Mostly (like all, but one) Stiles-centric since he’s my one and only. Sans Steter, that ship has it’s own fic rec following shortly.
He’s close enough now that Allison can see the flush of pink high on his…
Why is there no nogitsune!Stackson fic?
Because Stiles was always a smart ass, said that sarcasm was his only defense. Jackson probably saw that for what it was, because Stiles definitely couldn’t win in a fight. Being bratty and obnoxious was never the strongest defense, but it was Stiles.
i need an aftermath!fic where its maybe a year or two after the Nogitsune and Stiles is able to come back from like, Poland or somewhere so he could deal with what happened, and when he’s home Jackson’s there and he looks kinda like he pities Stiles but also understands him and I want them to…
I made this back in September for the Teen Wolf Fall Harvest Community. The order of the songs follows the story from the start of disc 1 to the end of disc 2.
It’s inpired by my own prompt (rewritten by Tryslora which I truly appreciate because she’s awesome):
Jackson Whittemore’s life as a lawyer is good… maybe too good, with late nights spent working with clients and easy access to alcohol, and women and men who are impressed by his track record. When his success rate starts to slip, his best friend Danny becomes concerned and tries to convince him to get on the wagon. Jackson refused, positive that he can manage his career and his drinking until his father finds him drunk at his desk in the middle of the day rather than at an appointment. After a blow up fight, Jackson is forced to leave Whittemore and Whittemore and enter rehab.
Stiles Stilinski has it all. He has the best career any guy could want as a celebrated rock star. But he refuses to listen to his bassist and best friend Scott when drugs start to overtake his life, and the tabloids eat it up. Soon there is more bad news that good coming out about the band, and the record label can’t take it any more and drops the band. Stiles starts to spiral out of control, using drugs to get back the high he had when he was on stage, and there is nothing Scott can do about it. When he hits rock bottom, he is lost until Scott makes the suggestion that he goes into rehab.
Instant attraction makes for a rocky beginning when Jackson and Stiles meet. They know there’s something between them, but they have no idea how to talk to each other outside of the physical. Jackson’s from money and education, and Stiles is all about the music. But once they manage to set aside their differences and find a friendship, they also discover just how good they can be together. They anchor each other, offering support to get through rehab, and they stick together when they finally are able to leave.
Jackson goes back to the world he belongs in, but Stiles drifts, uncertain what to do in a world without music. He moves in with Jackson and takes a job in the supermarket, but it’s unfulfilling and frustrating to the boy who dreams of being on stage and speaking with his music. Jackson tries to encourage Stiles to play and sing again, but without the band, and knowing the risks that it involves, Stiles barely tries, and eventually stops.
But life isn’t without risks, and Stiles quickly realizes that being Jackson’s trophy “wife” comes with its own set of temptations. He is left on his own at high-powered gatherings, surrounded by people who are more than willing to offer him just a little hit to take the edge off. Bored, tired, and frustrated, Stiles can’t resist, and he accepts. Once… twice… three times and it’s becoming a habit again. But it’s okay. Stiles can keep it under control, he’s sure of it. It’s just at parties. Just once a week, maybe twice, and never where Jackson can see. Except Jackson does find out and begs him to stop using.
Stiles promises to stop, but it’s not that easy. Addiction is a difficult thing to shake, and he slips again, even though Jackson tries to help. Soon Jackson can’t trust Stiles, and he’s not sleeping, worried about the man he loves. Danny notices the effect it is having on Jackson and tells him that he needs to do what’s best for himself and he should cut things off with Stiles before he’s dragged back down into the pit. Jackson realizes that Danny has a point and he goes home to do just that.
Stiles begs him not to end their relationship, but Jackson sticks to his decision. Stiles has to move out, and the only place he can go is to Scott, who takes him in. But Stiles can’t stay away from the drugs, because they are the only thing that makes him feel good. He loses his job and he loses his happiness all over again, and when he is at his worst, Scott and his father do their best to pick him up and help him. Stiles knows that it’s his own fault that he has ruined his life all over again, and he goes back to rehab.
He comes back to Scott when it’s over, finally feeling stable, but he still doesn’t know what to do with his life. Scott and he talk and Stiles admits that music is the one thing that made him feel alive, so Scott tells him that they should do that then. If music helps Stiles, then he should rely on it. And Stiles starts writing again, some of the best lyrics he’s ever put out. Break-up songs, and songs about addiction and loss and recovery, and the most heartbreaking songs that he can come up with. But he also writes songs about digging out of the depths and finding hope, and finding his way and still being alive after it all. He and Scott start playing together in small gigs, and are found by a private record label and signed for a two record deal.
It isn’t perfect, and it isn’t what he had, but he’s playing again and Stiles is finally settled and almost happy.
He’s been out of his second stint in rehab for a year when he comes backstage after a gig and finds Jackson standing there, waiting for him. They begin all over again with coffee and slow dates, taking it easy this time, making it work. And this time it does work, and together they are stronger.
Stiles doesn’t write any more sad songs after that… but it’s still the best music he’s ever written, and Jackson is always there, at every show, waiting for him in the wings.
Public Service Announcement from Megan Fox promoting Jennifer’s Body (2009)
Быль: Поздняя ночь. Мне 6 лет. Я стою у окна на втором этаже панельного корпуса пионерлагеря Звездочка. Я с ужасом вглядываюсь во мрак ночного леса. Там, у кованой ограды лагеря, застыл черный силуэт человека. До него не меньше сотни метров и его лицо неразличимо, но я уверен, что Он смотрит прямо на меня. От страха у меня онемели ноги, и я не могу сдвинуться с места.
Сон: Мне 44 года. Я стою, держась за кованые прутья высокого забора у края черного леса, по которому блуждал несколько дней. Я всматриваюсь в серые корпуса панельных построек. Они кажутся мне очень знакомыми. В одном из окон ближнего здания на втором этаже я вижу бледное лицо испуганного ребенка. Он смотрит прямо на меня.
(in a weird google translation)
True story : Late Night . I’m 6 years old . I stand at the window on the second floor of the panel housing summer camp “Zveozdochka”.
I was horrified gaze into the darkness of the night forest . There, at the wrought-iron fence of the camp , stood a black silhouette of a man. Before him, no less than a hundred yards , and his face is indistinguishable, but I ‘m sure he is looking directly at me. From the fear of my legs went numb , and I can not move.
Dream : I am 44 years . I ‘m holding on to the bars of the wrought iron fence at the high edge of the black forest, through which wandered a few days. I peered into the gray hull of panel buildings. They seem very familiar to me . In one of the windows near the building on the second floor I see the pale face of a frightened child . He’s looking right at me.
Not gonna lie, this type of 19th Century flirting is turning me on.