#sterekweek2018

Hello my lovelies! I know this is super duper ali-ooper late, and apologies all around, but real life has been cruel hence why this is so late. But better late than never, yes?

Anywho...

THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO PARTICIPATED THIS YEAR!!! Once again, it was an amazing week full of Sterek goodies! From fics to graphics and much much more, it was a memorable and enjoyable week! Thank you so much for contributing, and showing much love to this incredible duo that deserved so much!

And thank you to @theproblemwithstardust and @colethewolf for taking the time to create the amazing graphics seen this year! 

We are sad to see this event end, but there will always be next year! And don’t forget to look at the other event we host in May: Sterek Bingo! 

The show may be over, but Sterek is, as they say, eternal. 

With much love and appreciation,

Belated @sterekweek-2018 fic! My scene stealer is based on this scene from Bob’s Burgers because I had it on in the background while I was writing other things. ~300 words.

Day Five: Scene Stealer

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“This is for Derek Hale,” Stiles announces, clears his throat. He clutches the microphone with far too much enthusiasm, winks in Derek’s direction.

Scott elbows Derek. “Hey! That’s you!”

Derek frowns. This had already been near-unbearable and he’s here only because a good deal of the pack had decided to go...and told him he had no choice but to accompany them.

High school reunions had never been high on his list of priorities; Derek had certainly never attended his own. The fact that he’s at the ten year reunion of a bunch of people he met when they were mere teenagers only reminds him of his own age, not that thirty-five looks much different on him than thirty had.

But then Stiles is singing and Derek would disappear into the shadows like he used to...if it were a viable option.

“Derek, Derek, let’s you and me make a we-union…”

Stiles with two drinks in him has far too much confidence and it’s bringing Derek an awful lot of unwanted attention as Stiles continues his serenade, Erica joining in to help harmonize.

“Were you in our class?” someone Derek doesn’t recognize asks. She’s not the first.

“No,” he grits out.

“Derek, Derek--”

Stiles’s song is going on far too long and someone shouts, “Get it, Stilinski!”

“We’re married, you idiot!” Derek yells at the stage.

Stiles finishes his song and grins, pointing with little finesse to Derek. “That’s my husband,” he confirms, glancing at the crowd to make sure they’ve processed how lucky he is. “That guy loves me.”

Stiles staggers back over, drunk on alcohol and adrenaline and wraps his arms around Derek’s neck, rubbing his face into Derek’s chest.

Someone coos at them.

Derek suppresses his urge to glare at Stiles’s former classmates and hides the look in Stiles’s hair. “I want a divorce.”

Summary:  Written for the halloween prompt: “that last bag of kit-kats is mine” or person a and person b meet at the grocery store on halloween night to buy more candy and proceed to fight over the last bag (neither of them are actually handing out candy but they don’t need to admit that to a stranger do they).

Rating: Gen

Words: 964

Stiles knows, objectively, that late afternoon on Halloween is the worst time to be buying candy for your planned B-rated horror movie binge, but he’s not going to let a little thing like that stop him from scouring the store and emptying the shelves.

Summary:  Laura and Derek run a boarding house for supernaturals accused of being 'witches'. Of course Stiles winds up there.

Rating: Gen

Words: 1,033

Stiles let out a strangled sound of relief when he caught sight of the boarding house through the trees.

Thank all the gods.

He picked up his pace, though it was a poor idea: the last week or so of constant rain had turned the ground into a mudslide.

Stiles hardly cared. He’d been travelling through said rain for longer than that, and was exhausted, and willing to sacrifice almost anything to get a hot meal and a warm bath. On the scale of things he had left, his dignity wasn’t all that important.

Title:  Family Dinner

Rating:  G

Warnings:  Derek traumatized by fire.

Words:  725

Summary:   Stiles spends all day preparing for a very special dinner.

Samhain weakens the veil between living and dead.  Plenty of feels!