mine: sterek au

Pong Me, Bro by LadyDrace

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 3417

Stiles doesn’t date jocks, because it seems like all they do is prance around making a spectacle of themselves to impress whoever they’re trying to hook up with. It’s pathetic, and Stiles isn’t into it.

Which is probably why it somehow completely escapes his notice that one particular jock is determined to catch his eye.

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Sterek Social Media AU:

Stiles Stilinski, social media nerd extraordinaire, met the man of his dreams during a drunken night out with his friends in New York. The catch here - because there’s always a catch in Stiles’ life - is that the morning after the best day in Stiles’ existence (the BEST) the man is gone, leaving no way for Stiles to contact him and only a piece of paper with his name: Derek Hale. Stiles sets on a mad search through his beloved online platforms but comes out of the other side with a bruised heart and no man. He decides, then, to enlist the help of the people he knows he can count on: his followers and friends.

Actually, I’m great at screwingby possiblywonderful

Rating: General

Word Count: 23152

“I will order a couch,” Stiles says resolutely.

“You will order a couch.” Scott repeats slowly, sounding halfway sceptical and a bit as if Stiles, again, lost his current train of thought and has derailed onto an entirely different topic.

“Yeah.”

“And that will solve the problem with furniture store guy in what way….?”

“When I order a couch,” Stiles states. “He will be the one delivering it and that way, I can see him again.”

“Stiles, you are aware of the fact that they have more than three people delivering their products to customers, right?”

Or the one where Derek delivers Stiles’ new kitchen and Stiles tries everything in his power to see Derek again to ask him out, without looking like a complete idiot. It works semi-well.

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Sterek AU: On his 18th birthday, Stiles Stilinski has the chance to choose his gift, no matter how expensive or immoral. Most omegas get themselves a werewolf from The Trade, but Stiles had always promised himself he’d never be one of them. That is, of course, until he discovers that his childhood crush, Derek Hale, is among the local options and Stiles has to do everything he can to get him out of there.

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Wolf!Stiles Sterek AU: Stiles gets the bite to save his life and wakes up in the hospital to find that he’s now officially part of the Beacon Hills supernatural club. He knows there are a million reasons he should be upset at the moment, but all he can think about is the fact that when he looks in the mirror there’s going to be a constant reminder of all the terrible things he’s done. 

“You were chased by the cops, got in my car and just yelled ‘Drive!’” AU

I’m sorry but that’s so Stiles running/hiding from the Sheriff and jumping into Derek’s car yelling “Drive!” and then realizing that he might not survive this, because this guy seriously looks like a serial killer.

Scavenger Hunt

Stiles/Derek, T, 2500 words, Meet Cute AU

Written for the following prompt:

“i picked up your bag at the airport but i can’t find your number so i’m about to embark on the largest scavenger hunt of all time by using your strange belongings to track you down” au

“Honey, I’m home!” Stiles calls out as he wrestles his roll bag over their entry mat.

“That’s still not funny,” Scott says, without looking up from his textbook.

“Once again, we disagree.”

Scott snorts. “How was the trip?”

“Fine,” he says, plopping down right in the middle of the living room to start unpacking. “Typical conference. Some sessions were actually interesting, most were boring as shit.”

Scott hums, already absorbed again in his reading. Stiles reaches for the zipper on his suitcase but then freezes—this is definitely the same brand as his suitcase, but he doesn’t remember this extra zippered pocket on the top.

“Oh, shit.”

“What?”

Stiles grimaces. “I’m pretty sure this isn’t my suitcase. Goddamn it.”

Scott finally looks up, frowning. “Shit, really? How’d you manage that?”

“It was a redeye,” Stiles says, running a hand through his hair. “I was exhausted, in fucking LaGuardia, and I was just trying to get out of there as fast as humanly possible.”

“Is there a name on it? Are you sure it’s not yours?”

“Pretty sure,” Stiles says, feeling around the sides for the pocket. He sighs when he pulls out the little card and sees that it’s blank. “Motherfucker. This is definitely not my suitcase because I’m actually smart enough to put my name on it.”

“Sorry, man,” Scott says sympathetically as Stiles falls back on the rug with an anguished groan.

“What the hell am I supposed to do now?”

“Open it,” Scott suggests. “Maybe there’s something with their name on it.”

Stiles fiddles with the zipper. He’s nosy as hell, in general, and normally he’d be jumping at the chance to rifle through someone else’s personal belongings. But… 

“What if there’s like, dead bodies in there or something?” he asks, and Scott just stares at him for a second. Stiles rolls his eyes—that’s a perfectly valid concern. Or maybe he watches too many police procedurals, whatever. “Okay, fine.”

Stiles holds his breath as he slowly unzips the suitcase, but nothing happens when he lets the top part flop back onto their crappy, threadbare rug. There’s a Dodgers hat on top, and Stiles grimaces. “Well, they have shitty taste in baseball teams.”

He sets the hat carefully aside and keeps digging. The person is neat, whoever they are, because everything is folded, and all the dirty clothes are even all contained in their own zippered bag. At first glance, there’s nothing too out of the ordinary—phone charger, American Gods, Calvin Klein briefs. Fancy, he thinks. There’s a monogrammed leather toiletry bag (DSH, he commits those initials to memory), and he pokes through it.

“I’m gonna make an educated guess that it’s a guy.”

“Why’s that?” Scott says, finally looking somewhat interested in this mystery.

Stiles holds up an electric razor. “And that he’s maybe not totally straight,” he says, brandishing a little bottle of lube that’s about three-quarters full.

Scott rolls his eyes. “Lots of people use lube.”

“Yeah, but do you travel with it?” Stiles counters, and Scott sighs.

“No,” he admits. “Did you find anything with his actual name on it?”

“Not yet,” Stiles says absently. He continues to rifle through the bag until he’s pretty sure he has his plan of attack. “Okay. I’m gonna find out who it is,” he says with a determined nod, and Scott frowns.

“How? This is New York City! There are literally millions of dudes here.”

“It’ll be like a real-life scavenger hunt,” Stiles says dreamily, ignoring Scott as he carefully lays his three chosen items out on the coffee table. “This is awesome.”

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Sterek AU: Smooth Criminal

Derek innocently meant he’d give Stiles his heart in its place, because yeah, he’s totally gone on him, too. Stiles was found guilty of raging hormones and inability to let his boyfriend finish his sentences. 

His punishment? Watching Derek strut around in his brand new Deputy uniform, the shiny pair of handcuffs mocking him for several weeks before both finally caved and utilized them for purposes that were indeed deviant.

Stiles later found Derek guilty of knowing exactly what he was saying, the innuendo-loving asshole of his heart.

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Sterek AU

Stiles quits the FBI program upon seeing Derek in the FBI watchlist files and decides to find him and help him hide. It takes a couple months, but when Stiles finally sees Derek boarding a bus, he feels a sort of peace fall on him and he realizes that what he did was the best decision. This is where he should be, this is his calling. To be with Derek and to live in the supernatural world. 

He and Derek spend a long night talking and arguing in a hotel room and in the early hours of the morning, they finally settle on hiding from the cops together. Stiles wouldn’t have had it any other way, he had to fight long and hard on his way to Derek and he wasn’t going to back down easily. Derek knows Stiles had realized his feelings and he knows that Stiles will never leave or let Derek leave; not when Stiles proved that he can fight for himself and fight for Derek if need be. 

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Sterek AU: Honeymoon in Europe

After spending 3 days and nights enthusiastically celebrating their honeymoon locked from lips to hips, Stiles and Derek thought it would be nice to at least explore some of Italy before moving on to Spain for the next leg of their trip.

Spoiler: Their outing lasted nearly two hours before dangerously flirting with public indecency charges.

AUs no one asked for
  •  I’m sleeping over at my friend’s flat from university after study group and just got woken up in the middle of the night by their roommate, who is sitting in the kitchen, listening very loudly to the dirty dancing soundtrack and crying. Like wtf, I didn’t even know they had a roommate and normally I would yell at you but damn you are cute. You really need to stop tho dude, its 4am, some people in this house want to sleep AU
  • I am a barista and you are a customer who comes in every day and orders the same thing and today my friend brought you with them, I didn’t even know we had mutual friends and WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT IS NOT ACTUALLY YOUR NAME HAVE I REALLY BEEN WRITING A NAME THAT IS NOT EVEN CLOSE TO YOURS ON YOUR CUPS FOR OVER HALF A YEAR WHY HAVE YOU NEVER CORRECTED ME AU
  • The house party me and my friends threw kinda escalated and after throwing out everyone I found this half naked person passed out in my bed but I can’t be bothered to wake them up now so I’m just gonna go to sleep and deal with it in the morning, they are kind of cute anyway AU
  • (or alternatively) I just woke up in a stranger’s bed and I’m half naked, I cant remember anything about yesterday besides that the party was great and that I got absolutely wasted AND OH MY GOD THERE IS A HOT PERSON NEXT TO ME IN BED AND THEY ARE NOT WEARING MUCH WHAT DID WE DO YESTERDAY AU
  • You are my new coworker and I’m pretty sure I’ve never met you SO WHY ARE YOU LOOKING SO FAMILIAR FUCK I THINK YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE ANGSTY EMO KIDS I USED TO STALK BACK IN THE MYSPACE DAYS I CANT BELIEVE THIS AU
  • We work out at the same gym and you are my declared rival because we have the same workout routine and you are always better than me and on my way to the locker room I passed you in the shower where you were singing the opening of hannah montana and I can still hear you and you switched to the lion king now and even though I hate you I think I am kind of in love with you AU
  • I’m hiding in the bathroom of a restaurant from a spectacularly awful tinder date and you are in a similar situation because a guy at the bar just won’t stop hitting on you and now we are planning an epic escape together even though we only met ten minutes ago AU