#steterek

What is a Mini/Big Bang?

Last month the mods of this blog ran a general interest poll to decide what type of event to run. The votes were split fairly evenly between a Big Bang, and a Mini Bang, and we decided to run a combo event.

How will this work?

There will be two tracks for participants to choose from; a Mini Bang or a Big Bang. Whichever track is picked, will determine the timeline and requirements of their challenge.

Mini Bang Track Requirements:

Mini Bang Writers will be required to submit a fic that is between 10k and 20k words.

Mini Bang Artists will be matched with a Mini Bang Writer and be required to submit between 1 and 3 pieces of art based on the fic.

Big Bang Track Requirements:

Big Bang Writers will be required to submit a fic of minimum 40k words, with no maximum word count.

Big Bang Artists will be matched with a Big Bang Writer and be required to submit between 2 and 5 pieces of art based on the fic.

As of right now, we are only allowing one sign up per person. However that might change if we need to balance the number of writers and artists.

Accepted Types of Art:

Traditional art as long as you are able to submit a high quality scan

Hand drawn digital art

Photo edits/manipulations

GIFs

How we Define a Rarepair:

Any ship that has under 5k works on AO3, excluding cross over works. We are excluding cross over works to account for things like kinktober where the rare pair gets maybe five hundred words of focus.

If you voted in our polls you might have noticed originally we said under 10k fics, but we didn’t realize how much sterek’s popularity skewed the results. To account for such a juggernaut ship, we moved the limit down.

Schedule:

All Writer Sign Ups Open: March 1

All Artist Sign Ups Open: April 3

All Sign Ups Close: May 3

All Writers First Check-In, and Summary Due: May 10

Summaries Posted for Browsing: May 13

Summary Claiming: May 27

All Artists First Check In/All Writers Second Check In: July 1

Mini Bang Start Posting: August 1

Last Check In for Big Bang Participants: August 17

Big Bang Start Posting: September 1

We are leaving sign ups open until a week before the first check in. This is to allow writers a chance to get a head start on their fics, and hopefully reduce the number of writers who have to back out due to unforeseen circumstances.

Have someone you want to work with in mind already?

We are allowing for a writer and artist to sign up as a pre-matched pair! So if you and your mutual want that push to finally work together, you can sign up as a unit.

Rules:

No AI. If a participant is caught using AI, they will be blocked and banned.

The ship you are creating for must have less than 5k works on AO3 (excluding crossovers)

All works must be tagged accurately at the time of summary, and when posting to AO3. (If the tags change between summary and posting, that is fine.)

If you are interested:

Follow this blog! We will be posting updates and silly event promo posters we made on this blog. We will also be posting the links to sign ups at the start of March.

And be sure to reblog this post to get the word out!

We’re really excited to run this event and we hope to see you all there!

The premise (if that helps in decision making):

Stiles is a Spark and the magic inside him bonds with the Hale Alpha spark when Peter first kidnaps him off the lacrosse field. The Spark and the Hale Alpha are meant to protect the territory together, after all.

And then Peter gets his throat ripped out by Derek and there is a new Hale Alpha. But it's fine, this time around, Stiles actually joins the pack. And there's a kinda-maybe-something building between him and Derek.

You know the quote ‘the hands that cradled you were bloody’ ‘but they cradled me, yes?’ (Or similar. I can’t remember exact words for it)

Pick your poison (Steter, Sterek, steterek). Stiles being kidnapped for leverage by hunters because he’s the ‘weak human’ of the pack and they taunt him, tell him he’s not important, his pack won’t come for him. When the pack does come Derek and Peter don’t hesitate to kill the hunters and make it messy. When everyone is back at the hale house, he’s still covered in blood and he has perfect hand prints in blood on his jaw. Someone points it out and stiles reassures them it’s not his blood anywhere on him.

Maybe Scott (only around the pack so he won’t become an omega) is disgusted by it, the sheriff maybe says something about it from the mindset of a cop. It’s a half baked idea and I don’t even know where it could go.

Ello love! Hope this works! If not I'll rewrite into what you want! 💚💚💚

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They took him at night.

He was walking home from Deaton’s, stupidly alone, because Derek had insisted Peter needed backup at the warehouse and Stiles - Stiles had waved him off, saying, “I’m fine. I’ve got mountain ash in my pocket and a taser. I’m good.”

He wasn’t.

They came in fast - van, masked faces, tranq darts. Professional. No theatrics, no talking, not at first.

They didn’t need to.

Stiles woke up chained to a chair in a concrete room that stank of old blood and ammonia. There were floodlights overhead, way too bright, and cameras in the corners.

They didn’t ask him questions. They just talked.

“I don’t know why they keep you around,” said one of the hunters, circling him. “You’re not strong. Not fast. You don’t even have claws.”

Another one snorted. “Maybe it’s pity. Every pack needs a pet.”

They laughed.

“Let’s see how long it takes them to come,” the first one sneered, gripping Stiles’ jaw too tight. “Or maybe they won’t bother.”

They waited four days.

On the first day, they beat him.

ANddd there you have it, only 4 poly ships remain! Reminder, don't forget to vote for the *romantic relationship*, not for any platonic friendship. Like always, you will have 1 week to vote, and the winners of this round will move onto the final round, round 6 next week, so have fun and vote to your hearts content! And see you next week for round 6!

Starting off this week with some sentences for @meggiejolly @auburnlaughter and @twyrewolf from my fic where your wings reflect your soulmate’s soul. Thanks for making me write!

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"Really," Stiles says, giving his sarcasm full rein. "A movie store clerk and a bus driver killed your family."

"Everyone I killed was involved in either the fire or the cover-up," Peter says calmly, as if Stiles had asked a sincere question.

"I don't believe you," Stiles says, but he feels a niggle of doubt.

"Lie," Peter says calmly in response. "Well, a half-truth, to be precise. I wouldn't lie to you, sweetheart. It's no way to build a relationship."

"Don't call me that," Stiles snaps. It seems easier than addressing the assumption of their relationship.

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Some sentences from Stasis for @wizisbored @stonemaskedtaliesin @kalira @tamsinswriting and @twyrewolf. Thanks for making me write!

For all his ill-tempered ways, Derek isn't really inclined towards hating people. He thinks that Sheriff Stilinski may prove to be an exception He hasn't even met the man, but he already wants to yell at him for how he's so clearly neglected and mistreated Stiles. Or worse.

"Should I be worried," Stiles asks, drawing Derek from his thoughts.

He looks at Stiles and sees he's staring at Derek's hands on the steering wheel. When Derek follows his gaze, he sees his claws are out. He flexes his hands and, with a conscious effort, his claws retract.

"No," he says. "I would never hurt you."

"But you were thinking about hurting someone," Stiles observes. It doesn't sound like a question. "You growled," he adds.

Derek hadn't even noticed. He marvels at how comfortable he is with Stiles after such a short period of time.

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Here are some sentences from a future chapter of devil don’t take a break, which is now part of the @wipbigbang. Thanks to @twyrewolf @kalira and @tamsinswriting for making me write!

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The sheriff looks thoughtful, but Stiles scowls.

"Why would we do that?" he snaps.

"Your grandmother is a hunter matriarch and I'm a werewolf," Derek says, not really believing he has to say something so obvious.

"Dude, are you really scared of my grandma?" Stiles says, his tail curving through the air behind him.

"Son, I'm scared of your grandma and I carry a gun. Leave him alone," the sheriff says before Derek can defend himself.

Stiles mostly subsides, muttering. "I would never let her hurt you," at Derek.

"It is not so much that" Derek says carefully. "I just can’t imagine she'll be happy about us being, you know…"

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Some sentences from an upcoming chapter of Trading Up, which is also part of the @wipbigbang. Thanks for the asks, @twyrewolf @kalira and @tamsinswriting!

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Derek's phone beeps with a text message and he laughs. "My mom just asked if I thought you would be comfortable with Chantal coming out to examine you."

"Will she have to notify anyone?" Stiles asks. "I'm not sure yet if we can trust this Druid Council."

Derek shakes his head. "Chantal isn't a druid and we've conveniently already notified you guys with this conversation."

Stiles grins. "Good point."

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Some sentences from my fic for the Multiamory March day 2 prompt “matching accessories”. Thanks for the asks, @artsiesforever anr @twyrewolf !

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Derek laughs. "You wanna know the real reason I didn't want to go with them?"

"A reason besides how much you hate shopping?"

Derek nods. "Those two are going to nearly get in a fight about who is going to pay for the watches. This way, I don't get kicked out of any stores and I don't have to ride back home with those two and their blue balls."

Stiles laughs. "So you're saying this trip is just going to be foreplay for them."

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Some very belated sentences from my zany discord challenge crossover fic for @kallisto-k @auburnlaughter and @camelotsfavouriteknight . Thanks for making me write!

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"And yet, regret is a thing we are both very familiar with," Daemon says, knowing he can speak for Lucivar on this.

"Do you regret your kills?" a laconic voice asks.

"No," Daemon and Lucivar say in unison.

"There you have it," the speaker, who had been introduced as Archer says. "Like calls to like,"

Blood calls to Blood, Lucivar says in Daemon's head.

You think this is why we're here? Daemon sends back.

"Are you two talking to each other in your heads?" August asks, appearing fascinated.

"That's so unfair," Noah whines.

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Some sentences from my Stackson friendship movie fixit for @auburnlaughter @eriquin @twyrewolf and @kalira. Thanks for making me write!

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Stiles knows his surprise is showing on his face. He can't seem to help the way his eyes stray to the band on Jackson's left ring finger.

Jackson gives a wry laugh. It sounds pained. "I don't know why I'm still wearing it," he says, clearly having noticed Stiles' glance. "Lydia gave me hell when she saw it. I guess I just didn't want to deal with any questions. It's hard enough being back here without having to recount my failure of a marriage as well."

Stiles nods in understanding. He still has at least one person either ask him about Lydia or tell him what a shame it is they didn't work out every visit back. It's tedious.

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Here are several sentences from somnolescent for @kalira @lizhly @auburnlaughter and @wizisbored. Thanks for making me write!

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Stiles doesn't know how long they kiss. When Peter draws back from Stiles lips he doesn't go far. He trails his lips over Stiles' cheek to his ear.

"Get some more sleep, sweetheart," he whispers.

Stiles doesn't know when he closed his eyes, but he leaves them shut. There's a rustling noise. "You're leaving?" he asks, surprised and also a little disappointed, if he's willing to be honest.

"No, I'm just taking off my shoes," Peter says.

Stiles bites back the sudden urge to point out there's no way Peter will be able to sleep well in his tight jeans. He's not sure he's comfortable with the idea of sleeping with a half-naked Peter. He's not sure he'll be able to sleep with him there at all.

He startles when Peter settles on his side and puts his hand on Stiles' chest.

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Some sentences from my Sky and Sea fill for @deterweek 2026. Thanks for the ask, @stonemaskedtaliesin!

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"Peter," Derek growls.

"Derek," is Peter's calm, predictable reply.

"How do I get rid of them?" Derek flat out asks.

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Some sentences from my Multiamory March day 7 fic for the prompt “but I don’t regret anything” for @kalira and @noisesfrombeyondtheuniverse. Thanks for making me write!

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Derek swallows hard, but he doesn't argue the point. Stiles doesn't know if it's that he can't or if he's just trying to keep the peace with Peter. A thought comes to him.

"What about Scott?" he asks.

Peter gives him a sharp look, followed by a lazy smile. "Now, why would you ever imagine I would regret my only choice of a beta?" he drawls.

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Here are some sentences from won’t you take me from this valley, my Regency time travel nonsense fic. Thanks for making me write, @tamsinswriting @twyrewolf @meggiejolly and @auburnlaughter.

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Stiles frowns. "So, not only can you smell what I'm feeling, you can also feel it, too? That's so unfair!" He knows he's pouting, but he can't help it. Derek already had all the advantages, and now he gets this, too?

Derek sighs heavily. "It goes both ways," he says.

"What?" Stiles says, not sure what he means.

"The mate bond," Derek says. "It may take you some time to learn to read it, since you are unaccustomed to pack bonds, but I am confident you will learn faster than the average human."

Stiles brightens at that. "Because I'm so awesome and smart?"

"Because you have magic," Derek says, voice dry, but when Stiles looks he sees his lips twitch.

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Some sentences from my 5soulmates challenge soulmate goose of enforcement. Thanks to @aparticularbandit @twyrewolf and @wizisbored for making me write!

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Stiles sighs heavily, or as heavily as he can with a goose on his chest.

"Can you at least move so I can get up and get ready for school?" he asks, not sure why he's treating the goose like it can understand English.

The goose honks again, but obligingly hops off Stiles and onto the floor. Stiles resolves not to think about it. That way lies addressing why a goose is in his room and that way lies madness. Stiles is just glad his dad is already at work. The goose must have appeared after his dad looked in on him that morning. Stiles says appeared, because he's dead certain this is a magical goose. There's just something about its beady eyes and the way the light reflects off its feathers. He's pretty sure he knows what type of magical water fowl it is, but he's not thinking about that before coffee.

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And, finally, some more sentences from ‘another fucking sleeping beauty fic’ for @twyrewolf. Thanks for making me write!

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Derek swallows the noise the prince makes and forces himself to draw back from his lips enough to say, "What's wrong?"