#stackson fic

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Stiles Stilinski/Jackson Whittemore Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Jackson Whittemore, Original Characters, Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin Additional Tags: Teen Wolf Rare Pair Exchange, Accidental Stimulation, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Language Kink, Scent Marking, Claws, Lack of control, Werewolf Jackson Whittemore, Hair-pulling, Cuddling & Snuggling, Domestic, Gentleness, Possessive Behavior, Possessive Jackson, Jealousy, Public Display of Affection, Protectiveness, Intercrural Sex, Miscommunication, Light Angst, mild homophobia, Past Stiles Stilinski/Malia Tate, Sharing a Bed, Accidental Transformation Summary:

“The Scars That You Can't See” by OnTheGround2012

Character/s: Stiles, Jackson (mentioned), Adam Carter Summary:  After Jackson disappeared, Stiles was left wondering what had happened to him. In this final chapter, Adam phones Stiles with some news.   Author’s Notes: Questioning, Angst, Fluff, Future fic, 1125 words. This is last part of “What If It's You?” (7/7) Thanks so much to @flintsredhair who betaed this chapter. Feedback & kudos are always great.

There must be just three seconds since the phones rings until Stiles answers it. For the last two days he hasn’t had his phone out of sight.

“Adam?”

“He’s alive. Stiles, he is alive.”

“Oh thank god. Thank you. Thank you!”

“You don’t need to thank me.” Adam smiles.

“I know.” But what are you supposed to say in a case like this? He’s never been through this before. Adam can’t blame him if he doesn’t know what’s the right way to react.

i had something much longer and much more elaborate planned for this but i ended up only getting a little bit done rtuhfjks

“I thought you said this was a fake haunting,” Jackson growled through gritted teeth.

“Yeah, I said I thought it was a fake haunting,” Stiles said.  A couch came flying toward them and Stiles shielded him with his body.  “Obviously I was wrong.”

“No fucking shit.”  Jackson glared at the couch, then at Stiles, and then toward where the couch had flung at them.  “How the hell do you confuse erratic children’s behavior with a poltergeist?”

Stiles huffed as he stood up and held his hand out to Jackson to help him up.  “Shut up and help me deal with this thing.”

Jackson took his hand and pulled himself up and brushed off his jeans.  “You’re lucky I love you.”  A lamp came crashing down at their feet and the lights in the kitchen began flickering.

Stiles looked over at him with a daring grin and began rifling through his backpack.  He tossed a book toward Jackson and picked up a bottle with a cross on it for himself.  “Love you too, baby.  I got the holy water and you can recite the Bible verses.”

Jackson rolled his eyes and flipped to the bookmarked page.  “How does this even work if neither of us are religious?”

Stiles shrugged and started flicking holy water on the walls.  “I think it’s a mix of your aggression and the holy water,” he said.

“So you’re saying that I’m the reason our ghost hunting business is so successful.”

Stiles looked over at him to see Jackson giving him a shit-eating grin and he rolled his eyes.  “You’re so full of yourself.”

Jackson just laughed in response.

He followed Stiles around the house reciting the Bible verses as Stiles flicked the holy water.  Within a few hours, the activity finally began to settle down and both of them felt like a weight had just been lifted off of their chests.

“Is it over?”

Jackson paused for a few moments and glanced around with his wolf eyes.  “I think so.  At least for now.”

Stiles let out a small, happy sigh and grabbed his backpack off of the floor.  “Alright, then.  Another successful haunting de-haunted.  Way to go us.”  He held his hand up to Jackson, who begrudgingly gave him a high five.

“We’ll meet up with the family tomorrow and tell them to call us if anything else happens,” Jackson said.  “At the very least, they’re safe for now.”

Stiles shoved the holy water and Bible back into his backpack and slung it over his shoulder.  “I’ll grab the cameras and you grab the EMF reader from the kitchen?”

“Works for me.”

“Good.  What do you say we celebrate with a couple of beers and some cheese curds?” Stiles asked, waggling his eyebrows.

Jackson smiled and shook his head and said, “You can have the beer.  I’ll have a glass of red wine.”

“Sounds good to me, baby.”  Stiles wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed his cheek.  “We make a pretty good team, don’t we?”

Jackson wrapped his arm around Stiles and leaned against him.  “No.  We make the best team.”

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Stiles Stilinski/Jackson Whittemore Additional Tags: Locker Room, Piercings, Tattoos Summary:

reputation. by c.smith           AO3

Jackson and Stiles have been secretly making out and hanging out for the last two years, since their first kiss Sophomore year on the away bus. They are doing a good job at keeping everything a secret, Jackson dating Lydia and Stiles just being himself, but soon Stiles realizes he can’t hide anymore. Will this revelation make them stronger or mess everything up?

Stackson Week || Day 1 || Enemies-to-Lovers

Real To Me (2/5) by OnTheGround2012

Character/s: Stiles, Scott, Jackson (mentioned) Summary: When the stranger stops taking the train, Stiles doesn't know what to think. Author’s Notes: 905 words. More characters will appear as the story develops. This is part 2 of “What If It’s You?”.

“He’s gone.” Stiles says as soon as Scott arrives at the bar.

“What do you mean gone?”

“I mean, gone. He’s not taken the train in two weeks. Maybe he’s moved or maybe he drives to work now… I don’t fucking know. All I know is he’s gone. And I don’t even know his name or shit… anything… God, I’m such a loser. I should have listened to you. You were fucking right. You--”

“Stop. Of course, I’m always right but this… torturing yourself now is fucking useless.”

“I know. You think I don’t know! But I can’t help it. What if we were meant to be together and I… I ruined it because I was a coward. I’m such a fucking coward. I’m--”

“You’re not a coward… but you need to trust yourself a lot more than you do. You have a good job and you’re smart. And hell, you’re not bad looking… you have a lot going on for you.”

“So, you’re saying that if I was more confident, this wouldn’t have happened?” Stiles finds that hard to believe right now.

“Probably… I don’t know, okay? I’m just saying that maybe this is a wake up call. Maybe this happened for a reason and the next time, you’ll do what you have to do. No regrets and all that, you know?”

“No regrets. Sure.” That would be good. Right now he’s got like a million of them. Right now he feels like the most stupid guy on earth. “What if there’s not a next time? What if I lost my chance?”

Scott snorts. “I seriously doubt he was your only chance. There are a million guys out there. You just have to find somebody else. Somebody who is real. Somebody whose name you actually know.”

Stackson Week || Day 2 || Established Relationship

This Time, It's Jackson's Turn by OnTheGround2012

Character/s: Stiles, Jackson, Derek, Melissa, Deaton, Laura (Jackson’s mom/OFC) Summary: It's time for Stiles and Jackson's second child to arrive to this world. Author’s Notes: 1839 words. Mpreg. Jackson can get pregnant because his body changed when he turned from kanima to werewolf.

Stiles is sleeping when he hears his name and Jackson's hand shaking his shoulder vigorously.

"Stiles.... Stiles! Wake up!"

Making an effort he opens his eyes and finds Jackson standing next to the bed looking worried and touching his belly. The light of the bathroom and the lamp on his nightstand on.

"What...?" He asks confused at first... "Are you okay?"

"No. I'm not okay! Do I look okay to you? I think the baby is coming!"

"Are you sure?" Stiles says running his right hand through his hair.

"It's not the first time, remember? Yes! I'm pretty damn sure! This baby wants out of here!" Jackson says touching his stomach. "We have to go."

"Wait... What? I thought there was a week left..." Stiles says getting up to get dressed.

"Yeah, well, obviously the baby doesn't care!" Jackson says as he puts a track suit on as fast he can.

"Did you call Deaton and Melissa? Derek?"

"Just Deaton. I'm sure he'll tell Melissa."

"I'll call Derek." He's not going to bother calling Scott because he knows that Derek will tell the whole pack.

"Fine. Hurry up! I'm gonna call my parents and wake up Daniel. God! This is insane!" The last time there wasn't a kid to wake at 1 am and bring along.

"No, I'll do it," Just call Derek, grab the bag, sit downstairs and breath. We'll be out of here in no time.

Because he knows that Jackson has a bag ready with all kinds of stuff in case they needed to go in a hurry.