#scria

Just two adorable people who love each other so much and are just the definition of heart eyes.

I mean look at these two

Scott raised an eyebrow at Stiles when he slammed a brochure onto his desk; from first glance, it looked like a basic "Best Tourist Spots in California" booklet, but on second glance, that's when it fully soaked in.

"The Harvey House?" Scott hissed under his breath as the brochure was swept off his desk and into Stiles' backpack, "you want to go to an abandoned house on Halloween?"

"I want to go ghost hunting in an abandoned house on Halloween, Scott," he must've seen him roll his eyes, "dude, it'll be fun. Get some pictures, scare Malia into making out with me, all that good stuff."

"Isn't it bad enough that we have to deal with Dread Doctors and now you want to bring ghosts into it? Also, need I remind you what was happening around this time last year?" Scott questioned, a flash of the rave in Derek's loft going horribly wrong.

"Yes, but that was a demon. These are just ghosts." Stiles insisted, but Scott shook his head. The last thing anyone needed was to be followed by some entity because of his friend's curiosity.

"Can't we just go to a party? And be normal teenagers for once?"

When Stiles shook his head, Scott sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose between his two fingers as Mrs. Martin made her way into the classroom. "Just don't be disrespectful."

"When have I ever been disrespectful, Scotty?" Stiles whispered back before turning his eyes to the front of the classroom, and Scott had to fight back the urge to face palm.

'My best friend's gonna end up possessed. Again.'

•••

Two days later, Scott couldn't stop from dancing with Kira with a Michael Jackson song blaring in his ears even though he was wearing what was possibly the most uncomfortable werewolf costume possible.

It didn't help that his girlfriend decided to dress up as a maimed Red Riding Hood since Lydia insisted that it worked well together, while Stiles had busted his gut laughing about the irony of the costumes.

'Maybe it's a good thing Stiles isn't here,' Scott thought to himself as Thriller transitioned into Somebody's Watching Me, his lips getting closer to Kira's, 'He might've actually burst something if he saw us kissing in these costumes.'

"Ow," Kira chuckled as his wolf nose smacked her right in the forehead, making his heart pound with worry; but before he could apologize or ask if she was okay, her lips were smashed against his and her hands were in his hair.

He leaned in deeper, lifting his hands to cup her face in his hands; eventually, they did come up for air, but his hands were firmly on her hips now as hers wrapped around his neck, her smile lighting up the whole night.

"Thanks for convincing me to come," she smiled, standing up on her tiptoes so her lips could press against his cheek, "I'm having fun."

"Me too," Scott smiled as he watched someone dive headfirst into the pool, resulting in a giant splash which he pulled Kira away from, "you okay?"

"Yeah, you kept me dry," she smiled before kissing him again, "my hero."

Scott couldn't keep from grinning even though the freezing cold water had soaked through his costume; "I'll be right back," he insisted as he stepped away, "gotta find a towel."

She nodded, which gave him the go-ahead to make his way to the first floor bathroom. He found it easily, closing the door and grabbing one of the white towels before trying to dry the costume without ripping the already distressed fabric.

But as he deposited the towel into the dirty laundry basket, he noticed just how itchy his back was. 'It's gonna take me a long time to take this off, and Kira's still waiting.' He thought to himself.

But, he shrugged it off and made his way outside back to the loud noises of the party.

•••

Malia groaned as she pulled the thick flannel around her shoulders, "Stiles, nothing is here except for maybe some crackheads, and I wanted to go to the party."

"We can go to a costume party next year," Stiles whispered as he started to pick the lock, "but this might be the only chance we get to see actual ghosts."

"Fine," she groaned again, adjusting her grip on the flashlight as the leaves rustled slowly, making the hairs on her arms stand up, "but this place gives off really bad vibes."

"Got it," she heard him say as the door flung open, "you've got the EFP ready?"

She nodded, holding up the small device that supposedly would help them talk to ghosts before following him inside.

Her stomach turned as her flashlight shone against the graffiti of various vulgar words and phrases. Between that and the creaking floorboards under her feet, she started to shake again, although she had a feeling it wasn't from the cold.

She desperately wanted to cling to Stiles and beg him to take her home, that she hated this, but he was invested now, so unless there was an emergency, they were staying for the time being even though she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her.

"Ahhh!" She screamed, covering her mouth immediately as soon as the ringing hit her ears, only to realize it was Stiles' phone.

He glared as he pressed it to his ear before speaking, "Scott, I swear to-oh, hey Kira. What's going on?" A long pause made Malia's heart go into her throat, "yeah, we're heading there now," he hung up before grabbing the stuff and standing, "Scott needs help, we gotta go."

"Aw, man…" Malia used her best fake groan as she used the Polaroid camera to snap a picture of her inside of the house before following Stiles back to the jeep.

'Why did I think to take a picture?' She wondered to herself, holding the developing film in her hand.

•••

"Okay, that's all the calamine lotion I can find," Kira explained as she set down three large bottles on the coffee table inside of Scott's living room, "are you sure this is gonna work?"

"Yeah, but…" Scott winced as he tried to use the back of the couch to scratch at the rash on his entire back, "I'm gonna need some help."

Kira nodded and before Scott could fully process what was happening, the cool lotion and his girlfriend's soft hands were moving up and down his raw, exposed back, massaging the lotion in.

"Thanks," he mumbled into the couch pillow, "that feels really nice."

"No problem," he heard her respond before pulling away, giving him the chance to sit up, "but you should put on a shirt before Stiles gets here."

But before he could even begin to make his way upstairs, that's when the door slammed open with an exasperated Stiles at the forefront, Malia wrapped in his flannel shirt right behind him, a Polaroid picture in her hand.

"You called me for werewolf poison ivy? I could be talking to a ghost right now!" Scott winced at the volume of the voice, watching as Stiles' face relaxed and he took a breath, "are you okay?"

"Yeah, thanks to my mom's advice over the phone," Scott nodded, wincing as Stiles hugged him, his arms slightly hovering over the rash, before turning to Malia, who was studying the Polaroid, "Malia, you okay?"

But she didn't respond to his voice, her voice shaking as she asked, "Stiles? We were alone, right?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Stiles asked softly, his hands gently taking her wrists before pulling the Polaroid out of her hands and looking at it, his hands starting to visibly shake

Because in the background behind Malia's selfie, there was a dark, tall figure behind her with its fully shadowed hand on her shoulder.

This is about chemistry, not necessarily narrative.

The Goblin Couple

Buffy and Angel

Liz and Max

Scott and Kira

Clark and Lana

Ryan and Marissa

Brooke and Lucas (could’ve gone with angsty but I’m going with giddy)

Piper and Leo

Scott and Allison

Ash and Michael

Touch Your Heart

Is it officially Scolia? Or Scalia? The world may never know. 

Anyway, I’ve always been a proponent for them to get together…since Kira left and it was made clear she wasn’t coming back. I think that their core characteristics compliment each other very well, and they are what they other person needs. Scott needs someone whose going to be blunt and take action and make decisions and be realistic, and Malia needs someone who is going to be softer and kinder and more emotion based in their thinking. Plus Scott is a wolf with an extreme amount of humanity. Malia needs someone with humanity, but dating a human won’t work for her (as we saw with Stiles), she has too many animalistic instincts. Scott gets those. But can help her reign them in. 

Now how they are being written this season? I wasn’t originally impressed, i thought it started off really awkward and rushed, their conversation about Stiles caring was so strange and didn’t make any sense to the continuity of the previous plot points. I mean if they were going to talk about someone caring about them dating, shouldn’t it be Kira? Who was Malia’s literal best friend and never even officially broke up with Scott? But whatever, they are obviously set on pretending Scira never happened so I digress. Regardless, that convo felt very oddly placed for me. And her taking his pain away? I mean, can’t any wolf do that? So why was that a special moment? Because it was the first time she tried it and it worked on him? I get what they were going for but…it didn’t read right. 

In many ways, their chemistry has almost been diluted because of pairing them canonically. But the last couple of episodes started to get them on the right track. That conversation they had about “being confused” outside of Scott’s room, with Malia flubbing over her words and Scott being totally lost on what she was trying to say- THAT is where they should have started with their romantic dynamic. And the hand grab/hold was subtle and nice. That’s a very “hormonal telegram” type of TV trope, where two people briskly touch each other and feel electricity, surprisingly. It honestly would have been nice for that to be the FIRST canon moment between them in 6B.