#deafstiles

Mature | 17k | 1/1

He's pretty sure Death is nipping at his heels at this point.

But he has to stay awake, has to keep Gerard away from Erica and Boyd, the two Betas still tied up with mountain ash and electricity on the other side of the room, and it looks like they're trying to scream through their duct-tape, still, but he can't hear it, not anymore.

The terrible, all-consuming, staticky silence had over taken him after about the third time Gerard's lackey- Ben, he thinks his name was- had stuck a military grade taser to his ear, a low enough voltage not to cause brain damage, he'd said, because the point of this was for him to talk.

11 works | 39k total | complete

General Audience | 48k | 6/6

"Stiles isn’t stupid. He knows well enough that the pack are done with him. He knows he’s useless, and broken, but it still hurts."

"Derek is running through every interaction he’s ever had with Stiles, trying to figure out which ones he could have caught Stiles with his claws. The unfortunate reality is that he loses count of how many times he could have. "

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Explicit | 17k | 6/6

Mature | 37k | 4/4

The Jeep was found at the bottom of the ravine. It was nothing more than a burnt out shell.

Explicit | 13k | 7/7 | Complete

April 16th: Noise

I don't usually rec WIPs, but this one seems to be really good from all the asks I got asking me to add it to deaf!stiles, so here it is!

Silence is Loudest (11/?: 83019: M)

Monday dawned fresh and cool and with a lack of Stilinski.

Sure thing! I'll add the tag.

Sounds Like Love (20443: E)

Derek meets Stiles in English class. Stiles is deaf.

Wild Tonic (11010: M)

Stiles nodded and smiled again, his teeth flashing brightly and he signed something again, before looking frustrated with himself.

“You’re welcome,” Derek told him, feeling a wave of relief when Stiles’ face brightened. That would’ve been awkward if Stiles hadn’t been trying to say thank you.

“I had a really good time, so yeah. I’m glad you came with me,” he said, feeling his face grow hot. Derek wasn’t usually like this. He wasn’t confident. Sure, he had the looks and he could flirt shamelessly when he got hit on, but he always got shy around the people he genuinely liked, not that there was too many of those.

But Stiles didn’t let him dwell on that. He gripped Derek's arm, grinned cheekily and pointed at himself before lifting two fingers. It took a while for Derek to get it but when he did, he couldn’t stop a smile from spreading across his face.

Me too.

Silent (18584: G)