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scottappreciation · 22 days
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Scott McCall Appreciation Week 2024 is Coming!
Get ready for this year’s Scott McCall Appreciation Week, running June 16-22, 2024! To participate, simply make something about Scott and tag it with #ScottMcCallWeek24, or mention us @scottappreciation. Gen works, all Scott ships, and all types of content (fics, edits, art, playlists, gifs, etc.) are welcome. We have included some suggested prompts below, and look forward to enjoying everything you create!
All fics must be Scott-centric and Scott-positive. Scott does not need to be the POV character, but the primary focus of the fic should be Scott’s emotions/interests/needs/etc.
WRITING PROMPTS:
Day One - A Certain Potential: Anything set in or around 3a! What is Scott's summer like between s2 and 3a? How does Scott feel about his journey towards alpha? What effect does his attempt in Motel California have on him? Explore it all!
Day Two - I Haven't Been to Beacon Hills in a Long Time: In the movie, we discover Scott's moved to LA and hasn't been back to his hometown in awhile, but why? What led to him moving? What's his new life like? Use today to explore his life between 6b and the film!
Day Three - Find Your Anchor: How does Scott use his relationships with others to keep himself human? What motivates who he refuses to walk away from and who he shuts the door on? Use this prompt to investigate any relationship—romantic, platonic, or familial—in Scott's life!
Day Four - This isn't Just about the Game: How does being captain (or co-captain) of the lacrosse team play into Scott's life? Whether it's his relationship with Jackson, Coach, Isaac, Kira, or even Nolan, today is the day for discussing the main sport at Beacon Hills' High!
Day Five - Good Dreams, Or Bad: Whether it's nightmares, wishful thinking, or Scott's concrete goals, today is the day to explore the things that keep Scott up at night!
Day Six - Even When Justified: Mercy is one of Scott's central ideologies in the show, but why? What drives him to show mercy? How does it influence his decisions? What makes it hard, or worthwhile?
Day Seven - Dealer’s choice: Free day!
VISUAL PROMPTS:
Day One: Emotions
Day Two: Quotes/Poetry/Lyric 
Day Three: Distance Shots 
Day Four: Faceless 
Day Five: Werewolf Powers 
Day Six: Belief
Day Seven: Dealer’s choice
ALTERNATE:
The Person You Should Trust: Whether it’s enemies to friends/lovers, post s5 resolution, or the belief in hope in the face of betrayal, this prompt is for exploring Scott's relationship with trust!
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momentofmemory · 2 years
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you’re a child.
for @scottappreciation week, day 1: a teenage boy
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bericas · 2 years
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scott appreciation week (day 4) → i think it’s my fault
― Andrei Tarkovsky, Journal 1970-1986
#twedit#scottmccalledit#scottmccallweek#dont talk to me about the last gif i dont want to hear it#ive taken one art history class and the only redeeming thing about the last gif is that it kind of looks like a painting almost#with like the faded gauziness and how the tarp almost looks like brushstrokes#I TOOK ONE ART HISTORY CLASS PLEASE DONT BULLY ME ABOUT THIS#and i do think it adds to the effect. like its over. theres no fighting it. hes a saint.#the rest are in focus and vibrant and the last one is kind of blurred out. okay maybe i like it now.#anyway its really about how scott doesnt get to be a kid and so rarely are the adults in his life adults#and its not necessarily their faults. like. very many of them are also human.#deaton steps up for him a lot and melissa does her best and imo only ever really fails bc of poor writing choices#and by s6 when chris is trying to be his stepdad i think he's stepped up in a big way too#but. like. melissa raised a good kid. and shes a good mom. but life still happens and no one really talks abt how scott was parentified too#like. you gave a kid with a fixer complex supwerpowers. he is obviously going to feel the need to be a superhero#he barely got to be a kid before that and he certainly doesn't get to now which we see as early as season 1#when he leaves his friends and girflriend in a room to hide in a room to go fight a monster#he doesnt get to hide. he doesnt get to not fight. by formality he's saying that he has to protect everyone#in fury matt shoots him in front of his mom and makes him leave her and threatens to kill her and he still cant help but show him sympathy#during his Tragic Backstory. like. scott wouldve saved matt if he couldve. i bet he thinks about matt honestly.#WAIT FUCK#FLASHING GIF TW#for the fourth andddddd seventh one#maybe the third one? im not sure but its him breaking thru the mountain ash its all glowy#anyway#scott doesnt get to be a kid and by s5 they forget that he's even a person#and by s6 they try to assert that as a positive#every villain makes him kinder but only because he doesn't have an alternative. it changes him. it can't not change him.#he can't be the same after. so it's kinder or crueler but crueler was never an option.#theyve made him into a saint by robbing him of his personhood
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letthestorieslive · 2 years
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Day 1 of @scottappreciation week : Scott + nightmare
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clotpolesonly · 2 years
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- Greta Farrell
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metagalacticx · 2 years
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i’ll always have you.
for @scottappreciation week; day 3: relationships
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achingly-shy · 2 years
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scott mccall appreciation week day seven: dealer's choice | scott mccall in wolf moon (1x01)
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silent-snake7 · 2 years
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Día 5. Manos.
@scottappreciation
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lpwrites · 2 years
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pass/fail
Day One - A Teenage Boy
Scott had a weird relationship with Spanish. His parents both spoke Spanish, and he got the gist of it most of the time, but when it came to figuring out conjugations and irregular verbs and whether a noun was la or el or both, Scott wouldn’t have known where to start. His mom had suggested taking Spanish with Stiles, and the idea of it had felt good at the time.
Sitting in class, watching Mrs. Flores pass out tests face down, Scott liked it less and less. 
(It wasn’t that he hadn’t studied, or that he didn’t care about the class. But his nightmares were getting worse, and he kept waking up with leaves in his bed, like he had spent the entire night running through the preserve, and the nagging feeling that his dreams weren’t dreams but memories of him hunting people and hurting them made focusing on the test material near impossible.)
He braced himself as the paper slid across his desk, waiting until Mrs. Flores moved onto Stiles before flipping it over.
The words were written in red ink, stark against the black and white of his test: See me after class please.
No grade, though there was enough red ink dancing between the answers on his test for Scott to assume it wasn’t great. Stiles winced when he saw the paper, quickly tucking his own into his backpack, but not before Scott spotted a passing grade in green.
“I really wish she wouldn’t color code tests,” Scott sighed, slumping in his seat. 
“Hey, it’s the ADHD vibe, don’t hate.” Stiles squeezed his shoulder in support. “Besides, you can make it up, right? Mrs. Flores is cool, she’s probably just gonna make you retake it next week.”
“I don’t have the time to retake a test, I barely had time to study for it this time.” Between work, struggling to control the urges that came with being a new werewolf, and figuring out what was going on with Derek and the Alpha, Scott barely had time for himself, much less for schoolwork. The test in his hands was only one of many low scores he’d received during the week, but the first with any comments from his teachers.
“It’s fine,” Stiles insisted, dropping his hand off Scott’s shoulder as the bell rang to dismiss the class. “It’s not like she’s gonna give you detention. She’s not Coach.”
“Yeah…” It felt like it took ages for the class to empty, Scott lingering awkwardly by the door while pretending he wasn’t waiting. Mrs. Flores, for her part, didn’t seem to mind, putting up homework assignments into their corresponding drawers on the shelf beside her desk. 
Once the last student left, and the door shut, Mrs. Flores turned to face him with a smile. 
“Take a seat, Scott.” She motioned towards a seat in the front row, waiting for Scott to drop his bag before she moved around the front of her desk. She smiled again, reassuring, but there was something weird in the air, a taste Scott had never experienced, or a smell he’d never noticed, thick and not quite bitter, oppressive enough to get stuck in his throat.
(Apprehension was not a smell Scott thought he would become so accustomed to, later, but he supposed there could be worse things.)
“Scott…” She began but faltered, pausing to measure her words as the smell in the air got stronger. “I’m… concerned about a couple of things I’ve noticed, recently.”
“Like what?” Normally, Scott liked Mrs. Flores. Her lessons were great and her class never dragged, but he’d never seen her like this – anxious? Uneasy? It was strange, seeing an adult look so out of their depth, more so because it seemed to be because of him.
“Sweetheart, is everything alright at home?” She finally broached, mouth twisting at how awkwardly the words fell from her mouth. “Is your mom doing okay?”
Startled, Scott sat up, the lump in his throat solidifying into something cold and heavy. “Yeah! Yeah, my mom’s fine… why? Is something wrong? Did something happen to my mom?”
And maybe it was the anxiety in the room, the issue Mrs. Flores seemed to be tip-toeing around, that shot Scott’s heart rate up, drumming against his ribs, the pounding almost deafening. He fumbled for his bag, making to scramble out of the room and run all the way to the hospital if he had to, before his fingers caught on the straps. Or rather, his claws, fingers twisted awkwardly into the material, tangling with the much sharper nails on his hand. 
“Scott!” The roaring in his ears ceased all at once, jarring as he realized Mrs. Flores had lunged forward, holding his shoulders, the sickly smell of anxiety and her orange scented lotion overwhelming. “Scott, you need to breathe! Where’s your inhaler?”
Weakly, Scott lifted his backpack, waiting for her to step back before he shoved his hand into the open pocket, fingers wrapping around the plastic casing of his inhaler. His fingers had gone back to normal, though his heart still pounded uncomfortably in his throat. 
He took a pull of the inhaler for posterity, making a show of holding his breath, releasing it after a ten-count, though all it did was make his throat taste of chemicals and metal.
“I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Mrs. Flores said, and it was nice to know she meant it, guilt mixing sickly sweet into the air. “I’m just worried about you.”
“I’m fine,” Scott croaked, clearing his throat in an attempt to swallow past the swirling scents around them. Mrs. Flores didn’t look like he believed him.
“Your grades have been slipping since the year started, and we’ve all noticed. You’re a good kid, Scott. You’re an incredibly hard worker, you’re a model student, you get along with your peers, you’re always a pleasure to have in class but…” She waved her hand, letting it drop heavily. “Is it problems at home? Is there someone bothering you at school? Is it your dad…?”
“N-no, my dad’s not around.” Scott frowned, breathing out slowly to let his heart rate settle. “I mean, like, it’s fine, he’s just not. We don’t talk. B-but it doesn’t have anything to do with him, I promise.”
“Is there something else?” She walked around her desk, digging through one of the drawers for a moment before returning to stand in front of Scott, holding out a bottle of water and a slightly crushed granola bar. “You have a job, right? Everything’s okay there?”
“Yeah, Doctor Deaton’s really good, he’s not…overworking me or anything like that!” Scott bit his lip, feeling himself shrink under Mrs. Flores’ raised eyebrow before taking the offered snacks. 
“I didn’t imply he was,” she said gently, holding her hands up, palms out. Relax. “I just wanted to make sure.”
“Everything’s fine,” Scott insisted, feeling the words fall flat in the empty room. The temptation was there, for a second: Mrs. Flores? Actually, I’m a werewolf and there’s hunters that are trying to kill me, but also the werewolf that bit me is murdering people and we don’t know why, and I don’t know what to do, and I’m scared, and I can’t focus on subjunctive conjugations even if you make them really interesting, and I’m sorry.
“Everything’s fine,” Scott echoed, letting his shoulders slump. “It’ll be fine.”
Mrs. Flores frowned, crouching enough to meet Scott’s lowered gaze. “Do you need tutoring, maybe? You know we have programs for that after school, right? Or, if you need to you can come in during lunch. My door’s always open, Scott.”
“Yeah. I know.” Scott swallowed the last of the lump in his throat, lifting his backpack onto his shoulder, half holding it against his side. “Can I go now?”
Mrs. Flores sighed, then nodded slowly, straightening to lean back against her desk. “Scott, before you go…” She cleared her throat, sending him a sad little smile he couldn’t quite figure out. “I know high school is…hard. Lots of things are changing, and you’re becoming more independent… But if something is wrong, you have people who can help you and support you. You’re growing, but you’re still a kid. It’s okay to ask for help. We’re all happy to help you, but you need to talk to us first.”
Scott nodded, swinging his bag fully onto his shoulder, hoping she didn’t notice the faint clink of chains as they knocked around. “Yeah… Thank you, Mrs. Flores, I know.”
He scrambled out the door before she could continue, leaving behind a cloud of guilt. Hopefully, some day he'd be able to be the student they believed he could be, but until the issue with the Alpha got resolved, Scott had more important things to worry about.
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princeescaluswords · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Scott McCall, Melissa McCall, Jackson Whittemore, Stiles Stilinski, Alan Deaton, Sheriff Stilinski, Father Miguel (Undone) Additional Tags: Minor Character Death, Wakes & Funerals, Bullying, Ableism, Harm to Animals, Dog Fighting, Grief/Mourning, Child Neglect, Religion, Scott McCall Appreciation Week Summary:
Heroes don't spring from the void full of virtue and resolve. They are shaped by the events of their lives. Scott McCall had a life before Peter Hale bit him in the woods, and it is to this life that we must look for the reasons for what came later.
Written for Scott McCall Appreciation Week 2022.
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scottappreciation · 11 months
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14 Days to Scott McCall Appreciation Week!
Scott McCall Appreciation Week, running June 18-24, 2023, is coming in just two weeks!!! To participate, simply make something about Scott during the week and tag it with #ScottMcCallWeek23, or mention us @scottappreciation​. Gen works, all Scott ships, and all types of content (fics, edits, art, playlists, gifs, etc.) are welcome. We have included some suggested prompts below, and look forward to enjoying everything you create!
All fics must be Scott-centric and Scott-positive. Scott does not need to be the POV character, but the primary focus of the fic should be Scott’s emotions/interests/needs/etc.
Click here for expanded definitions of the prompts!
WRITING PROMPTS:
Day One - You’re an Omega: Anything set in or around s2
Day Two - That's All I Got: Scott + Parental Figures
Day Three - I’m Not Ready to Die Yet: Recovery, healing, and processing
Day Four - The Shape You Take: Scott + Identity
Day Five - I'm Going to Tell You a Story: Post-show canon/divergence
Day Six - Trust Me, I Restrained Myself: Scott + Rage
Day Seven - Dealer’s choice: Free day!
VISUAL PROMPTS:
Day One: Traits
Day Two: Quotes/Lyric
Day Three: Fight scene OR romance scene
Day Four: Relationships
Day Five: Aesthetics/Colors
Day Six: Close ups
Day Seven: Dealer’s choice
ALTERNATES:
Alt 1 - I Don’t Care What it Does to the Color of my Eyes: Scott + power/pack!
Alt 2 - Try Harder: Scott being a sarcastic lil shit<3
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momentofmemory · 2 years
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scott & melissa in 1x11, formality         — typography insp.
for @scottappreciation week, day 4: i think it’s my fault
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bericas · 2 years
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scott appreciation week (day 1) → a teenage boy
that's the way every day goes, every time we've no control.
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letthestorieslive · 2 years
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I gotta know that you’re okay I believe you
For @scottappreciation week : relationship
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dahliia04 · 2 years
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@scottappreciation scott week day 1: set in season 1!
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vivitalks · 2 years
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“There’s something else,” he remembers. Looks up at Deaton, hand stilling over the rag. “Something we might be able to use against him. Gerard, I mean.” Deaton tilts his head in interest. “I think he’s dying.”
Deaton blinks. “Gerard?”
“It’s cancer,” Scott says. “I could smell it when he was threatening to kill my mom — at first I thought it was just old-person smell, but…it was definitely cancer.”
@scottappreciation for scott appreciation week!! i love my boy and his veterinarian mentor.​
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