ok but what if, after stiles gets home and safely tucked into bed, he picks up his phone and sends jackson a text that says there’s a new kanima in town.
and jackson calls him a few minutes later, which, what the fuck, it’s like 5:00 in the morning there, and he asks “are you alright?”
and stiles is surprised at that, because since when has jackson ever cared about his wellbeing, but he doesn’t wanna fight so he’s just like “yeah, we’re all fine. i haven’t missed being paralyzed though, shit.”
and jackson clears his throat and says “yeah, i don’t blame you. i never said sorry for that, by the way, but i am. sorry.”
and stiles is like “don’t be stupid, dude, it wasn’t your fault. actually, seeing tracy kinda made me miss you, honestly. just a little bit.”
and jackson says “stilinski, i’m touched,” and stiles can hear the smirk in his voice and he rolls his eyes
but then he gets quiet and he asks him “you’re better off there, right? because we’re all losing our minds back here and i just…it would make me feel a lot better to know that one of us got out.”
and jackson says “yeah, stiles,” and tells him all about his life in london and says he’s invited any time he needs to escape for awhile :))))
Tag: stackson
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Stackson Fic plot bunnies
The following are fantastic premises for Stackson fics that I probably won’t get the chance to write myself but I encourage to spread:
– Jackson as competitive, macho jock who is also fiercely protective of [insert issue] Stiles
– AUs in which Jackson is officially part of Hale pack, based on fan theory that the show was building up to reveal him as Peter’s son before actor’s contract abruptly ended
– AUs in which Jackson and Malia are twins, based on above and the theory that Malia’s character was given a revised version of Jackson’s scrapped backstory
– Love triangle in which Jackson and Derek are competing to win Stiles’s affection. Love triangle ends in threesome. Winner is Stiles.
– Jackson and Stiles having discovered they’re mates in kindergarten and going through high school (and beyond) as established couple
– Action/thriller in which Stiles and Jackson are teamed up as a Brain-Brawn duo
Stackson passing notes in class:
Will you go to Prom with me?
drive my Porsche means I love you
because stilinskiwhittemores posted this and in the tags had this whole head canon about Jackson’s Porsche and how he’d propose to the person he trusted to drive it 100% of the time and then this thing spilled out of my fingertips and it’s not exactly the fic that was requested, but yes, it has the Porsche…
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drive my Porsche means I love you
They kiss for the first time in the middle of a frat party spring semester, after a series of drinking games that leave Stiles feeling like the room is spinning and his judgement has flown. They’ve just finished a round of beer pong—won the game, for whatever that means in beer pong—and Stiles grabs Jackson and kisses him.
It’s a big, wet, noisy smack on the lips, and he honestly doesn’t expect anything to come of it.
Yeah, Jackson’s hot. He’s also kind of an asshole, fun to argue with, and well, straight.
Or maybe not so straight.
They end up sitting on the roof of the front porch, staring at the full moon and exploring each other’s tonsils. It’s not much more than hours of kissing, and Stiles figures that’s it.
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Sex is a thing that happens when they’re sober.
The freshman draw lots for roommates when they move into the frat house at the end of their first year and Stiles isn’t sure what to think when he ends up sharing the room at the front of the third floor with Jackson. It’s the same room that has the window that leads out to the roof over the porch, the same room they snuck through a few months before.
It’s not like they haven’t seen each other since. They pledged together. They’ve partied together, had dinner together, hung out together. It’s part of being in the same fraternity.
But they haven’t talked about it.
And they don’t talk about it, not really. They don’t see each other until fall, when they start their sophomore year. They aren’t in the same classes, don’t see each other until late at night when they’re both buried in their books, Jackson trying to get through his pre-law program and Stiles up to his eyeballs in ancient mythology and classical Latin.
They’re both dead sober and exhausted and full of tension that needs to break somehow.
The first time is a quick jerk, trying not to look at each other as they both get off.
They second time Stiles just holds out his hand; he figures if they’re both doing it, why not help each other out.
By the end of October they’re fucking almost every night. It’s better than a primal scream, and they’re both doing well enough in class that people remark on their grades.
The sex is good.
They still don’t talk about it.
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Stackson Kanima AU – Stiles is the first person to realize that Jackson is the Kanima, and instead of hunting him, he decides to tell Jackson, as they have been growing closer and closer. Jackson, who has known that something isn’t right with him for a long time, agrees to let Stiles try to help him. After several weeks of hunting for a cure, trying to find a way to prevent Jackson from killing people, they decide it’s the best for everyone if they keep Jackson locked up until he can find one. Stiles goes to visit him as often as he can, and little by little, the relationship between the two men shifts and changes until finally, Stiles love’ for Jackson, and Jackson’s love right back, bring Jackson back down to Earth, allowing him to shift from Kanima to werewolf.
Requested by theenchantinglittleredsadist.
here’s a super short stackson birthday love ficlet because my favorite seanwalcott turns 19 today 🙂
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When Stiles wakes up the morning of his birthday, it’s to a pretty good number of texts and voicemails. He smiles, takes a minute to appreciate it, because prior to this year he had still been a mostly friendless loser with a grand total of a couple texts and a few more Facebook wall posts.
He’s scrolling through his inbox, reading the super sweet messages from Scott, Kira, Lydia, Malia, Derek, even Liam and Isaac, and then he sees it. The one from Jackson.
It’s not much. It’s pretty much nothing, actually, just a hb. And sure, it’s not exactly heartfelt and meaningful, but he hadn’t been expecting to hear from him at all, so he appreciates it to a degree.
He sends back a thanks, jackson 🙂.
He’s replying to the rest of his friends when Jackson texts him back a np.
And, okay. Stiles rolls his eyes, because seriously?
He dials Jackson’s number.
“He loves someone else.”
If you’re still open for prompts, can I have some Stackson? Like, maybe Stiles always had a thing for both Lydia and Jackson but played up the Lydia one because it was “normal”, but then Jackson turns into a werewolf and smells Stiles’ attraction and is just like “I want”. (and he doesn’t go to London but him and Lydia decide it’s better just to be besties because they were good while dating but so much better as just friends)
The first time Jackson smells the want lingering on Stiles’ skin, he does not realize that it is targeted at him. That’s likely due to the fact that he’s with Lydia, and Jackson assumes that Stiles always reeks of teenage lust when it comes to Lydia.
It isn’t until the second one that he realizes it isn’t just Lydia that he smells like a horny little harlot around. It’s also Jackson. Just Jackson.
“Stilinski wants to ride my dick,” he says, laying over Lydia’s bed, frowning at the magazine he’s flipping through—all frills and make up tips.
“Yes, and?” Lydia asks without turning around, flicking her hair over a shoulder as she leans forward, lips parting to apply gloss.
“You’re way too pretty to be out here all by yourself.”
for nico
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