boy seemed to freeze at the word Sheriff, looking around. He nodded slowly, but his shoulders hunched in on themselves. ‘No cops.’ He whispered and Scott wasn’t sure if Lydia would hear it.

‘Well, if you want to see Sher – I mean, Mr Stilinski, we can certainly take you to see him. Can I ask… Do you know him?’ The boy shook his head, then looked back at Lydia.

‘My mum.’ He said and Lydia nodded.

‘Ok, your mum knew him.’ The boy nodded, and Lydia smiled. ‘Ok, well how about Scott calls him and asks him to meet us at his house, ok? And…’ Lydia hesitated, looking at Scott before she looked back at the boy.

‘Now, you look like you’ve got a few nasty cuts and bruises, and I know you werewolves all heal up easily and quickly, but I do think we should get someone to look you over – ’

‘No hospitals!’ The boy all but shouted the words at her, but Lydia just blinked.

‘No, no hospitals. We know a nurse, she’s human but she knows about werewolves and she helps look after Scott and his friends and I’m sure she would come to the Sheriff’s house as well, just to check there’s nothing more serious. And she could bring you some clean clothes – the Sheriff won’t have anything that fits you, but I think Melissa will.’

Scott knew she was talking about his mum even before she said her name, but he had to wonder why she hadn’t told the boy about the connection. Also – if his mum was bringing clothes, did Lydia mean hisclothes? Surely the boy would be able to smell him on the clothes and would just freak out?

‘Does that sound ok?’ Lydia asked, and the boy looked between them a few times, contemplating his options, before nodding slowly.

‘Can you – can you call him here? So I can listen?’ The boy asked, and it took Scott a second to realise he meant to call the Sheriff fromhere. He nodded.

‘Of course.’ Scott pulled out his phone, opened it and called the Sheriff’s mobile, hitting the speaker button.

‘Scott?’ He answered, and Scott kept his eyes on the boy, trying to see if there were any signs of recognition to the voice.

‘Hey Sher- Mr Stilinski. Um, Lydia and I were wondering if you could meet us at your place, we need to talk to you about something.’ Scott winced at his own words and saw Lydia turn to roll her eyes at him.

‘Something? Scott, is this another supernaturalthing I need to be worried about?’ The Sheriff asked, whispering the word supernatural.

‘No, no – I mean. Look, it’s not a problem, there’s nothing to be concerned about, no one is – there’s no danger to anyone. But we do have –

‘Sarah.’ The boy spoke up, cutting Scott off. ‘Sarah Stilinski.’

‘Does the name Sarah Stilinski mean anything to you, Sheriff?’ Scott asked, and he heard the Sheriff let out a breath.

‘Yes, she’s a cousin of mine, lives in Michigan, well did last I knew – why? Scott, what’s going on?’ Scott looked at the boy, trying to ask a question silently and he seemed to understand because he nodded.

‘We’re with her son, out in the preserve. I think he needs your help, sir.’ Scott said, watching as the boy closed his eyes, hunched into himself more.

‘Stiles?’ The Sheriff asked, and Scott watched as the boy flinched slightly, before he nodded.

‘Yes, sir, that’s who we’re with.’ Scott said.

‘Where’s Sarah?’ He asked, and Scott didn’t know what to say. But as he watched, the boy shook his head once, and a tear escaped from where he had his eyes squeezed shut.

‘I’m sorry, sir, I think it’s just Stiles now.’ Scott said softly.

‘I had no idea. Ok, Scott. Let me tell Parrish something’s come up and I’ll head home. But Scott, is he – is he ok?’ The Sheriff asked, and Scott hesitated.

‘I don’t know, Sheriff. But he’s here now, and we’ll help. All of us.’ Scott said, and Scott nodded when the boy looked at him.

‘Ok. Ok, I’m leaving now, I’ll be home soon.’ Scott was about to hang up, when he remembered something.

‘Oh – Sheriff? Do you think… any chance you could change into something that’s not your uniform before we get there? Just…’ Scott trailed off, unsure how to explain the request, but the Sheriff just sighed.

‘Of course, Scott. I’ll see you soon.’

‘Thanks, sir.’ Scott hung up, then smiled gently at the boy. ‘Was that ok?’

The boy nodded, then hesitated. ‘The nurse?’

It took Scott a few seconds to realise what the boy – Stiles – was asking. ‘Would you like me to call the nurse now as well?’ Stiles nodded.

Scott hesitated, then looked at Lydia.

‘Stiles – I should have told you – the nurse, Melissa, is Scott’s mum. She’s not a werewolf, that’s true, and she does help us, all the time. But if we ask her to come and help now, we’re asking her as a nurse first, not as Scott’s mum, ok? Lydia told him, her voice just as soothing, and Scott could smell the distress.

‘I’m sorry, Stiles, we didn’t mean to lie to you, we just didn’t want to overwhelm you with too much information.’ Scott said. ‘But we should have told you. I can call my mum, and see if one of her nurse friends can come instead? They won’t know about werewolves but – ’

‘No.’ Stiles said, cutting him off. ‘Just… just call her.’ Stiles seemed deflated now, and Scott hesitated, but he knew Stiles needed to be checked over by someone. So he dialled his mum, thankful that she wasn’t on shift at the moment.

‘Scott? What’s up – don’t tell me you’re still at the store?’ His mum answered, and in any other situation he would have laughed.

‘Mum, no I’m not. Actually, I’ll have to get back to that later. Listen, we need some help, ok? Can you meet us at Mr Stilinski’s house? And bring the first aid kit?’

‘Scott? What happened, are you ok? Is it Isaac? Liam? Lydia?’ His mum was all business now, running through the names of his pack, and he could hear her moving through the house.

‘No, no it’s not – we’re all fine. We have – we have a relative of the Sheriff’s here, and even though he’s like, well me, Lydia and I still think it would be good to have you look him over, just in case.’

‘Like you?’ She questioned.

‘A werewolf, mum.’

‘And he’s hurt?’ She asked, and he thought he could hear her rummaging around in a cupboard. ‘How bad? Anything that’s bleeding more than it should be, or any really deep wounds?’

‘Not that I can see – they mostly look like they’re from running through the preserve, or some other woods.’ She hummed thoughtfully.

‘Ok, so just the basics then. I clean him up, make sure things are all clear for when he heals.’

‘Thanks mum. We’re about to leave the preserve, so we’ll be at the Stilinski’s house soon. Oh – um, he needs some clean clothes mum. Any chance you can grab a few things of mine for him? Until we can organise to get him some of his own?’

‘Sure, let me just pop into your room – ’

‘No! I mean, um I know you were planning on doing some laundry today – any chance any of my stuff is ready? Like, you know, anything that’s completely freshly clean that only you have touched?’ He hoped she got the message – he didn’t want to say it out loud in front of Stiles, but he hoped that if she could grab some clothes that were just out of the machine that only she had handled then any lingering scent of his would be as minimal as possible.

‘Why would that – oh, yeah, ok. Yes, a load just finished in the dryer, I’ll grab some things.’ She said, and he sighed in relief.

‘Thanks mum.’ He said. ‘Love you.’

‘Love you too Scott.’ He hung up, and although the boy had his eyes shut again, he wasn’t as hunched over as he had been before Scott made the call, which he took as a positive sign. Scott pocketed his phone, and slowly stood, picking up the bag. As he watched, Lydia stood and then reached out to help Stiles stand, making sure the blanket stayed wrapped around his shoulders.

He led them out of the preserve, Lydia walking with Stiles to help keep him steady. He let Lydia put Stiles in her car, then slid into his own and followed them to the Sheriff’s house. When they arrived, Scott could see the Sheriff’s car in the driveway. Lydia pulled in behind it, and Scott pulled up on the street. He got out, and watched Lydia help Stiles out of the car and up to the front door, which opened just as they stepped up onto the porch.

Stiles stopped and stared at the Sheriff, then with a gentle nudge from Lydia he started to step forward before he hesitated again. This time, however, his hesitation seemed to be fuelled by Scott, who had just stepped up onto the porch behind them.

‘Um. How about I stay out here – I’ll wait for my mum, then just hang out, out here in case you need me for anything?’ He said, trying his best to sound casual. Stiles hesitated again, then slowly nodded and stepped forward, into the house. Scott knew he’d be able to hear anything that was said, and Stiles had to know that too. But he wouldn’t be there where Stiles could see him, and that seemed to be good enough for Stiles. And even if Scott couldn’t be in there, actively trying to help Stiles, well at least he was out here, making sure nothing and no one was getting near him any time soon.

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When his mum and Lydia stepped out onto the porch a few hours later, Scott was so deep in thought that he nearly jumped when his mum laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and could tell that they had both been crying, or at least trying not to cry – he didn’t blame them, he’d been exactly the same. One thing he was clinging to was that Stiles had been adamant that the abuse had never been sexual, the alpha had never been interested in him like that. It didn’t make the rest of it ok, but at least that was one thing that Stiles hadn’t had to endure.

Still, the things that Stiles had been through – Scott was not a violent person by nature, and he always went out of his way to find a solution that didn’t involve killing but right now, all he wanted to do was find this old alpha of Stiles’ and kill him. Slowly and painfully.

He stood, and was about to say something when he caught himself, indicating towards the cars.

‘Will you come back to mine?’ He asked Lydia, who nodded before she got in her car. He gave his mum a quick hug, then gave the Sheriff’s house a last long look before he hopped into his own car and headed home.

Once there, he found not only Lydia, but Isaac, Malia, Liam, Kira, Mason and Corey.

‘Look, I’m not sure exactly what Isaac told you, but yes we found a beta in the preserve today, and yes he’s running from something, or someone specifically – his old alpha. But he’s not running because he didsomething, ok?’ Scott told them, and they all nodded. He could tell from the look on Isaac’s face that the other boy probably had a good idea of what Stiles was running from. Isaac caught his eye, and he nodded slightly, watching as Isaac’s shoulders slumped.

‘Scott’s right. Stiles – the beta – he’s been through a lot, and what he needs now is somewhere he can feel safe, and eventually people he can trust – and hopefully that will be us. But he definitely needs space, so we’re not going to try and crowd him, he’s going to meet us all, but slowly. For now, I’m planning on going back to see him after school each day this week, just spend some time with him, and Melissa is going to check on him when she can, especially if the Sheriff has to be at the station. None of us are werewolves, so he seems fairly ok with us. In a week or so, I’ll broach the topic of maybe bringing one of you along to meet – but only one. Too many new things or people at once will just overwhelm him.’ Lydia explained to the pack, and Scott didn’t think he’d ever been more grateful to have her in his pack.

‘What about Scott?’ Liam asked, glancing up at his alpha.

‘That’s… complicated.’ Scott settled on. ‘He’s met me, but not only am I another werewolf, I’m an alpha so I’m going to be keeping my distance for now. He needs time to settle in, to feel safe and if I remind him of his old alpha, my being around him isn’t going to help.’

‘But, you’re nothing like what his alpha must be like!’ Liam protested, and Scott gave his beta a small smile.

‘Thank you, Liam but it’s not about that. It’s just the simple presence of an alpha. Your instincts tell you that alpha means safety, right?’ He asked, mostly knowing this was true but always having a small bit of doubt in himself. Liam nodded. ‘Stiles’ instincts don’t. He needs time to process that, to…’

‘Heal, and then learn to live with it.’ Isaac cut in, and Scott looked at his friend, nodding. He knew Isaac would understand, although he wished, as he frequently did, that he didn’t.

‘So, Lydia will decide, with Stiles, who to introduce him to first, how quickly, things like that. But when you meet Stiles, one thing I need you to remember – do not ask him about what happened. If he wants to tell you, wants to talk about it, he will. If he doesn’t, then you don’t ask. Got it?’ Scott asked, waiting until his pack all nodded at him.

Although the younger members of the pack didn’t know everything Isaac had been through, they all knew he’d been living with Scott and his mum for over a year after his dad was killed and that Isaac had briefly been a suspect. And the rumours for why he’d been a suspect that still occasionally popped up at school. So they understood what Scott meant about not asking Stiles about what happened – Liam had asked Scott once, about Isaac. And all Scott had told him was no one should go through what Isaac had to go through, and that he was never to ask Isaac about it – if Isaac chose to tell him, or any of the others, that was his choice.

They did ask Scott if there was anything else they could do, and he shook his head before Lydia piped up.

‘Actually, Mason – tomorrow, before I go see Stiles, I need to go shopping. You’re about the same size as him, physically, so you’re going to come with me.’ She told the human boy, who just stared at her. ‘I may be an excellent judge of size when it comes to clothing, but it’s always better to have something to measure against. Bring Corey, if you must – actually, he’s about the same colouring as Stiles too so I can see what colours will work for him.’

The boys in the pack all just stared at her, and she shrugged.

‘He needs more clothes, and it will be good for him to have something that’s his instead of borrowed – not too many things, when he’s up for it I’ll take him out so he can actually pick some things for himself. But for now, this will work. And… this way, they won’t really smell of anyone else.’ Lydia tacked on, and Scott nodded in understanding. That was Lydia, always thinking of things no one else would.

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The next few weeks passed both slowly and incredibly quickly. Days at school seemed to pass by in a blur (which was a little concerning with it being Scott’s final year of high school). But after school, knowing Lydia, and then slowly other members of his pack, were with Stiles – time seemed to slow to nearly a stop. Even when Scott had other things to occupy his time, like working or homework or visiting his mum he would count down the minutes until Isaac was home and he could hear how Stiles was progressing. Surprisingly, despite being a werewolf, Isaac had been the first member of the pack Lydia had taken to introduce to Stiles – though Scott thought it had something to do with their similar histories.

He didn’t know if she had told Stiles that or how she’d gotten him to agree to it but apparently it was helping – Lydia told him that the fifth day of going over with her, Isaac had asked if he could speak to Stiles alone and Stiles, after a brief moment of panic, had allowed it. They’d apparently spoke for over an hour, and when Lydia had been allowed back in there had been a difference to the way Stiles carried himself – not a major difference, he wasn’t suddenly a new person, but he seemed just a little bit more settled in himself, a little less likely to shrink in on himself when he said something he thought he shouldn’t.

Scott saw a difference in Isaac too – for the first time since Allison had died, sacrificing herself to stop the nogitsune possessing her – Isaac seemed to be getting back to his old self. He was starting to snark a little more, which had surprised Liam greatly the first time it was aimed at him. He had spoken about trying to convince Coach to let him onto the cross country team late so that he could maybe be on the lacrosse team again. And he was starting to smile more – not often, but they were real smiles. It seemed like having someone to help, and someone he understood in a way no one else did, was helping Isaac.

Next to meet Stiles had been Kira – chosen both because she was not a werewolf, and because she was a girl. Since most of Stiles’ previous pack had been males, Scott thought this was a wise move, to try to balance out the ratio for Stiles as he met the rest of the pack. They had hit it off once Stiles realised she was a Star Wars fan. Mason had been next, and Stiles had apparently been incredibly surprised to learn there was a human in their pack. Lydia said that Stiles had been a little overwhelmed at first, mostly by Mason’s propensity to talk and talk about things that excited him but seemed to get passed that very quickly.

Despite Mason being one of the newest members of the pack, Stiles was constantly asking him questions about different creatures they’d come across and what he knew about the supernatural (except for werewolves) and Mason was only too happy to have someone to listen to him. It seemed Stiles was very much like Scott had been as a new werewolf – completely unaware of anything supernatural, and now he was trying to make up for it.

Corey had been next, mostly by virtue of being Mason’s boyfriend and unable to spend that much time apart, but given his extremely quiet nature his introduction seemed to go pretty unremarked. Mostly he was content to just sit with them while they talked, and occasionally provide a few bits of information about chimeras, at least from his perspective.

Malia had been next, and that had been a tricky one to navigate as she’d understood the need to be careful around him but was still rather blunt and often unable to censor herself. Thankfully, Lydia’s introduction had included the titbit that Malia had lived as a coyote for nearly eight years and that had caught Stiles’ attention so their first meeting had involved a lot of questions about her life as a coyote (from both Stiles and Mason who had always wanted to ask but never thought he could).

Finally, it was Liam’s turn. Scott knew that Liam had been worried about this, worried that he was going to say the wrong thing or mess up somehow. So the day before Lydia was taking him over to the Sheriff’s house to meet Stiles, Scott invited him over to talk.

‘I know you’re worried about meeting him.’ Scott said, and Liam looked down at his hands.

‘I just – I don’t know how to act. What if I say the wrong thing or – ’

‘Just watch the others, let Stiles lead the conversation and pay attention to how the others speak to him, move around him.’

‘I just don’t want to make things worse, it sounds like he’s been through so much – ’

‘So have you, Liam. Maybe not in the same way, and I’m not diminishing what Stiles has been through, not at all. But never forget that you, that we all, have been through a lot. We all carry scars.’

‘We don’t scar anymore, we heal. Like, really quickly.’ Liam said, confused, and Scott smiled.

‘I don’t mean the scars you can see. The invisible scars. The ones no one can see, the ones we often forget about ourselves. I know they say ‘well someone out there has it worse than you’ and yeah, they’re probably right. But that doesn’t mean what you went through didn’t suckand didn’t leave its mark on you. It doesn’t mean it didn’t change you. And I don’t think Stiles is the kind of person who would look at you and think ‘well you didn’t have it as bad as me so you can’t be upset’.’

Liam nodded slowly, understanding but unsure why Scott was telling him this now.

‘So, I think what you need to remember when you meet Stiles is, think about how you felt after the beserkers, or the dead pool – did you want to talk about those things with anyone? Or with everyone? No, none of us did, not really – so we waited until we were ready. And when one of us was ready, the others listened.’ Scott explained, and Liam nodded again, understanding better. He still didn’t like to talk about that time, although he knew that Scott or any of the others would listen if he did. And now he knew what Scott meant.

All he needed to do was be willing to listen to Stiles. So that’s what he did.

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Nearly three months after finding Stiles, Lydia came to Scott at lunch one day, when the rest of the pack were suspiciously absent, and told him Stiles was ready to meet him again. Scott nearly choked on his drink – Lydia would wait to tell him until he’d taken a sip.

‘What? Really? I mean… ok, wow. Are you sure? Is hesure? When?’ Scott asked, firing the questions off rapidly until Lydia held up her hand.

‘Yes. This afternoon. You rode the bike, yes?’ She asked, and he nodded.

‘Ok, well give the keys to Isaac, you’re coming with me and the rest of the pack will come over a bit later. Isaac can bring the bike since he got a lift with Kira today.’ She explained, and he wanted to ask more questions, but he bit his tongue – literally. He bit his tongue to stop himself. He just nodded.

‘Ok. Do I need to, I don’t know – ’ Lydia smiled at him.

‘Just be yourself, Scott. I know you’ve been helping the others, especially Liam before he met Stiles. So you know what to do, and honestly, he’s come a long way since we first found him. You’ll be surprised.

And he was.

He followed Lydia into the Sheriff’s house after school that day, and Stiles was sitting in the living room waiting for them. Lydia waltzed right in, dropping down onto the sofa beside Stiles, who smiled at her. Scott paused in the doorway – he’d never seen Stiles smile before, it was… breathtaking. Scott was overcome by the intense need to always keep Stiles smiling that.

When he moved again, stepping into the room, Stiles’ head turned in his direction, and the smiled dimmed, though Scott was grateful it didn’t disappear altogether. He watched as Lydia took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Scott looked around, then sat down in a seat diagonally opposite the sofa, where Stiles and Lydia could easily see him.

‘Hi Stiles.’ Scott said softly, and after a moment Stiles nodded.

‘Hello Alph – Scott. Hello Scott.’ Stiles corrected himself, repeating his greeting with a small nod for himself. Scott smiled.

‘So, Stiles… how’s it been, living with the Sheriff?’ He asked, hoping it was a neutral enough topic to start them off, and he was relieved when Stiles kept smiling.

‘It’s been good. I met him a few times when I was really young, but I hadn’t seen him in a long time before I – before I got here. But he’s been good to me, letting me stay here.’

‘That’s good, I mean that it’s been good. He’s a good man.’ Scott said, internally rolling his eyes at himself.

The next few visits with Stiles went about the same, some basic small talk, maybe a few little anecdotes from Stiles about living with the Sheriff. They always started with just Scott, Stiles and Lydia, with the rest of the pack joining them after a little while. Then, finally, after about five visits, Stiles seemed to be comfortable enough with Scott to start opening up more.

‘He’s been taking me into the station sometimes – get me out of the house, he says. But – um, I’m not sure if I’m supposed to really tell anyone this.’ He paused, and looked at Lydia, who rolled her eyes fondly.

‘Oh, he won’t mind, and Scott’s not going to tell anyone, I promise.’

‘He’s been letting me look at some of the cases with him, none of the really serious ones or anything, like vandalism, theft, things like that. Asking me what I think, things like that.’

‘That sounds interesting.’ Scott commented, glad when it got a slightly bigger smile out of Stiles.

‘It is. Looking at the evidence, trying to find patterns, figure it out. I like it.’

‘I’m glad.’

‘And, the Sheriff and I have been talking, well and Lydia too, and…’ Stiles trailed off, looking at Lydia.

‘We think it’s nearly time to get Stiles enrolled in Beacon Hills High. We’ve been doing some studying, catching him up on a few things he missed, but he’s not really as far behind as he thinks he is – certainly not as far behind as Malia was, and look where she is now.’ Lydia said, giving Stiles a smile.

Scott smiled too, happier than he would have thought at seeing the progress Stiles had made. He was definitely a world away from the boy Scott had first met in the preserve months ago.

‘Well, it will be great to have you at school Stiles. And really, if Lydia says you’re ready and up to date, then you’re ready and up to date. Trust me, most of us, not just Malia, rely on her to help us pass.’ Scott was shocked when Stiles actually laughed at that, then he started laughing too. Before either of them, or Lydia, could say anything else, the front door opened and the rest of the pack spilled in, coming to a stop in the doorway of the living room taking in the sight of Scott and Stiles laughing, Lydia smiling at them while she rolled her eyes.

‘What’s so funny?’ Malia asked, settling in to the seat next to Scott’s when Kira score the last spot on the couch.

‘Scott was just telling Stiles how you all would be failing high school without me.’ Lydia said, putting on a lofty voice as she spoke. Malia just shrugged.

‘Yeah, and?’ She asked, not quite getting the joke, which just sent the rest of them off.

Scott looked around as he laughed, and he caught Stiles’ eye. Stiles gave him a quick grin, and Scott was incredibly happy at the small moment, and the fact that Stiles didn’t just turn away from him immediately. He let himself settle into the chair, relaxing into the conversation with his pack, but mostly content to just sit and listen to them all talk and laugh.

That meeting set the tone going forward, like a small, but important dam, had been broken. Scott still never went to see Stiles on his own, but sometimes it was just him and Isaac and Stiles, or him and Mason and Corey and Stiles. He could tell that Stiles would still get nervous if there were only three of them and the third person went to go get something, or was ready to leave – whenever they just wanted an extra drink or snacks, Scott always jumped up and offered to go get them, or decided he was also ready to leave.

But Stiles was starting to initiate conversations with him now, a month after their first meeting. The first time, Scott was nearly stunned into silence when Stiles turned to him and asked what his favourite class was at school.

Of course, Stiles then went on to ask everyone else the same question (understandably, since he was due to start in a week at BHHS), but he’d asked Scott first.

Then, the next time Scott was over, he asked Scott about his work at the clinic, listening as Scott told him his favourite parts of working for Deaton (the dogs, always the dogs).

Then Stiles didn’t talk to him at all for two visits, steadfastly ignoring him, pretending he didn’t hear questions posed by Scott or giving a simple nod or shake of the head, and Scott wasn’t sure why.

Then it was like that had never happened, and Stiles was back to talking to him, asking him questions, occasionally smiling at him. When he asked Lydia what she thought it meant, if Stiles hated him or something, she just looked at him sadly.

‘He likes you Scott, he does – but sometimes I think he doesn’t want to. It… it scares him, that he likes you, that he’s starting to trust you.’

‘Because I’m an alpha?’ Scott asked, coming to the realisation. Lydia nodded.

‘I think he knows, intellectually, that you’re nothing like the other one, that you’re a good person, a good alpha and friend and leader. But intellect means little when you’ve been through what Stiles has. Sometimes that fear rears its head and he can’t do anything to stop it. But the fact that he didn’t ask you to stay away, or ask one of us to ask you, I think that means a lot.’

Scott nodded, and she gave him a smile, laid her hand on his arm.

‘I know you want to help him, Scott. And I know you’re really starting to care about him. So just remember that, if it happens again. At least he still wants you there.’

Scott smiled back, and the next time it happened two weeks later, and the time after that, he remembered those words.

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Nearly six months had passed since the day Stiles arrived in Beacon Hills when Scott got the call. He and the pack were gathered at Lydia’s house, the seniors pouring over Lydia’s chemistry notes while she helped the sophomores with their maths. Scott was about to ask Stiles a question (he was now second only to Lydia when it came to chemistry and maths) when his phone started ringing.

He pulled it out of his pocket, eyebrows raising when he saw Derek’s name on the screen.

‘Derek? What’s up?’ He asked, pulling the attention of most of his pack, bar Stiles and the puppies as Stiles had nicknamed the younger trio.

‘Hey Scott. Look, it might not be anything, but I wanted to give you a heads up.’ Derek said, and Scott was becoming confused. He gave Lydia a look to keep working with Liam and the others, then moved from the room.

‘A heads up? On what?’ He asked quietly.

‘Braeden and I have been travelling around, looking for other packs, just to see what’s going on, trying to make some connections, you know allies that sort of thing. And we just met a pack in Wyoming, they told us their Alpha just left like a day ago to look for one of their betas who went missing.’ Derek told him.

‘Yeah, ok, so?’ He asked, not getting what Derek was trying to tell him.

‘Well, they were all pretty hesitant to talk to us, but when I mentioned my mum, one of them had heard of her when she was younger and when we were getting ready to leave, she slipped us a note, to meet her at a diner in the next town over. When we met with her, she told us that the beta isn’t missing, he ran away. Their alpha turned him nearly two years ago, wooed him and convinced him to accept the bite right after his parents died when he was vulnerable, and has been abusing him ever since. Six months ago, the beta took off, and the alpha has been looking for him ever since. Five days ago, he remembered that the boy used his mother’s maiden name until she remarried – when they met, he was using his stepfather’s surname. He finally remembered the boy telling him his name, well nickname, came from the mother’s original surname.’

‘Why are you telling me all this, Derek?’ Scott asked, getting impatient.

‘Well once the alpha had the surname, he remembered the mother had had a cousin, who lived in – ’

‘Beacon Hills.’ Scott finished for him, his stomach dropping. ‘Derek, was the beta’s nickname?’

‘Uh… Stills? Something like that. Apparently the cousin was Stilinski.’

‘Stiles.’ Scott breathed out.

‘Yeah, that was it – wait, how did you know that?’ Derek asked. ‘Have you met him? Scott, his alpha is tracking him to Beacon Hills as we speak. This beta told us he’ll do whatever it takes to get this Stiles back.’

‘Yeah, I figured that, thanks. And yes, we know Stiles. Thanks for the heads up, Derek, we’ll take care of it.’

‘Scott, seriously – he’s apparently a very one-track mind sort of alpha and he thinks Stiles belongs to him. Think Peter but more possessive over people, not wealth. Just as crazy by the sound of it, though.’

‘Yeah, I already knew that. Don’t worry, we’ll deal with it. I’ll deal with it.’ Scott said, a tone of finality in his voice.

‘Ok. Just, I mean if you want, Braeden and I can be there in two days.’

‘No, it sounds like this guys’ got a head start on you anyway, by the time you get here, hopefully it will have been sorted. I gotta go warn the others, but thanks for the call.’

‘Any time. Good luck, Scott.’

Scott hung up the phone, and pocketed it, turning to find Stiles standing behind him, looking like he’d seen a ghost. Scott raced forward, but stopped just short of touching him.

‘He’s coming here?’ Stiles questioned, his voice sounding blank – almost like he did the day they first found him.

‘Yes, but don’t worry, Stiles, I won’t – we won’t let him hurt you.’

‘You can’t stop him, you can’t, he won’t – I have to leave. He found me.’ Stiles was starting to panic, his body shaking.

‘Hey, Stiles, it’s ok, calm down, come on – you don’t have to leave, I promise you we’ll keep you safe.’ Isaac and Lydia appeared behind Stiles, their eyes wide as they took in the scene.

‘What – ’

‘He’s coming. I have to leave, I can’t go back.’ Stiles said, and Scott reached out, pulling the beta in to his chest, wrapping his arms around him.

‘Shh, Stiles it’s ok. You never have to go back, you never have to do anything you don’t want again.’ He rubbed one hand up and down Stiles back, continuing to whisper into his ear. Isaac and Lydia stepped closer, each reaching out to put a hand on Stiles shoulder in comfort.

‘Scott is right, Stiles. You never have to go back there, and we won’t let him hurt you. You have all of us now, you have a new pack and we take care of our pack.’ Isaac said softly.

‘My pack… my pack didn’t…’ Stiles tried to speak through his tears and the shaking that still wracked his body.

‘We know they didn’t look out for you like they should have Stiles. None of them did, and they should. But we will.’ Lydia said.

They stood there like that, taking it in turns to whisper to him, maintaining contact until he started to calm, his body eventually stilling as he remained in Scott’s arms.

‘Do you trust us, Stiles?’ Lydia asked, and Scott inhaled sharply – it was the first time anyone had asked him that. He pulled himself away from Scott, not completely out of his hold, but enough to turn to look first at Isaac, then Lydia. He looked back up at Scott, then back at Lydia and nodded slowly. ‘Then please trust us when we say we will protect you, and we will stop that sorry excuse for an alpha.’

The derision in her voice as she said the word alpha was more than clear, and Scott was glad she’d never aimed that derision his way.

Stiles looked between them all slowly, holding eye contact with each one before he slowly nodded. Then he pulled away from Scott, and turned to Lydia.

‘I think I’m ready to go now. I’m going to call Uncle Noah and ask him to come get me.’ He told her.

‘Are you sure? You can stay here tonight if you’d like.’ Lydia offered, but Stiles just shook his head.

‘No, I think I want to go home.’ He said softly, and Lydia nodded.

‘Ok.’ Stiles wandered back to the other room to get his phone, calling his uncle to come and collect him. Scott quickly filled Isaac and Lydia in on what had happened.

‘Fill the others in for me, ok? Then tell them to head home, get some sleep. If he left a day ago, he’ll be here by tomorrow at the latest. And we need to be prepared for a fight.’

‘Where are you going?’ Isaac asked, and Scott looked at him.

‘To watch over Stiles.’

‘You think the alpha is already here?’ Lydia asked, and Scott shook his head.

‘No, I mean maybe but that’s not why. His first instinct was to run, which I can understand. But…’

‘But you still think he might try to?’ Lydia finished for him, and he nodded.

‘It’s like you said Lydia – he trusts us, but the fear is still there. And I’m just worried the fear will win out before we can deal with the alpha.’ Scott said, and Lydia looked over her shoulder to the room where Stiles was talking to his uncle, then back at Scott.

‘I get it. Look after him, and if he does try to leave, tell him I’m gonna kick his ass for trying to leave without saying goodbye.’ She said, trying to joke to cover up how hurt she would be if he did try to leave without saying anything.

‘I will. Uh, if anyone asks, my mum called, yeah?’ Lydia raised an eyebrow, but nodded. He gave her a smile, then left, to head off Stiles and Sheriff.

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Scott watched from his spot across the street as the Sheriff and Stiles pulled up. He wasn’t sure if Stiles would have told the Sheriff what had happened, but just in case Scott had sent the older man a text telling him to keep an eye on Stiles tonight.

He sat and listened – not listening in per se, just keeping an ear out – as the Sheriff and Stiles moved around the house, talked a little about their days, then bid each other goodnight. Scott waited nearly three hours in the dark, and cold, but then, just as he suspected, an hour after the Sheriff had finally drifted off to sleep, Scott heard movement in the house.

He focused in on the sound, and followed it as Stiles moved down the stairs quietly, then he opened the front door and slipped out. Scott moved from his spot, meeting Stiles in the middle of the street.

‘Stiles.’ He said softly, but the beta still jumped, whirling around to face him.

‘Scott. What are you doing here?’ He asked, eyes darting around, though Scott wasn’t sure if he expected the rest of Scott’s pack to show up, or his former alpha.

‘Trying to stop you from doing… exactly what you’re doing.’ Scott replied, and Stiles’ shoulders slumped.

‘I have to, Scott. Who knows when he’ll get here, I need to – ’

‘You don’t need to, Stiles. We meant what we said, Stiles. We’re going to protect you – you’re part of our pack now, and we protect each other. We’ll protect you, we want to protect you.’

‘Why, Scott? Why would any of you want to put yourselves in danger to protect me?’ Stiles demanded, and Scott’s heart broke at the question.

‘Because we think you’re worth it.’ He answered, and Stiles stared at him.

‘I’m not.’ He whispered.

‘You really should listen to him, Scott. He’s not worth it.’ Stiles froze, his face draining of colour and Scott turned towards the voice. The man walking towards them was tall and lanky, thin really. But there was something in his face, a look in his eyes that Scott had seen before – in Peter, in Ennis, in Kali. It was a look of disdain, hatred, superiority.

‘Jason.’ Stiles whispered, and Scott looked back to him, where he was still frozen.

‘Hello Stiles. I’ve been looking for you, for a long time. You just left, not a word. And look at this, I find you and you’re doing the same thing again, to your… new alpha?’ The other alpha asked with a sneer. Stiles shook his head, but couldn’t seem to speak.

‘Leave him alone. You’re not welcome here, and Stiles is not going anywhere with you. I suggest you leave before I make you leave.’ Scott told him, moving himself so he stood between Stiles and this Jason.

‘Oh, I’m afraid I can’t do that, Scott. Stiles is part of my pack, no matter what you and he seem to have been doing since he took off. He belongs to me, and I will be taking him with me.’

‘He’s not a piece of property, you don’t ownhim – you don’t own anyone.’ Scott shot back, watching the way the other alpha moved. He was moving carefully, stalking towards them until suddenly he lunged at Scott.

Scott ducked to the side, swiping out with his claws, catching the other alpha in the side. Jason recovered quickly, spinning back around, arm out to try and swipe Scott. Scott caught his arm, yanking him close, twisting his arm up and around to his back. He dug the claws from his other hand into Jason’s back, forcing him to stand still.

‘Scott, wait!’ Stiles’ voice took him by surprise, and, bringing Jason with him, he turned to face Stiles. ‘I don’t want you to kill him. You don’t kill people, and I don’t want you to start because of me.’

Scott stared at Stiles, and the other just stared at him. Scott nodded, and slowly pulled his claws out, then released Jason’s arm, shoving him to the side.

Before Scott could say anything, Jason surged forward towards Stiles.

‘Stiles!’ Scott moved, but Stiles kicked out at Jason, then threw up a hand at Scott to stop him.

‘No, Scott. Please, let me do this.’ Stiles asked, and Scott paused, watching him. He looked between Stiles and Jason, who was watching them with interest, then he nodded. He took a small step back, and let Stiles focus.

‘So brave, Stiles. But foolish.’ Jason lunged again, claws out, but Stiles moved, turning away from the incoming attack and then spinning back in to appear at Jason’s back, scraping his claws across Jason’s back, then punctuating that with a kick to Jason’s knee. Jason went down from the force and rolled with it, coming out of the roll on his knees, fangs bared and eyes flashing red.

He leapt up, and while Stiles threw out his arms to deflect him, Jason managed to land a swipe on Stiles’ shoulder, then as Stiles corrected his stance, Jason kicked out, catching Stiles in the stomach. Stiles stumbled back, then caught himself. He stood, then raced forward, taking the lead in the fight for the first time. He feinted to the right, then ducked to the left to land a punch to Jason’s ribs, and another on Jason’s jaw. Then he kicked in the knee again, and when Jason went down, Stiles caught him by his shirt and brought a knee up to Jason’s groin. Scott winced in automatic male sympathy at the move, then grinned with pride.

Stiles landed one final kick to Jason’s torso, sending him sprawling across the road. Stiles moved to stand over the other alpha, and after putting his foot on his chest, he leaned over. He was quiet, but Scott could still hear what he was saying.

‘I am not worthless, Jason. I have never been worthless, and I have never deserved any of the things you did to me. I deserve to be happy, to have people who love me, and I will do more with my life than be a punching bag for you. I have a new pack here, and our pack looks after each other. Don’t come back.’

Stiles stepped away, then turned his back on his former alpha and walked towards Scott. Scott was about to speak, but then two things happened at once. He heard a car racing up the road from his left, and he glanced in that direction before movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention and he looked back to see Jason had stood and was racing at Stiles, claws out.

Scott opened his mouth to yell, reached out to grab for Stiles when a gunshot sounded and Jason fell.

Stiles spun around in shock, looking at Jason on the ground, then looking around. Scott looked too, and then saw the car he’d heard. It had come to a stop nearly twenty feet away. The front door was open, and when it closed Scott saw someone step out from behind it that he hadn’t seen in months.

‘Chris?’ He asked, looking at Allison’s father. The older man looked over at Scott and smiled, nodding in greeting.

‘Scott.’

‘Scott? What’s going on?’ Stiles asked, looking between them and the body in the road.

‘Stiles, this is Chris Argent, he’s an old friend. Chris, what are you doing here?’

‘Derek called, told me about this violent alpha that was heading to town, asked if I was close. I was only a couple of hours away chasing a lead on Kate, so I took a detour, and looks like I made the right choice. This is the alpha, right?’

Scott nodded, but before he could say anything else, the door to the Stilinski house opened and the Sheriff came running out, service weapon in hand. Then he spotted Scott, Stiles and Chris, and the body on the ground, lowered his weapon and sighed.

Scott looked over at Chris, and then back at the Sheriff.

‘We can explain.’

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They were able to explain, and Chris had an easy, believable cover story for the Sheriff to use (all they needed was one of his spare knives and an old gun which they put in Jason’s hands and voila, a good reason for Chris to have shot). But when Scott noticed Stiles starting to shake as the adrenaline wore off, he called Lydia and asked her to come and stay with Stiles. The other boy had been unable to meet his eye since the Sheriff had come out, and Scott wondered if he’d pushed too hard.

Lydia had arrived, and after Scott and Stiles had given their ‘statements’ to Deputy Parrish, Lydia took Stiles inside and Scott headed home.

The next day, just after his mum left for her shift at the hospital, a knock sounded on the front door and Scott ran down the stairs to answer. He wasn’t sure who it would be since the only people who tended to come over were the pack, and none of them knocked any more.

He opened the door and was surprised to find Stiles standing on the other side. Looking behind him, he saw Lydia wave from her car before pulling away from the kerb.

‘Uh, hey Stiles. How – how are you going?’ He asked, stepping to the side to let the other boy inside.

Stiles stepped inside and looked around – it was the first time he’d been to the McCall house.

‘Hi Scott.’ He said, turning back to him. ‘Um, is Isaac home?’

Scott tried to hide his disappointment – of course Stiles was looking for Isaac, not him. He shook his head.

‘No, he’s not. He’s got a meeting for a group project, he’ll be home later though.’

‘Oh, no I meant – I’m here to talk to you. But I’d rather do it just the two of us, so I was just checking.��� Stiles stopped, closed his eyes. ‘Sorry, I’m not making sense. I want to talk to you, and I just wanted to make sure we were alone first.’

Scott nodded, unsure where Stiles was heading with this – but also felt a small flutter of hope that Stiles wasn’t just willingto be alone with him, but wanted to be alone with him.

‘Of course. Well, yeah, it’s just us. Mum’s at work. Um, do you wanna go sit in the living room?’ He asked, and Stiles nodded so Scott led him over to the couch.

‘So. Ok, so when I first got here, you know I didn’t really want to be around you, right? Because of what… of what Jason had done. Then eventually we got to know each other, and I sort of got the impression that you liked me – I mean, more than just a friend or part of the pack. But the thing is, when we met I was completely helpless, like this sad little puppy you get at the clinic that you want to cuddle and fix and that’s not what I am, Scott.’ Stiles looked up at him, and Scott sighed.

‘You’re right. About all of it, in a way. When I first met you, I wanted to help you - you looked so alone, and afraid. I wanted to make you feel safe. But then you finally started to settle in, you started to smile and laugh and I got to know you, the real you not just that scared beta in the preserve. And then last night you stood up for yourself. You showed him that you’re not that scared beta anymore, that you’re strong and independent and more than capable of looking after yourself. That’s who I fell in love with. So yes, I still want to make you feel safe, and loved but I also know you can look after yourself. This isn’t about saving you, Stiles. It’s about loving you.’

‘I didn’t want to love you. In fact, I fought it for a long time. It made me feel weak, falling for another alpha. I knew you weren’t like him, but it still made me feel like I wasn’t enough, that falling in love with another alpha just proved what he’d said about me being useless.

‘I know you made yourself scarce at first. Well, mostly – I knew you were out there sometimes, watching the house. But you let Lydia introduce me to the betas one by one, and I knew that when they were spending time with me and Lydia it meant you were on your own, without your pack. But you still stayed away, didn’t push to come inside or join in because it’s what you thought I needed, wanted. And then when you did come around, you were so careful, no sudden movements, always staying where I could see you. Letting me lead conversations, make decisions. And part of me worried it was an act, even though I knew it wasn’t.

‘Then last night, when I asked you - told you - to stop fighting for me, you did. I could tell you didn’t want to, but you did. You stepped back and let me do what I needed to do, for myself. To prove to myself that I could. When that shot rang out, and Jason dropped dead, I thought for a second that you hadn’t really believed I could do, that you’d just pretended to let me deal with him until your friend arrived.’

‘I didn’t!’ Scott interjected, and Stiles nodded.

‘I know that now. I spoke to Lydia last night, and then Christ came by this morning to see Noah. And that was when I finally knew, or I guess let myself believe, fully, that all those things I’d seen in you, they were real. That’s who you are. You’re never going to push me for something I don’t want, or I’m not ready for. You’re never going to make me feel like I’m less, or weak or useless. And now I know that I’m not – last night I proved that to myself.’ Stiles told him, giving him a small smile. There was a lull then, a silence but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Scott thought about what Stiles was saying, and it made him think back to his conversation with Liam, before Liam had met Stiles for the first time.

‘You know, I told Liam once that not all scars are visible – in fact, we don’t get visible scars anymore, as werewolves. Because we heal, some people start to think that nothing can hurt us, not really. But it’s those scars that aren’tvisible that are the worst. Because they’re so easy to overlook, to ignore even as they become so ingrained in who we are. But you chose not to do that. You chose to fight back against what was causing them, first when you left then when you stood up and fought for yourself last night. You might always carry those scars, but they don’t define you Stiles. And it sounds like you’re starting to see that.’

Stiles cocked his head as he considered this, then nodded.

‘You’re right. It’s a part of me, it always will be. But it’s not who I am. It’s not who I want to be, who I choose to be.’

‘So, who do you choose to be?’ Scott asked softly, and Stiles looked down at his hands where they lay intwined in his lap, then back up at Scott.

‘I choose to be… me. Happy. Pack.’ He paused, a small smiled gracing his lips. ‘Yours?’

Scott stared at him, not sure if he’d heard him correctly. Then Stiles’ smile fell and he started to back away.

‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry that was totally inappropriate – ’

‘You can be mine only if I can be yours.’ Scott said in a rush, and Stiles froze, looked at him.

‘Do you mean it?’ He asked in a whisper, and Scott nodded.

‘I mean it. I don’t know if I’ve ever meant anything more. But… if we’re going to do this can you promise me one thing?’ Stiles looked wary now, like he didn’t want to blindly promise anything. ‘If I ever do anythingto make you uncomfortable, or scared or unhappy – will you tell me? Or, if you don’t think you can tell me, tell someone, like Lydia or Isaac or – ’

Stiles laughed then, and Scott stopped, looking at him.

‘The fact that you want me to promise that is why I don’t think you ever will do anything like that.’ Stiles told him. Scott smiled at him, but then spoke again.

‘Still. Will you promise me? Please?’ He asked again, and Stiles looked at him, considering, then he nodded slowly.

‘Ok. I promise.’ Scott nodded back, and while he hoped it was never necessary he still hoped that Stiles would live up to this promise if it was. He was comforted by the knowledge, however, that if any members of his pack ever found out he’d done something they wouldn’t hesitate to say something to him.

‘Thank you.’ He said, and Stiles smiled at him.

‘Can you promise me something in return?’ Stiles asked him, and Scott sat up straight, nodding vigorously. ‘Promise me… that you’re going to kiss me in the next twenty seconds?’

Scott’s mouth dropped open at the request, his brain short circuiting. Then Stiles started laughing at him, and Scott knew, as he had the first time he heard that sound, that he would do anything he could to keep hearing that sound. Stiles held up a hand, counting down from five with his fingers and just as he got to one, Scott moved forward, bringing an arm around Stiles’ waist and pulling him in close.

‘I love you, Stiles.’ Scott whispered, and Stiles’ eyes closed briefly. When they opened, he stared directly at Scott.

‘I love you too, Scott.’ Then Stiles closed the distance, pressing his lips to Scott’s in a gentle kiss.

Scott let himself sink into it, revelling in the feeling.

He knew this wasn’t going to be easy. They both carried scars with them and always would. He was sure he would mess up, and all he could hope is that he would never screw up so badly that Stiles left, that he hurt Stiles beyond repair. And he knew he would need to be patient, that Stiles would have good days and bad days as he continued to heal, that he might pull away sometimes. But he wasn’t going to doing it alone – he had Scott now, and the Sheriff, and the pack, and Scott would give him space but, like last night, he wouldn’t let Stiles run.

[moths-in-hats]

Summary: Scott and Stiles' friendship in the background of 6B

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Relationship: Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Season/Series 06, 6B, Texting, Things Unsaid, Sciles Week, sciles week 2022, probably canon compliant, like i think it is but i didnt double check

Language: English

[bericas]

sciles week (day 4) → favorite quote

alright, i'm with you. and i also gotta say that this newfound heroism is making me very attracted to you. shut up. no, seriously. do you wanna just try making out for a sec? just to see how it feels?

[scottappreciation]

Thank you to everyone that participated in Scott McCall Week 2021!! We received over 70 entries this year and have been so delighted to see the amazing works you’ve created to celebrate Scott. 😁 Below is a round up of all of the contributions—days 2-7 are under the cut!

If we’ve missed a post by you, feel free to send us an ask, and we’ll add it.

Thank you again for helping make this event so successful, and we look forward to hosting more events in the future!

Day One: What Kind of Alpha You Are

Favourite Quote - gifset by @scintalla

Ten Years Already - fic by @domesticated-feral

Scott Portrait - fanart by @nacreousgore

Scott in the Clinic - fic by @queenofmoons67

What Did You Think We Were Gonna Do - gifset by @sceoedits

They Call it a True Alpha - gifset by @momentofmemory

An Open Wound - photoset by @spikeface

Favorite Quotes/Decisions - gifset by @aphroditegifs

What Kind of Alpha - fic by @dw-writes

Not Anything Like I Used to Be - fic by @daughterofluthien

I’m a True Alpha - photoset by @jacyevans

Fear of the Dark - fic by @liliaeth

Ten Things Scott McCall Can’t Say - fic by @princeescaluswords

Alpha Scott - moodboard by @clotpolesonly

An Alpha, Not the Alpha - fic by @lpwrites

On the Nature of... (chapter 1) - fic by @mitch-pell

Consistency is the True Foundation of Trust (nsfw) - fic by @mzkora

Day Two: I Look for my Friends

Nemesis: Scott & Deucalion - gifset by @dead-fandom-support-group

Friendship: Scott & Lydia - gifset by @scintalla

Friendship: Scott & Stiles - fanvid by @livingbythewords

Growing Distant (and coming back together lik Magnets) - fic by @domesticated-feral

Serious Business - fan art by @nacreousgore

Nemesis: Scott & Peter - gifset by @aphroditegifs

Nemesis: A Wolf Bit You - photoset by @spikeface

You Always Say the Words that Save My Life - playlist by @a-lil-bi-furious

Loving by Halves is Not in my Nature - fic by @mzkora

Everyone Lives AU - fic by @dw-writes

Friendship: Scott & Erica - fic by @lpwrites

Like a Tattoo - photoset by @jacyevans

Like a Father to You - gifset by @momentofmemory

On the Nature of... (chapter 2) - fic by @mitch-pell

Day Three: I’m the Hot Girl

Scira Romantic Scene - gifset by @scintalla

Sciles Apocalypse - moodboard and fic by @domesticated-feral

First Dates - gifset by @aphroditegifs

I’m Not Going to Turn You Into a Deer - photoset by @spikeface

Please Don’t Sleep in the Chair - gifset by @dead-fandom-support-group

There’s a Part of Me No One Else has Known - playlist by @a-lil-bi-furious

We Were in the Gold Room - photoset by @jacyevans

Scira Parallels - gifset by @momentofmemory

Scira sick!fic - fic by @queenofmoons67

On the Nature of... (chapter 3) - fic by @mitch-pell

Day Four: What’s So Special About Scott McCall

On the Nature of... (chapter 4)  - fic by @mitch-pell

I Was Just Looking at Your Eyes - gifset by @momentofmemory

Everyone Lives AU - fic by @dw-writes

Scott McCall Appreciation Week - Day 4 - fic by @lpwrites

Favorite Close-ups - gifset by @aphroditegifs

Roxy and Scott - fanart by @domesticated-feral

Scott McCall Appreciation Week—Day 4–Shipping (nsfw) - fic by @mzkora

No, I Mean You (It’s Gotta Be You) - playlist by @a-lil-bi-furious

Shifted Scott - fanart by @nacreousgore

Favorite Outfits - gifset by @scintalla

Day Five: Entropy at Work

fire and ice - gifset by @momentofmemory

Favorite Contrast - gifset by @aphroditegifs

On the Nature of... (chapter 5) - fic by @mitch-pell

My Heart Races Whenever I Look at You - fic by @domesticated-feral

Firefly/Teen Wolf AU - fic concept by @mzkora

Favorite Parallels - gifset by @scintalla

Day Six: A Certain Potential

Unsainted - fic by @livingbythewords

Hotel California - gifset by @momentofmemory

Eggs and Toilet Paper Rolls - fic by @domesticated-feral

Scott McCall Appreciation Week—Day 6–Post Series (nsfw) - fic by @mzkora

Favorite Season - gifset by @scintalla

On the Nature of... (chapter 6) - fic by @mitch-pell

Scott and Stiles Being in Sync - gifset by @dead-fandom-support-group

Day Seven: Dealer’s Choice

On the Nature of... (chapter 7) - fic by @mitch-pell

Scott McCall Appreciation Week - Day 7 - fic by @lpwrites

Scott’s Death (extended) - If I Can’t Even Breathe - fanvid by @momentofmemory

Your Faithless Love’s the Only Hoax I Believe In - playlist by @a-lil-bi-furious

Rabid Steroid-Induced Dog - fic by @domesticated-feral

what’s a soulmate - gifset by @scintalla

you’re still only human - moodboard by @livingbythewords

[domesticated-feral]

ask game!

thank you for the tag @scribeoffate and @nacreousgore

Name: Feral also known as Tyler.

Fandoms: I like a lot of media, of various types. But the ones I've done the most interaction with is this one bandom that shall not be named and the Teen Wolf fandom. Although im not as immersed in these as I was because other cool things joined the chat, but im still knee deep in it though.

Most popular oneshot:

By Kudos: surprisingly (because i havent gone on ao3 in like months) Fake It 'til You Make It is top with 174 kudos!!!! It's a stackson fake dating/office setting/besties AU

By hits: it's I'm Yours which is also surprising but not unexpected. A smutty sciles oneshot.

Most popular multichapter: I have like 4 multichaptered fics and its undoubtedly the sterek AU fanfic i pantsed during nanowrimo of 2020.

Actual worst part of writing: having no time to write, having motivation but being unable to write. As a writer, thats the most frustrating part to ever experience and continue to experience.

How do you choose your titles? I understand that many writers find this part hard. But I find it pretty easy and I can think of titles in a moderate amount of time. I have three methods: placeholder title that you get attached to, or jumble up key words to make something or PUNS. If situation is dire, just resort to fic #19239283. (this is a callout to 2019 me who titled the first two sterek oneshots i posted to ao2 titled sterek oneshot #1 and sterek oneshot #2 respectively)

Do you outline? Pantser here. But sometimes i write down how i want a fic/chapter to go if i get too confused, its a 50/50 chance whether the outline gets followed or not.

Ideas I probably wouldn't get around to, but wouldn't it be nice if I would?

Most of ideas, blurbs, vague plotty dialogue exchanges which end up jotted down in the notes app probably. Some of them, I think about a lot, I yearn to write them but I haven't gotten around to doing it yet. For one, I would really love writing a fic where Scott is as recklessly selfless as he is in canon and Jackson having none of that bullshit, uses his paralyzing venom to stop Scott from being selfless to the point that he's willing to risk his life against a threat. He can get around to defeating that threat later when there's a better plan but for now, Scott's gotta sit tight. Whether that be voluntarily or involuntarily is up to him....or not.... idk where this idea is going but i want more of it.

Callouts @ Me: liking other things doesn't mean you're abandoning one thing for another. ALSO, don't feel guilty that you're prioritizing studies and stuff like that over stuff that's less arduous like fic writing or drawing...you'll get time to do them soon.

Best writing trait: I don't necessarily overthink about what others might think of what i write and i just write what i want? is that a good trait?

Spicy Tangential Opinion: S4 could've been greater if they had gone with one plot arc instead of trying to balance both the kate werejaguar berserker arc and the deadpool arc at the same time.

I don't think that's as spicy as one would think, but like...s4 could've been less confusing if the writers just focused on one or the other.

Tagging @ all my writer friends who havent been tagged to do this, i cant think rn im so tired and i wanna sleep. it's only been 2 days into this week and im already tired whyyyyy

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

do you guys know any sciles fics where stiles is scott's anchor? thank you so much for all your help you're all amazing

Yeah! - Anastasia

It’s You, Stiles by ScilesMcCallinski

(1/1 I 1,181 I General)

Allison isn’t the one who sits behind Scott in Coach’s class. So, when his heartbeat starts rising while Coach is going on and on at him about not doing the assigned reading, she can’t be the one to calm him down. Instead, it’s up to Stiles. And somehow, that one little detail is enough for Scott’s anchor to completely change.

Could You Be More Awkward? by art_hart

(4/5 I 1,904 I Teen)

Scott figures out that Stiles is his mate. He talks to Derek and then confronts Stiles.

heard your voice, as clear as day by wolfwithpanthereyes

(3/3 I 2,902 I Teen)

Stiles doesn’t talk like anyone Scott knows.

Louder Than Sirens by onetruealpha

(4/? I 11,749 I Teen)

Trust your instincts.

It’s the last thing that his mother tells him before her hand goes slack in his and the sterile, silent hospital room suddenly becomes an explosion of bustling nurses and doctors and wailing noises from the various machines that she’s hooked up to. He is yanked away screaming and his dad isn’t there. He is handed off to a woman from social services until his dad arrives almost forty minutes later, looking pale and wrung out.

Stiles doesn’t utter a word for almost three weeks. He wakes up screaming that a wolf with red eyes is trying to kill him.

Hollow Sense (Book #1 of ORIGINAL BOUNDS Trilogy - Teen Wolf) by TruthIzMe

(4/? I 12,098 I Teen)

Stiles Stilinski was the type of teenage boy that you’d expect to always have the perfectly normal life with a girlfriend. Only, he wasn’t normal and he didn’t have a girlfriend. He was drawn into the supernatural world right after his friend, Scott McCall, became a wolf…who is now an alpha. Now, with the involvement of werewolves and supernatural expanding, Stiles’s story is about to be rewritten into something more.

[thedaughterofkings]

WIP Meme

List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on.

This can be writing, art, vids, or gifsets!

I got tagged by @clotpolesonly, thank you so much, Jessica! I looooove talking about my things (because it’s so much easier than actually writing them haaa), so here we go:

1) the first Pigtails sequel: yesss, this is actually happening!!! It’s what I started working on this week, let’s see how far this current bout of motivation carries me^^° I’ve got plans for this fic, but the first scene already derailed them a bit, so we’ll see how it actually ends up in the end (and how long!) also, Pigtails is close to 1k kudos on AO3, yay :DD (current length: 1.410 words)

2) I started a Simon & Garfunkel Sterek AU at the beginning of the year and then got stuck and didn’t write anything for two weeks oops, but I’m hoping that after a bit of Stackson I’ll be able to come back to that one, because I think it could end up being a really nice fic^^ (current length: 2.286 words)

3) the Resurrection fic!!!! It is so far what it says on the tin - Stiles figures out how to resurrect werewolves, and well, canon does give us a few candidates to try this out, doesn’t it? So resurrection shenanigans is the focus of what I have so far, with some hints at slow burn Sterek, and somehow sneakily, an accidental soul bond accidentally worked its way into the story, so that’s probably what the next part of the fic is going to focus on (current length: 21.805 words)

these are the ones that can actually be called WIP’s as in there’s actual words on a page and I’ve got firm plans to add more^^° But I’ve got a few more projects that I’m just gonna list here as well, because perhaps telling you guys about them is going to make me actually write/finish them!

First, the WIP’s that are just about abandoned:

1) Stormy Waters, to be free: I got a nice comment on this fic at the beginning of this year and it actually made me want to go back and finish this fic - my issue is just that it’s been so long since I started writing this that I feel as though my writing’s developed so much, that I’d actually prefer to edit the whole thing. Only I started (once I found the original file^^°) on that and I only made it one paragraph because it felt so cringey?! So now I don’t know whether I should just write the last few chapters and ignore the first ones or whether I should bite the bullet and actually rewrite it?! But while I try to decide that it’s still lying there sad and abandoned... (current length: 16.804 words)

2) the Sciles fic: honestly, pretty much everything that I said about Stormy waters is true for this fic, too. It’s been a long time since I first started writing it, so my style of writing is different now, which means editing which I haaate, which means I’m not writing anything^^° plus another issue, but I don’t want to have the stans yelling in my inbox before I even post the fic, so let’s just leave it at another issue *sighs* (current length: 19.822 words)

There’s also a few “false start” fics, ones which I started which never went anywhere, but which don’t really count as WIP’s as I’m not sure I’ll ever continue working on them, so I’ll not list those.

And last, but not least are my WIP’s that don’t have actual words on a page yet, but lots of ideas and love. These are the fics that “I’M GOING TO WRITE ONE DAY” and hopefully that day is sooner rather than later!^^°

1) the sequels: I finally got started on the first Pigtails sequel, which is great, but as “first” implies, there’s plans for another installment after that one, so we’ll see how that progresses after the fic I’m currently writing. The other sequel that’s definitely happening is the sequel to Fully Grown - I’m still working on fully plotting that out, and then I’ll hopefully actually get writing! There’s a few more fics people have asked me to continue, but there’s no clear cut plans for those sequels yet

2) the giveaway fics: shame on me, I still owe two giveaway fics and honestly, I do keep forgetting about them, which makes me a very bad writer and giveawayer, but I haven’t completely forgotten about them yet, so I promise they’ll come into existence eventually!! *hides*

3) the twerking Derek alternate universe fic: as ridiculous as that working title goes, this fic will probably actually end up quite angsty!^^° It is based on a prompt by jerakeenc and ficlets inspired by that prompt (all posted looooooooong ago), and I do actually have a few scenes for that one written! It’s going to be an alternate universe, Hales are alive, the Sheriff is not, Stallison adopted siblings trained as hunters, Derek/Kira bffs, and of course Sterek fic and seriously, if that doesn’t sound awesome, then we obviously have very different ideas of awesome!! Either way, I think it’s going to be awesome when I actually get around to writing it :p

4) and last, but not least, one fic I’ve been promising Clara for aaaages, the “Stiles is Cassandra” fic, that is Stiles tells the truth, but no one believes him, as with Cassandra of Troy. It’s probably going to be more fairy tale than epic myth style, though, not least because I vastly prefer the “and they lived happily ever after” ending to the “and now let’s kiiiiiiill” stuff in my fic!^^°

If you are still here after this wall of text, I’m gonna take this as an opportunity to channel my inner youtuber and ask you what you think below!^^ Let me know which of those fics you are most excited for, or even if there’s another fic that I forgot just now that you’d like to see, or if there’s a particular fic of mine you love and would like to see more of! Just talk fic to me, people!!!

Finally, I tag: @fandom-madnessess

[demonzdust]

My possible 7 Day Scott McCall challenge itinerary, loosely in order of appearance in the show:

Day 1 - Scerek Day 2 - Scackson Day 3 - Sciles Day 4 - Scydia Day 5 - Scisaac Day 6 - Sciam Day 7 - Sceo (last AND end game! XD)

Basically I’d make something small fic/gifs/graphics/icons (and most likely trashy) for each of these ships. Probably not even all 7 “days” in one week, but like in that order.

@railwolf91 @sinofthewolf

Thoughts? Am I missing anything obvious? Lol when I first made the list I forgot scackson (which is almost OTP is it weren’t for sceo) and was like o_O

[scilesweek]

Sciles Week 2023 Day Four

Gosh, we are already in the middle of the week, and we have so many beautiful works, and we still have more to come. We can't wait!

Here are the prompts for today:

Writing: September 27th (Day 4) - First Meeting

Visuals: September 27th (Day 4) - Anger/Rage

Reminders:

If you're a tumblr only artist/writer just remember to tag #scilesweek23 and @scilesweek in your post so we can find you! If, for any reason, we miss your post, don't be afraid to send a PM/Ask.

For those that post on AO3 remember to put your works in our collection! If you make a promotional post about your story on tumblr remember to tag us too!

This event isn't exclusively shippy, no, we are here for all relationships Sciles can have, platonic, romantic, or otherwise! Feel free to go feral with your headcanons for them. :D

If you don't feel inspired by any of these prompts, no problem! You can still create your stories/fanarts/edits and place them in our collections or tag the event and us. We are open to any and all loving for these two!

To be easy to identify what's the prompt you're going for, remember to also tag: Day [number] - [name of the prompt]

Enjoy!!

[anamelesstraveler]

Fic Rec Sunday - 4/23/17

It’s still Sunday in some parts of my country! 

Sciles

untitled by @lozenger8

| Complete | 846 words | E | Tumblr fic | Smut | First Time |

Prompt: Loz, you know what there isn't enough fic of? Scott helping Stiles out during the time of the virgin sacrifices. Like "logically I don't want you to die, so we MUST do the do. What exactly counts as loss of virginity anyway? We should cover all bases."

Sterek

The Brawny Man’s Emo Cousin by @troubleiwant

| Complete | 1,949 words | T | Tumblr fic | Outsider POV | Humor | Misunderstandings |

Amanda takes a shine to Stiles instantly. He’s gregarious and funny during their dorm floor introductions, but a little twitchy-anxious and just weird enough to dodge smarmy bro-ness. Stiles takes a shine to her too, maybe on account of her Dr. Who t-shirt or her self identification as a Slytherin. All in all, a promising start.

She takes the initiative to seek him out and say ‘hi’ at dinner that night, and while he seems happy to have someone to sit with, he also makes it about two sentences before dropping a quick, faux-casual comment that while he’s a Slytherin himself, Derek-my-boyfriend is a Hufflepuff through and through.

Amanda just laughs. “I’m not coming on to you,” she explains. “I’m super gay. A little femme about it, is all.”

the engagement (tumblr post) by bibliosexual (@bibliosexxual)

| Complete | 1,595 words | G | Office AU | Humor | Fake Dating | Didn’t Realize We Were Dating |

“Stiles,” Derek growls the next morning, “why did Wanda just call me to congratulate me on my engagement to you?”

“Uh, because we are engaged?” Stiles tries. “We’re having a spring wedding with two flavors of cake, or did you forget? By the way, you still need to buy me a ring.”

Home is Where the Heart Is by @eeyore9990

| Complete | 999 words | G | Tumblr fic | Derek Returns | Reunion | Fluff |

It should have surprised him. It should have startled him, made him jump and flail and press a hand to his racing heart.

Instead, all Stiles felt when he entered his bedroom to see a familiarly shaped too-dark-to-be-a-shadow lurking in the corner of his room was relief. Bone-melting relief of the sort that brought a lump to his throat, a burning sensation in his nose, and a wetness to his eyes.

But he wasn’t crying. No, of course not. Derek fucking Hale being back in town after being gone for almost two years was not cause for tears.

the nerd party (tumblr post) by bibliosexual (@bibliosexxual)

| WIP 2/3 | 4,396 words | T | High School AU | Human AU | Alive Hale Family | Pining | Oblivious Stiles |

Until this moment, Stiles wasn’t even sure Derek could read, and now he’s trying to steal Stiles’ obscure eight-hundred-page fantasy novel. What.

The Payoff Pitch (tumblr post) by Leslie_Knope (@leslieknopeismyspiritanimal)

| Complete | 83,974 words | E | Human AU | Baseball AU | Friends to Lovers | Baseball Player Derek Hale | Coming Out |

Derek is on the cusp of his second season with the LA Dodgers, and as the reigning runner-up Rookie of the Year, the pressure’s on him to become the team’s star pitcher and lead them to the playoffs for the first time in five years. He’s trying to deal with the burden of expectations and really has zero desire to spend any extra time or energy on anything that isn’t baseball.

But then he meets Stiles.

*Put Down in Words (tumblr post) by paintedrecs (@paintedrecs)

| WIP 27/31 | 168,971 words | M | Slow Build | College AU | Human AU | Professor Derek Hale |

“Oh,” Stiles said, his voice coming out low and breathy, “fuck me.”

“I don’t think that’s on the syllabus, but we can check to see if there’s a spot open in any of his classes,” Scott said, grinning.

“This isn’t an actual professor, though,” Stiles insisted, unable to resist brushing his thumb over the sharp line of the man’s bearded jaw. He was laughing at something off-camera, the shot taken in three-quarters view, his coat collar casually rumpled and opened to reveal a sliver of a simple grey t-shirt. The whole thing was deliberately calculated to lend him a more accessible feel, and god help him, Stiles was falling for it.

*

When Stiles signed up for Dr. Hale’s intro to history class, he had two goals: knock out the credits his advisor was bugging him to complete before he graduated, and spend a few hours a week daydreaming about his sexy professor’s salt and pepper beard.

Derek, a few months away from turning forty and not sure when his life had started feeling so damn lonely, had never encountered someone like Stiles before. Bright-eyed, sharp-tongued, determined to throw Derek’s carefully cultivated world into disarray…and absolutely the last person Derek should be falling in love with.

Put Out the Fire (but not the one in my heart) by omelet

| Complete | 2,838 words | Not Rated | Firefighter Stiles Stilinski | Kissing Booths | Pining |

Derek thinks this is getting a little out of hand. Because honestly, he never would have guessed that he would one day come to own a firemen-themed calendar.

Sheriff Stilinski: Father of the Year by @the-apocrypha

| Complete | 1,370 words | T | Tumblr fic | Humor | Sheriff Stilinski Finds Out About Sterek |

Stiles and Derek have been dating on the downlow for a few months. Stiles is eighteen and all, but the thing they have going is so low key that it didn’t seem worth announcing. They hang out, and sometimes they kiss, and sometimes they cuddle, and sometimes Derek sucks Stiles off until Stiles literally sees stars–but it’s not any kind of great romance, nothing like the relationships they’re surrounded by.

They’re even tentatively planning to keep an open relationship when Stiles goes off to college in the fall (which Stiles claims is ridiculous, since his school is only an hour and a half away, totally within booty call limits).

untitled by @bibliosexxual

| Complete | 1,717 words | T | Tumblr fic | Hospital AU | Roommates AU | Getting Together | 

It’s almost midnight when Derek finally shoulders on his coat, locks his office door, and steps out, only to spot Stiles crouched in front of the vending machine at the end of the hall, whacking the glass with the heel of his palm and muttering darkly.

Derek can’t just ignore him; he never can. (It’s a bit of a problem, and everyone in the hospital seems to know it, except for Stiles.) Before he knows it, he’s changed tracks and walked right over. “What are you still doing here?”

[nogitsunelichen]

First Lines Meme

Rules: 

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (or however many you have).

See if there are any patterns.

Then, tag your favorite authors.

I was tagged by @dragon-temeraire (WHICH OMFG I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WRITING SO HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW A SMALL SHRIMP LIKE ME???) so thank you so much!!! ♥

1.  Derek had to leave. Not because Cora asked him to, but because if he stayed one more week in this town it was going to kill him. - To Build a Home (Of Sorts) [sterek] 

2.  So Stiles usually is not that bold. That being said Derek Hale from HR made him bold. - Derek Hale From HR [sterek]

3.  “Did you really need to smart mouth that witch?” - A Christmas Miracle (Musical?) [sterek] 

4.  Stiles wasn’t exactly a spontaneous risk taker. - I Promise You Won’t Fall [sterek] 

5. Stiles struggled against the restraints; the metal cuffs around his wrists were too tight for comfort and his hands were aching. The room was dark and cold, rather unusual from its typical warmth and glow. - Tangled (Up With You) [sterek]

6.  It was early in the morning when he rode into the town of Agua Fria, a small thumbtack compared to the capital a day’s ride away on horseback. - Big Iron [sterek]

7.  Witches were in town and that had the entire pack holding a meeting at the loft to try and figure out what the next logical move was. - Haven’t We Had Enough? [sterek]

8.  “That was a real shit thing to do at dinner Der.”  Derek furrowed his brow, looking over to Laura through the brush and moonlight. - Thankful [sterek/Hale-centric]

9.  “I love you,” Stiles rushed out before adding, “and it terrifies me.” - Frayed [sterek]

10.  “I love you,” he rushed out before adding, “and it terrifies me.” - Free [sterek]

11.  “There you go, let it out babe-- jesus christ, that smells terrible,” Stiles said, all but gagging at the acidic smell of bile in the toilet. - Temperature [sterek]

12.  “I think I’m dying just watching you work out,” Stiles whined, his voice choppy and robotic sounding from the massive fan that was right in front of his face. - Too Hot, Hot Damn [sterek]

13. It was a Monday. Stiles fucking hated Mondays, they are always so slow. - Shut Up and Cuddle Me [sterek]

14.  There was a symphony of static, it's vibrations sinking into the marrow of his bones. - That Dragon, Cancer [sterek/triggerwarning]

15.  John ran a hand through his hair, one hand gripping is dollar coffee from the cafeteria and the other shoved deep into his coat pocket. - It’s a Disease [stilinski-centric]

16.  Stiles walked down the tile path which was just alongside the pool. - You Killed Her [stilinski-centric]

17.  "You can't touch that!" Stiles gasped rushing over to a boy with a crooked jaw. - The Sandbox [sciles (BROTP)]

18.  Okay checklist Scotty," Stiles said while using one hand to turn down the radio, "do we have burritos?" - Friday Was Supposed to be Bro-Night [sciles (BROTP)]

19.  The time of year you bark out a mucus filled, big nasty, coughs. When your ears a clogged from it, when your throat is so raw it burns when you swallow. And because he himself was a human he wasn't immune to this hell, and with Stilinski luck he was fortunate enough to catch it. - A Spoon of Sugar Helps The Medicine Go Down [sterek]

20.  There was a dim light casting over him as the rest of the room was pitch black. It smelt -as far as his just human nose could detect- of rust, water, mold, and Derek's body wash-wait what? - Good Move [sterek]

Observation: They are either weird ass dialogue or descriptive? 

NOTE: THESE ARE ALL CHRONOLOGICAL FROM MY AO3, SO THE CLOSER TO 20 YOU GO THE WORSE AND OLDER MY WRITING IS! 

I tag: @pale-silver-comb, @loveactually-rps, @stiles-and-the-sourwolf, and anyone else? I honestly have no idea who has done this? Knock yourselves out with this, it’s tedious! ♥

[scilesweek]

Hello there, Sciles Enthusiasts!

Sorry for the delay in posting this, but....OMG! Just one week left until Sciles Week!!!! I can’t believe we are so close! We are so excited to see your works. So, with no more delays, just your friendly reminder of all the prompts and days!

WRITING PROMPTS

September 5th (Day 1) - POV Outsider

September 6th  (Day 2) - Sleep Intimacy

September 7th  (Day 3) - Road Trip

September 8th  (Day 4) - Scars

September 9th  (Day 5) - Summer Nights

September 10th  (Day 6) - Talks we should have had

September 11th  (Day 7) - What's yours is mine, what's mine is yours

VISUAL PROMPTS

September 5th  (Day 1) - Favorite Colors

September 6th  (Day 2) - Favorite Hugs | Hugs in general

September 7th  (Day 3) - Song Lyrics | Poetry

September 8th  (Day 4) - Favorite Quote

September 9th  (Day 5) - Favorite Parallels

September 10th  (Day 6) - Favorite Scenes

September 11th  (Day 7) - Favorite Heartbreaking Moments

Some links to remember:

Sciles Week Collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ScilesWeek

Remember to always give a look into our rules here: https://scilesweek.tumblr.com/post/645125162194386944/rulesandguidelines

If you need some more detailed info on the prompts and you missed the post visit it here: https://scilesweek.tumblr.com/post/658690032331325440/hello-sciles-enthusiasts-i-cant-believe-its

Remainders:

If you’re a tumblr only artist/writer just remember to tag #scilesweek and tag @scilesweek in your post so we can find you! If, for any reason, we miss your post, don’t be afraid to send a PM/Ask.

This event isn’t exclusively shippy, no, we are here for all relationships Sciles can have, platonic, romantic or otherwise! Feel free to go feral with your headcanons for them. :D

If you don’t feel inspired by any of these prompts, no problem! You can still create your stories/fanarts/edits and place them in our collections or tag the event and us. We are open for any and all loving for these two!

New Info:

To be easy to identify what’s the prompt you’re going for remember to also tag: Day [number] - [name of the prompt]

See you soon!

cr. for the gif: @momentofmemory