uhhhhh hi! so im goin through your fic rec tag but im a lazy person so if could you give me some sciles recs please if you have any? love your blog btw!
Hi hello thank you! Here are some favorite Sciles pieces:
Sometimes a piece of sun by queerly_it_is (E, 40k) It doesn’t matter how Scott asks, Stiles always says he’s fine. Scott’s not sure who’s supposed to believe it, or if Stiles just says it because it’s what he thinks he’s supposed to say. They do this now. They break and bleed and fall to bits, but so long as they say they’re okay then none of it’s really happening. It’s a nice idea. Just stick your fingers in your ears and hum really loud. The problem is that it’s not working, and Scott’s terrible at pretending it is.
Scott McCall’s Field Guide to Felinology by airgeer (T, 20k) Usually a problem in Beacon Hills can be tracked back to werewolves at some point. Scott would like to categorically deny any responsibility for the latest mess, but the only person who understands the words coming out of his mouth is Stiles, and making a big speech isn’t really worth it when it’s all going to be lost in translation. Still, though. Not their fault. (aka the one where Scott get turned into a cat and it’s not a big issue until it really, really is)
the place that’s out of view by Loz (E, 11k) “As far as I can ascertain it’s a proximity curse,” Deaton says, still leading Stiles away from Scott’s house, walking quickly enough it’s nearly a jog. “Your life-forces have been merged. As you come into contact, he weakens and you strengthen.” “Is it temporary?” Stiles asks. He feels almost normal, now. Close to himself. Sick to his stomach, but not supercharged. Deaton frowns. “I don’t know.”
An Uncommon Want by rrrowr (E, 31k) ”We’ve got a new one for you, Scott,” is the first thing that Erica says to him when she spies him coming through the doors of their floor. The file that she sets on the edge of her desk is thin and crisp. The folders for regular clients tend to be thicker, full of reports and request forms. ”A virgin?” Scott says, raising a brow at the green tab at the top of the folder. ”It’s your specialty, isn’t it?” Erica teases with a sharp grin. “All that comforting and coddling you do with the newbies makes you ideal.” ”Everyone’s scared their first time,” Scott responds gently as he opens the folder to get a look at his new client. Erica scoffs. “Maybe if you’re an omega.” ”Especially if you’re an omega.”
i need people to come talk about Deaf skittles headcanons. like let’s do this.
let’s talk about how Scott’s dad insisted he get a cochlear implant when he was a kid, and Scott hating and refusing to wear it.
let’s talk about Scott and Stiles getting stoned and Stiles daring him to wear it for a day (“do it or you’re hearing” “Stiles, that’s the point. that’s the entire point of a CI”)
how they both give CODA (Child of Deaf Adult) Derek the sign name of a D along his eyebrows and him refusing to acknowledge them at first because “that’s not my name!”
the two of them hooking up a sweet stereo system with a kickass subwoofer and blasting bass heavy music while thrashing around their dorm rooms like idiots
their entire floor absolutely hating them during midterms and finals week because nobody told them just how loud Deaf people are
the two of them constantly showing up at the ASL study groups and ASL socials on campus to help out the students who are still learning (Scott doesn’t have to drag Stiles or constantly watch him to make sure he isn’t teaching some of the douchier students really rude signs. he totally does)
every. single. one of those students convinced that they’re an item even though they totally aren’t because they’re both pretty sure that the other is totally straight.