#sterek wedding

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

(Inspired by a video on YouTube) Imagine at Stiles and Derek’s wedding, when the officiant asks “If anyone has any objection as to why these two shouldn’t get married, speak now or forever hold your peace”, Derek’s groomsmen (the pack) all stand up with claws out or threateningly showing off their weapons. Stiles starts laughing and shows Derek the gun strapped to his hip. Needless to say, no one objects, and Stiles and Derek are finally pronounced married once they stop laughing.

[imagine-sterek]

10K 10 Day Celebration

November 11th: Wedding

[giveemhales]

Moodboards for Sterek AUs: 11/?

For @averystereksummer Day 7

Wedding in Beacon Hills AU

For the prompt “I think we’re coming back”

The invitations have been sent, plane tickets bought, suits tailored, and venue set. Everything is ready.

The pack is back in Beacon Hills for the Hale-Stilinski wedding.

They have their ceremony in the preserve, featuring Lydia as the maid of honor, their pet husky as the ring bearer, Scott as the best man (and trainer for their dog), and the rest of the pack, alive, happy and healthy.

It’s nice to be back in Beacon Hills, with their family and friends. But it’s even better to know that whether they stay or leave, they’ve already found home in each other.

[nightlight9]

Sterek Week 2019 Day Two: Lyrics and Quotes

Title: Darling Take My Hand

Song: Heads and Tails by Banners

Summary: In his youth, Stiles had never given much thought to getting married. There were too many other, more exciting things to think about. Then he met Lydia Martin, and things changed. Of course, he was never meant to be Lydia’s king, but that’s something that he’s okay with. More than okay actually. Because he gets to have this instead, and it’s perfect. 

Rating: G

AO3

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With everything you never really know

Whenever there is trouble on the road

Wherever you go, that’s where I’ll go

In his youth, Stiles had never really given much thought to getting married. There were too many other things to think about, like whether or not dinosaurs could exists again or where he could sign up to be a Jedi master. Marriage was a foreign idea that only registered when speaking about his parents and how perfect they were for each other or when he was forced to dress up and attend his cousin Marty’s wedding.  

Then he met Lydia Martin and things changed. His mom thought it was cute when he started imagining what their wedding would be like. She indulged Stiles by teaching him about flower bouquets, carefully constructing his ideal arrangement of red and pink roses bound together with lilies and one random sunflower (it was hideous but he was proud of it). She helped him bake a practice wedding cake, comforting him when it came out lopsided and less than perfect. To her, this was a child’s fantasy. It was a fun game to play with her son. But for Stiles, it was real. He knew that Lydia’s wedding would be a grand spectacle indeed, and he knew without a doubt that he would be standing at her side. 

Of course, he was wrong. While Lydia will always be his Queen, he was never destined to be her King. Her wedding was a fucking ball though, and he’s so proud that he at least got that right. 

But that’s fine. More than fine actually. It’s great. 

Because Stiles has something greater than a grand spectacle with Lydia Martin. He has a small backyard wedding with Derek Hale, and it’s better than he ever imagined. It’s perfect.

Derek smiles, small and almost shy as they take their places in the center of the makeshift dance floor in his dad’s backyard. There are bouquets of yellow roses and while lilies at each corner of the dance floor, put together by Lydia herself, and Stiles thinks that his dad’s backyard has never looked better. Not that he’s paying attention to that. His eyes are locked on Derek’s hand, on their matching rings, as he reaches out to pull Stiles close. It’s their first dance as a married couple, and Stiles has never been the weepy type, but as Isaac snaps pictures of them as the music cues up, he feels like he could cry he’s so happy.

Derek was put in charge of picking the music for their first dance, a task that seemed to frustrate him for weeks before he found the right song, and at first Stiles can’t figure out just what it is. As soon as he does though, tears tease the corner of his eyes. 

“Does this work?” Derek asks as the first note of “Heads and Tails” by Banners starts playing. His fingers clench against Stiles’ side, giving away his nerves that Stiles might actually say no. 

“It’s perfect,” Stiles whispers back. Because it it. Everything is. 

All you hear is emptiness and noise

Hanging on the fall of a coin

Whatever you choose, I’ll be with you

Around them, their friends and family watch them sway together. John is proud of his son, and so damn happy that he found someone that can make him feel truly alive. Despite the years of violence and danger that brought Derek and Stiles together, John knows with one hundred percent certainty that Derek will never let anything bad happen to Stiles. And that, coupled with the fact that they look at each other in the same way that John remembers looking at Claudia, is all that John has ever wanted. 

Beside him, Melissa wipes her eyes. Later, she’ll join Stiles on the dance floor for his mother-son dance. Even though she isn’t his biological mom, Melissa has always been there for him and he’s happy to share the moment with her in Claudia’s place. Derek won’t have a mother-son dance (though Melissa offered to be his stand-in too), but he will dance with Cora to his mother’s favorite song, and that will be enough. 

For now though, the moment belongs to Stiles and Derek. Stiles can’t stop smiling as he looks into Derek’s eyes. Gods, he didn’t know that it was possible to feel so warm. When he had asked Derek out two years earlier, he had expected to get shot down. Even with Kira’s assurance that Derek liked him and Lydia’s confidence that it would work out, Stiles thought that he didn’t have a chance. Instead, Derek ducked his head down to his chest to hide his smile in an act of shyness that Stiles wasn’t used to from him, and then he said yes. It was such a shock to Stiles that he stared at him for a full minute before asking if he was sure. And then Derek had rolled his eyes in a familiar way and that was that.

It wasn’t easy. Stiles isn’t sure that love is supposed to be even without werewolves and danger and near-death experiences. But they grew together, and by the time Beacon Hills finally calmed down enough that everyone in the pack could breathe without being concerned that their next breath might be their last, the bond between Derek and Stiles was unshakable. That being said, Stiles was still surprised when Derek got down on one knee one day after a normal dinner and pulled out a ring. It wasn’t a romantic setting in the least (Stiles was wearing a shirt with a stain on it for the Gods’ sake), but it was perfect for them: a little messy but filled with only the best intentions. Stiles said yes, and Derek asked if he was sure, and that was that. He never really expected a wedding, but he’s so glad that he let his dad talk him into one. Because swaying in Derek’s arms is something that he thinks he could probably do forever.

Hope in your tired eyes

Fight against the tide

Let it rise and fall and I’ll be here by your side

All I want to say is we’ll be okay

‘Cause we’ll hold it together, hold on together

“I love you,” Derek breathes. His voice is filled with awe and an overwhelming fondness that makes Stiles beam. 

“I love you more,” Stiles says, just to be a little shit. Instead of taking the bait and arguing with him like he has a thousand times before, Derek’s eyes flare blue. 

“I love you more than the moon.”

The words are said so honestly that Stiles actually chokes a little. Off to the side of the dance floor, Erica coos at them and Cora says ‘gross,’ even though it she sounds a little choked up too. 

Derek pays them no mind; he has eyes only for Stiles. “Alright,” Stiles sniffles, “you win this round.” Prodding gently at Derek’s chest, he smirks. “But don’t get used to it. Give me a little while and I’ll think of a clever comeback.”

Derek’s smile could light up the world. “I have no doubt about that, Husband.”

Husband. They’re married. Stiles gets to have Derek forever. He beams, then tucks his head down against Derek’s chest, letting the music and the pure feeling of the moment sweep him up. This is his forever, and it’s perfect.

Don’t lose your faith

It’s all just heads and tails

We’ll turn and face whatever comes our way

[oceanvs]

FBIS → wedding ( part 9 / 10 ) 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 made for @sterekiseternal

[annoyinglycute]

Spring wedding! With the cherry blossoms falling gentle! Romance in spring kills me!!

[imagine-sterek]

Imagine Scott not knowing sterek is together until it’s their wedding day and officiator is already like you may kiss your groom. And it doesn’t even sink in until they’re at the reception and stiles and Derek are having their first dance as a married couple.

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

Derek is a waiter at his uncle Peter's Italian restaurant. He feels trapped and wants to live his own life. He eventually get a job at a bookstore. There he meets Stiles, the coffee shop barista. He starts sneaking out of the house to meet him. Eventually they get caught. Derek is a werewolf, Stiles is human and when a proposal pops up, both families have their own versions of how the wedding should be. Derek's family is huge (fire never happened) and Stiles's is small (only his opinionated dad)

Oh my gosh yes.

Stiles and Derek spend countless nights sitting up, trying to figure out a way that they can keep the peace between their families. Stiles suggests two weddings, but he can’t figure out how that would work. 

The stress wears out Derek and he tells his family that it’s his and Stiles’ special day and a wedding is meant to be a union of two families, not the separation of them. He threatens that if they don’t work out how to compromise he and Stiles are going to run away and elope.

Very quickly, their families learn how to compromise and the wedding is perfect.