Hey guys! I'm sorry that im a few days late but here's the fic rec.
also im reading for much and have so many fics to share with you guys that im going to post rec randomly when I have time or when I feel like it, in addition to my monthly one :)
and one more thing before with get to the good stuff, im tagging all my ficrecs with #kitcheniskingficrecs so that it will be easy to find and to check out the other recs that I do.
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Where There's Sacrifice - lupus (khaleeseas) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 45167, sterek)
Every ten years, someone from Stiles Stilinski's village is offered as tribute to a neighboring clan of werewolves. Every ten years someone is taken into the woods and is never heard from again. No one knows what happens to them, where they go, or what becomes of them.
When the wolves come early one year and his community struggles to select a tribute in the time allotted Stiles does something foolish. Brave, but very, very foolish.
He volunteers as tribute.
It's (Not) a Cult - lhr111 - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 56062, sterek)
“Well Stiles, you told me a few weeks ago that you thought Derek was leading a cult.”
At that Derek whipped his head toward Stiles in shock. “You thought I was a cult leader?”
Stiles will not be shamed. “Well, either you or Peter. Peter made more sense, but since he deferred to you that one time I was a little unsure. I mean, what else could I think with all the weird shit going on. You, hanging out with random high school seniors, doing secret things, ordering them around like you are their parent, them actually doing what you tell them. It’s really weird, okay?”
“Are you familiar with Harry Potter?” Derek asks.
Talk about a non sequitur. “What? What does that have to do with anything? And, of course I know Harry Potter!”
“Well to quote Sirius Black, ‘Once again you’ve put your keen and penetrating mind to the task and as usual come to the wrong conclusion.’"
The Sheriff starts snickering, and Stiles is both insulted and also a little in love.
Dude, Werewolves - mysecretashes - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 29623, sterek)
Stiles gets partnered with Cora for a history project, and they become bros. Also, he kind of falls in love with her older brother, Derek.
Stiles, why is Derek Hale passed out on our front porch? - marguerite_26, mothlights (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4462, sterek)
Stiles doesn't hear the knock on his front door, but he figures there must have been one, because now his dad's calling out to him,
"Stiles, do you know why Derek Hale just passed out on our front porch?"
Stiles freezes, carton of milk half way to his mouth. He looks around the empty room, wondering if it has any answers. Derek Hale just passed out on his front porch -- sounds like one of the signs of the coming apocalypse.
Knot Another Teen Wolf RomCom - luulapants (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6891, sterek)
Little clues were coming together here, adding up in a truly alarming and surreal way that Stiles wasn’t fully mentally prepared for. “So… so this is a dick-specific sort of issue?” he ventured.
Jesus, and Stiles knew that look. Who the hell hadn’t felt that way at some point? Betrayed and confused and a little scared of one’s own body. Stiles had felt that way about his dick lots of times. Usually in class, right before the teacher called him to the board. He’d felt that way about his dick after the first time Derek pushed him into a wall and stood up close in his business. As soon as Derek had left, Stiles had stood staring down at his dick in dismay, thinking, 'This? We’re into this now?'
“I mean, you… you already know what’s happening,” he surmised. “You just want me to do some research and see if I come up with the same thing so you know it’s not just you, yeah?”
Finally, Derek looked at him, and it was with a half-cringing vulnerable expression Stiles had never seen nor even imagined he would see before in his life. “I guess?”
Anniversary - Sophtly (Rating: T, Words: 15622, sterek)
Derek always spends the anniversary of his family’s death alone, other than the years when he still had Laura, still had family left to mourn with. Now he just has another person to mourn. He makes sure he has everything he needs in his apartment because he knows he won’t go out. Not that he needs much. There are not many supplies required to sit in one place and think about everything you’ve lost.
Love Is A Force Of Nature - Brego_Mellon_Nin -(Rating: Explicit, Words: 13662, sterek)
When Derek’s father sat him down for the sex talk when Derek was thirteen, he’d explained that werewolves felt things more intensely than humans when they found their mate.
So, even though Derek really wants Stiles, he holds back on his urges until Stiles is ready. As it happens, Stiles turns out to be an early bloomer.
Real life isn't a movie (life doesn't make narrative sense) - dearericbittle (dutchmoxie) - (Rating: Mature, Words: 11586, sterek)
Somehow accidentally insulting a hot guy in a coffee shop leads to pretending to be his boyfriend in front of a house full of werewolves. Stiles Stilinski is living his best life and making the most of his Hallmark movie moment.
He's Not Mine - Sunnee -(Rating: Explicit, Words: 68534, sterek)
Derek comes home to find an abandoned werebaby on his front porch and Stiles volunteers to help him out. Surprisingly, that is just the beginning of his problems.
our lives are changing lanes - grimm (Rating: Explicit, Words: 47537, sterek)
There's a lot of screaming going on inside the first house Stiles visits. He isn't really worried, because it sounds like kids, but then the door opens and hi, says his dick, because the dude in front of him is gorgeous, built like a god with a face like thunder. Stiles wants to lick that solid jaw line. Hold the fuck on, says his cop brain, because the dude's got kids hanging all over him; one's on his back, skinny legs looped around his waist, and another two hanging off one arm, toes barely brushing the ground. There's a tubby toddler clinging to his leg like a koala, and he's got a baby tucked into the crook of the one arm that doesn’t have kids hanging off it. Stiles' mouth drops open.
"How many of those kids did you kidnap?" he asks before he can wrangle his brain into submission.
The man gives him a look that says what the fuck is wrong with you and snaps, "You think I'd subject myself to this on purpose?"
"Oooh," says one of the kids hanging off his arm. "I'm telling Mom."
