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Happy Stoner Sciles day!  Here’s some trans Jackson Jackson/Scott/Stiles for the Jackson Multishipping Meme sent by @dunbaerrito .

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Jackson has never been good at giving up control.

He always craved it, worked hard to keep it.  He worked hard to cultivate an image, to have the nice car and the pretty girlfriend and the best grades and the brightest future.  He wanted to be perfect, on the top of everything, with every detail of his life secure and in place.  He didn’t care if it made him a dick.  He was pretty comfortable with it, in fact.  It kept people from pressing too hard, from trying to shatter the image that Jackson actually had any measure of control over his life or his feelings, the things he wanted or the way he wanted them.

He occasionally gave himself a few moments to lose control, even back then, back when he was human.  They were always very brief and very intense moments.  He didn’t drink often, but always drank too much when he did, and he always regretted it the morning after, embarrassed and prickly and terrified of the hazy quality of his memories.  What he had with Lydia scared the shit out of him, made him feel weak and vulnerable, even when he could feel in his bones that it was a good thing, that it gave him a satisfying, grounding feeling alcohol couldn’t.  He ran from it, dealt as harsh of a blow to her as he could manage so he could pretend it wasn’t something he needed, the release and the time out of his head, the time to feel useful and good with someone else’s guidance.  Someone who knew him better than anyone else, who he trusted enough to tuck their fingers inside him where he was wet.  Someone who knew best how to push him.

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Swisher Sweetness

Ship Scott McCall/Stiles Stilinski/Kira Yukimura

Rating Explicit

Word Count 5.5K

Summary

Stiles and Scott smoke Kira out for the first time. Shenanigans ensue. 

Additional Tags Recreational Drug Use, Established Relationship, Trans Scott McCall, First Time, Explicit Sexual Content, Threesome - F/M/M

Happy Stoner Sciles Day! for @sleepy-skittles

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A Routine Smoke (Scott/Stiles)

written for stonerscilesday mature / ~540 words [Read on AO3]

The thing about Stiles is that he really, really loves testing the law. Scott figured that being the son of a sheriff, there was naturally going to be some kind of corrupted power going on in Stiles’ mind, but Scott gave up trying to figure out what goes on inside his best friend’s head.

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happy 4/20 and stoner sciles day, friends!

just you and me getting high and hanging out getting high and messing around getting high and trying to figure it out

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I'll Be Your Guide

Scott had ingested a little bit of wolfsbane before they drove out there in the Jeep. It was actually a really nice, mild night and Scott kinda wanted to be outside. But that wasn’t really how it worked. The windows had to be shut, the AC off.

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Can we get something for Stoner Sciles day on 4/20? Maybe the boys being dorks and getting hotboxed in Stiles's jeep?

((Warning - Drug Use))

“Aren’t you the sheriff’s son?”

“Isn’t your mom a nurse?”

“Hey I’m just an innocent bystander.”

“Innocent my ass you’re the one holding the blunt with your dick all on display. If anything I’m just some poor hooker you picked up from the side of the street.”

“Dude, this is your car.”

“Detail Scotty, unimportant details.”

Stiles waved him off with his free hand, the other busy as he slowly jerked Scott off. The little tease. The two of them were crammed in the backseat of the Roscoe sharing a blunt they’d managed to score of Lydia earlier today. She always mixed in just the right amount of wolfsbane. The windows were rolled up, tinted only by the haze of smoke that surrounded them.

Scott held the blunt out letting Stiles take another long drag, before putting it back to his own lips and breathing in.

“You ever wonder why we’re here?’

Scott raised a lazy brow.

“Dude you are not quoting Red vs. Blue when your hand is on my dick.”

“No I’m bein series Scotty… like… like,” he grew quite seeming to think before giggling. “Nah I’m totally quoting RvB. Hey we got anymore cookies?”

Scott snorted reaching into the front seat grabbing one of the chocolate chip cookies before holding it out to his friend.

“Here ya go Romeo.”

Stiles leaned forward and took the cookie into his mouth, making sure to suck and lick every crumb from his fingers. Scott moaned softly, body shaking with pleasure.

“Fuck dude.”

Stiles gave a dopey pleased grin.

“I got mad skillz broski.”

“Yea, you’re the best prostitute ever.”

“I since sarcasm there wolfy boy. Here I am offering you my humble vehicle to get high off your balls, and fuck each other’s brains out and all I get is sass.”

Scott shut him up with a sloppy smoke filled kiss and tugged the other boy into his lap. It was hard to move around with how tight a space the jeep was, but neither seemed to mind as they went at each other. Alternating between spit and tongue, and blowing smoke into each other’s mouths. There movements turning sloppily and lazier as they sat grinding and holding each other. The smoke around them growing thicker, hiding them away from the rest of the world.

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The first time they tried it, they were fourteen and Stiles had bought a joint from a junior at school. He was proud of his treasure, peeking into his pocket all day to double check that it was still there until Scott hissed at him to play it cool. Stiles had done research, rattling off facts about different strains and tips about how to hold their breath long enough to get a buzz. Scott just laughed, happy to let Stiles’ manic energy wash over him in a comforting wave.

The sheriff was at work all night and they climbed up to the top of the roof to watch the stars, passing the joint back and forth as they pulled too deep. Scott spent twenty minutes coughing that terrifying hollow chested asthma wheeze and Stiles promised they’d never do it again.

They lied. Practice made perfect and the boys were determined.

It became their unspoken tradition, two kids on their own with no one but each other. They made their own fun, fogging up the windows in Stiles’ new jeep for his 16th birthday, and eating so much brownie batter that they didn’t leave enough left to bake. They stole every moment they could, wrapping themselves in smoke and laughter.

It always made Stiles antsy, talking at a mile a minute about every stray thought that zipped through his head, but it made Scott gentle, utterly relaxed with a smile that left Stiles tripping over his tongue. It was rare to see Scott so peacefully happy that Stiles would have done anything for more. It didn’t hurt that his friend was always so touchy when they were high, fitting his body against Stiles’ just to feel the slide of warm skin against warm skin. Stiles wasn’t sure exactly when things changed, but he was pretty sure it was because of that smile.

It was as easy as anything, fumbling and giggling as they slid eager hands beneath ratty t-shirts while hips rocks together without rhythm. Stiles’ mouth slotted against Scott’s, spit slick and wet as he breathed the thick smoke into his best friend’s mouth and tried to steal the smile for himself. Scott’s fingertips scratched through the short buzzcut, rutting slowly against the other boy’s hip with a laugh. It felt too good to stop, gasping at the sudden spikes of pleasure but too lazy to chase after it.

Two boys lost in their own world and each other.

(Happy 420! Fic by @runicscribbles picspam by @scileslife for Stoner Sciles Day 2016)

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Scott McCall/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Stoner Sciles Day, #StonerScilesDay2016, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Weed, first time everything, Smoking Sex and Love, Getting high Summary:

“Are you sure this is gonna be alright?” Scott asked nervously for the hundredth time.

Stiles and Scott saw how chill Jackson was last week and decided they want to get high. This is how that happens.

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Happy Stoner Sciles Day! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *ヽ(◕ヮ◕ヽ) Some tunes for your ups and downs: [listen here]

Kaya Bob Marley—Pass the Dutchie Musical Youth–Smoke Two Joints Sublime–Because I Got High Afroman–Scooby Snacks Fun Lovin’ Criminals– The Joker Steve Miller Band–Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 Bob Dylan–Hits From the Bong Cypress Hill–Gin & Juice Snoop Dogg–How High Method Man & Redman–Insane in the Brain Cypress Hill–Sweet Leaf Black Sabbath Purple Haze The Jimmy Hendrix Experience–Where is My Mind The Pixies Sweet Emotion Aerosmith

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Five Times Stiles Sent Scott A Dick Pic

Plus one time they boned.

by taylorpotato

Word Count: 4877, Language: English

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Scott McCall/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Dick Pics, Sexting, Snapchat, Masturbation, Recreational Drug Use, Smoking, High Sex, Friends to Lovers, Trans Character, Trans Male Character, FTM Scott McCall, Front-Hole Fucking, Squirting, Fluff, Stoner Sciles Day, Underage

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Well, it’s the 20th for me now and I don’t want to forget to do this tomorrow, so here’s my contribution for Stoner Sciles Day! (Yay!) Forgive me if I got any of this wrong, I’m an old lady and my pot-smoking days are in the distant past. Continued below the cut for NSFW content~

Sometimes, Scott thought the best thing he’d ever decided to do was buy those caramel-flavored rolling papers.

Actually, no, the best decision was to start buying things that required the rolling papers, or, wait, it was–

Hold on. He needed to back up, think this through.

The problem was it was really difficult to think it through too much. The room was so warm and hazy, filled with late-afternoon sunlight and faintly blue-tinted smoke. Stiles’ body was just as warm beneath him, belly against his ear, and Scott couldn’t stop watching the motion of his own fingers as he weaved them through the thick, dark hair that ran downwards from Stiles’ navel. The problem was everything smelled so good; the weed, the cookies they’d shared earlier, the salt of Stiles’ skin. Scott couldn’t focus through that, which was mostly the point.

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ONE DAY!

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5 days until 4/20 aka Stoner Sciles Day!

All content welcome. Poly ships welcome. Just remember to include Scott and Stiles in the main ship focus and aim for a copious amount of cannabis.

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Join us for a day dedicated to one of the most popular Sciles tropes: the one where they smoke a lot of weed. 

When: April 20, 2016

Bring your: 

headcanons gifs/edits fanfiction fanart fanmixes etc.

Polyships welcome and encouraged!

Please remember to include Scott and Stiles in the main ship focus and aim for a copious amount of cannabis.

Think about Sciles:

smoking for the first time shotgunning hotboxing the Jeep stoned adventuring acquiring drugs making edibles

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