Here’s the fics I read (and like) during this past month ! (friendly reminder I read almost only Explicit or Mature fics) (* are my fav)
☾ Happier, by grimm : When Stiles nearly dies out in the woods one day, Derek kicks him out of the pack, and life gets seriously, seriously shitty. (25k, E)
☾ Painted Wooden Letters, by DiscontentedWinter : All he ever wanted to be was Stiles Stilinski. (10k, T)
☾ *The Payoff Pitch , by Leslie_Knope : Derek is on the cusp of his second season with the LA Dodgers, and as the reigning runner-up Rookie of the Year, the pressure’s on him to become the team’s star pitcher and lead them to the playoffs for the first time in five years. He’s trying to deal with the burden of expectations and really has zero desire to spend any extra time or energy on anything that isn’t baseball.But then he meets Stiles. (83k, E)
☾ * but monsters are always hungry, darling, by Rena : I just...I just want someone to fuck me,” he blurts out, flailing his hands around. “I mean, like, really fuck me. Not any of this wishy-washy stuff, but someone with strength and stamina who’ll actually, honestly, fuck me, hold me down and fuck me so hard I can still feel it the next day.”“So, essentially, you want a werewolf,” Lydia deduces.“Where would I even find a werewolf willing to fuck a human?” Stiles demurs. Werewolves mostly keep to themselves. Stiles doesn’t blame them.“Oh for Christ’s sake.” Lydia levels him with a hard look. “You find them where you find everyone you can purchase the fulfillment of your every sexual fantasy from. Find a damn hooker.” (7k, E)
☾ To The One Who Is The Heart Of Our Pack , by MissYuki1990 : "We need to get him somewhere safe," Peter said, and Derek looked at him. "There's no such place." "His house?" Isaac suggested, and the two older werewolves looked at him. "His dad doesn't know," Peter warned, and Derek looked at Stiles who seemed to have fallen into tormented sleep. Derek swallowed difficultly, and gently picked up the sleeping teen. "He'll find out soon enough." (22k, E, TW read the tags)
☾ * our lives are changing lanes , by grimm : 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." (47k, E)
☾ Baader-Meinhof Phenomenon , by secondstar : Being a teenager sucks. Being a werewolf teenager sucks even more. With a life full of holding back who he really is, not having any privacy whatsoever, and the seemingly sudden appearance of one Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale's life just got a whole lot harder. (21k, E)
☾ * Fixer Upper, by Arsenic : After the events of 5a, Stiles is estranged from Scott--and by association, the pack. Derek is off finding himself, or, at least, Germany and some other places. There's a lot of texting and post cards and then Derek comes back to find Stiles missing. Worse, nobody seems to remember Stiles existing. (39k, E)
☾ tide pulls from the moon, by paintedrecs : When Derek left Beacon Hills, finally ripping the tether free and remembering how to breathe, how to live again, it was Stiles who came after him. Stiles, who showed up at his door with blazing eyes, looking like he wanted to punch him in the face, but wrapping his arms around him instead, making him grunt in surprise at the raw strength of his embrace. “You asshole,” Stiles said, slapping him heartily on the back as he extricated himself, his voice rough under his bright smile. “You couldn’t have made yourself harder to find, could you?” (45k, M)
☾ Survival of the Species , by Lissadiane : In which Derek's pack is apparently stable enough to begin planning for the future, and somehow, the universe has decided Stiles is the perfect candidate to bear his alpha's children. (20k, E)
☾ a mountain to climb, by grimm : "Don’t do it,” he mutters. “Don’t do it, please, don’t do it.”But there it is, a soft pink line appearing right next to the control. Stiles’ legs give out from under him; he sinks to the bathroom floor, hands shaking, his entire body shaking. It’s hard to breathe, his vision blurring around the edges. There’s a knock on the door behind him and then it opens and Scott sits down next to him.“I’m fucked,” Stiles gasps, tears prickling at his eyes. “I’m fucked!" (126k, E)
☾ (Spirit) animal nature, by Nival_Vixen : Everyone has spirit animals that help determine their nature, and nearly everyone finds the physical manifestation of those animals as well. Stiles has a peacock and an octopus - so obviously, he's never going to find his spirit animals, and his nature sucks. (8k, M)