Thank you very much, nonny!
This fic turned out way longer than I had planned, so it went straight to AO3 (beta-read by the wonderful @ohfuckthisshit):
Pigtails (Teen Wolf, Stackson, T, 14.880 words)
When Stiles’ jeep has to go to the shop after the showdown with Gerard,
it’s Jackson of all people that starts giving him rides to school. It
doesn’t mean they’re suddenly friends though. Now if only Scott would
stop talking about pigtails!Tags: Post-Season/Series 02, Aftermath, Slow Build, Oblivious Stiles, Miscommunication, Panic Attacks
I hope you enjoy it!
This is such a wonderful fic!! Everyone read some sweet Stackson rn ❤ @smokesforsterek @hale-to-my-stilinski
Tag: stackson
prompt! stackson fluffy/angst with “so my work buddy set me up with a blind date because I recently broke up with my boyfriend, but turns out my blind date is my ex…”
I love Jackson/Stiles so much! I am so happy for the opportunity to write them again. Thank you for the prompt! I hope you enjoy this!
Second Chance. Jackson/Stiles. Teen.
It’s been a little over a month since Stiles and Jackson broke up. When Lydia calls in several IOUs in order to get Stiles to go on a blind date, he doesn’t realize that he’s going to be the one owing her by the end of the night.
It’s tempting to cancel his weekly meet-up with Lydia, but Stiles likes having balls and would rather not have them cut off because he makes his redheaded goddess angry. While he doesn’t think she’d really castrate him if he skips a session, one can never be sure with Lydia Martin. He isn’t willing to take the chance, even if he isn’t feeling up to it today. When he arrives at Tranquility Salon and Spa, Lydia’s shiny red car is already in the parking lot. A quick glance at his phone shows that he’s five minutes early. He heads inside the salon and sees Lydia browsing the product shelf.
“I’m early,” he announces proudly, walking over to kiss her offered cheek. “And I showed up. That deserves a kiss, doesn’t it?”
“No, because I had to threaten you to ensure your presence,” Lydia says primly. “You had the audacity to suggest cancelling our workout day, Stiles. That deserves no kisses at all.”
“I’m not the best company right now, and you looked like you wanted to smother me with a pillow the entire time last week.” He tugs on the end of her hair. “I was trying to save you from myself.”
“I can save myself, thank you very much.” Lydia looks at him with a knowing glint in his eyes. “It’s been a month, Stiles. You need to move on.”
I will do literally anything for stackson
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AHH hello!! I wasn’t expecting anyone to answer that and I’m so glad you did! Alrighty, full disclosure, I’ve never written Stackson before so I’m not sure I got the characterization right, but it was fun to write anyway! I hope you like it 😀
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Stiles wasn’t quite sure how this happened to be his life, but he’d somehow been upgraded to first class on his flight to Japan for Scott and Kira’s wedding. He also somehow managed to have the hottest flight attendant on the planet. The tall, bronze skinned, blonde haired Adonis smiled amiably at every passenger as they enter the flight and Stiles heart pumped a little faster every time he got closer to having that smile directed at him.
When the moment came, Stiles gave his best grin and met the attendant’s, Jackson’s (according to his name tag),eyes. Jackson’s smile turned to a pleased smirk when Stiles caught his eye and as supposed to just waving him along as he’d done for the others, he spoke in a caramel smooth voice.
“Do you need help finding your seat?”
Stiles ducked his head a bit in a desperate attempt to hide his blush from the sinful smirk. It was a dumb question because nothing was easier than finding a seat on a plane, which meant Jackson was asking just to talk to him.
“I’m good, thanks. Got upgraded to first class by some miracle.”
“Lucky you.” Jackson drawled. It should have come off as smarmy but it only served to make Stiles almost inappropriately turned on. This would be a long flight. “Can I bring you anything to drink was you’re seated? Everything in first class is complimentary.”
“Everything?” Stiles asked, unable to keep the innuendo out of his tone. He would be lucky if the attendant didn’t try to have him kicked off the flight.
Jackson raised his eyebrows and a corner of his mouth quirked up. “Almost everything. You should find your seat now.”
@ohfuckthisshit and I were talking about how I though Stiles was taller than Jackson and he would have to lean down to kiss him, so I went to double check and I made this.
They’re the same height, but since their lips don’t align Stiles would have to tilt his head down a little to kiss Jackson.
Science brought to you by me.
Thank you Katie for sharing this very important scientific information with us. Now everyone go on write some more Stackson, the world is in need!!
@inell this is relevant to your interests…
prompt! stackson fluffy/angst with “so my work buddy set me up with a blind date because I recently broke up with my boyfriend, but turns out my blind date is my ex…”
I love Jackson/Stiles so much! I am so happy for the opportunity to write them again. Thank you for the prompt! I hope you enjoy this!
Second Chance. Jackson/Stiles. Teen.
It’s been a little over a month since Stiles and Jackson broke up. When Lydia calls in several IOUs in order to get Stiles to go on a blind date, he doesn’t realize that he’s going to be the one owing her by the end of the night.
It’s tempting to cancel his weekly meet-up with Lydia, but Stiles likes having balls and would rather not have them cut off because he makes his redheaded goddess angry. While he doesn’t think she’d really castrate him if he skips a session, one can never be sure with Lydia Martin. He isn’t willing to take the chance, even if he isn’t feeling up to it today. When he arrives at Tranquility Salon and Spa, Lydia’s shiny red car is already in the parking lot. A quick glance at his phone shows that he’s five minutes early. He heads inside the salon and sees Lydia browsing the product shelf.
“I’m early,” he announces proudly, walking over to kiss her offered cheek. “And I showed up. That deserves a kiss, doesn’t it?”
“No, because I had to threaten you to ensure your presence,” Lydia says primly. “You had the audacity to suggest cancelling our workout day, Stiles. That deserves no kisses at all.”
“I’m not the best company right now, and you looked like you wanted to smother me with a pillow the entire time last week.” He tugs on the end of her hair. “I was trying to save you from myself.”
“I can save myself, thank you very much.” Lydia looks at him with a knowing glint in his eyes. “It’s been a month, Stiles. You need to move on.”
Stiles/Jackson + I know you said you’re not gay, but dude, this is the third blow job in a week. I think we should talk.
Erica! I finished your last AU Prompt. This went rather smutty, so I hope you still enjoy it. Thanks for the prompts and inspiring me to dive into Teen Wolf. ❤
Three Times is a Pattern. Jackson/Stiles. Adult.
The tile is damp from the steamy water spraying overheard.
Stiles can feel his fingers sliding over the smooth surface, trying to get
purchase but failing. There’s nothing to grab onto or to hold, and he’s having
trouble standing up the further gone he gets. When he feels his back start to
slide, he reaches in front of him to grip short hair and broad shoulders so he
can keep his balance. A low rumble reminds him he’s not supposed to touch, but
he doesn’t really like the idea of getting his dick bit off, either, so he
ignores it.
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