#sterekvalentineweek2023

[sugareey-makes-stuff]

Well, heyyy! First Sterek art of the year, this time for @sterekvalentineweek! I haven’t made art in a while, and I’ve been heads down in a lot of writing (for both work and fic, so yeah, a lot of words). Then, I looked at an WIP art piece I had in my queue yesterday, and the idea struck me to make some Movie Fix-It art with a drabble to change things up and get into another headspace. I also wanted something nice to treat myself and others, so yeah, this is 100% self-indulgent. 24 hours later, I present some romantic Sterek fluff to you. Just imagine Derek filling pages of a journal trying to document his process to make the Jeep good as new again. And Stiles seeing this for the first time? So many feels! Inspired by the prompts “confession” and “rose” (the latter influencing the color palette and vibes). Cheers, and hope you enjoy! Happy Valentine’s Day, and spread all the Sterek love! <3 Title: Memories Bring Back You  (<- on AO3) Rating: G WC: 200 (w/ art) Tags: Reading, Reunions, Bonding, Developing Relationship, Getting Back Together, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing, Valentine's Day, Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Romantic Fluff, Diary/Journal, Love Confessions, Mixed Media, Digital Art, Double Drabble Summary: It’s surreal to see Stiles flipping through the pages of his precious journal, soaking in every single word and drawing he’s documented over the years. “You’re a dumbass, Derek,” Stiles declares plainly. [Or: Derek tells Stiles how he really feels about him after all these years apart from each other. Because it's written down on paper now, and it's about damn time.]

[sterekvalentineweek]

❤️Sterek Valentine Week 2023❤️

5th Year Anniversary!

Regardless of your current relationship status, Valentine’s Day will be here soon. So let’s get creative and celebrate together for the fifth year in a row!

Sterek Valentine Week is an event that celebrates the eternal love between Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski, characters from Teen Wolf. This event runs through the week before Valentine’s Day (February 8th - February 14th). Each day has a “Valentine’s Day/Love” prompt assigned to it:

Sterek Valentine Week 2023

(Wednesday) February 8th - Wine 
(Thursday) February 9th - Scent
(Friday) February 10th - Velvet 
(Saturday) February 11th - Confession
(Sunday) February 12th - Lick
(Monday) February 13th - Rose
(Tuesday) February 14th - Honeymoon

How to participate:

All you have to do is examine the prompt list, and create a work/s that corresponds with your chosen prompt.

There’s no need to sign up!

All forms of fan work are acceptable (fic, art, edits, gifs sets, mood boards, vids, playlists etc).

Remember: Tag your work with our event’s tag, use trigger warnings and, tag for mature content if applicable.

#sterekvalentineweek2023

How to post:

Publish and tag your work on your own tumblr and I will reblog it.

If by end of day, you don’t see your post reblogged on the event’s tumblr, feel free to send me a message with the link!

Or post your work to our collection on Archive of Our Own.

Event Tag: #sterekvalentineweek2023

Ao3 Link: Sterek_Valentine_Week (HERE)

Timing:

For this event, late posting is ALWAYS welcome. The only rule is to not post your work too early. And this is just so we can space out the entries. If the date assigned to your prompt has passed, you are free to publish your work any day after.

I’ll be keeping tack of the tag, checking the blog, and watching Ao3 for new entries until about April.

Final note:

Feel free to ask questions! You can contact me via tumblr ask or message.

Now let’s have our best year yet! Happy Sterek Valentine Week 2023!

Please share the love and reblog/share this post so no one misses out. Thanks! ❤️❤️❤️

[one-fandom-became-all-fandoms]

Written for @sterekvalentineweek​​​ theme Lick.

Summary: Derek was a weird kid. He tried not to become a weird adult, but things never go as planned. Stiles helps him through his insecurities.

It was a weird habit to get into. Not at first, though.

At first, the habit could be passed off as childish tempers getting the better of childish kids. Petty actions that seemed justifiable due to unlawful wrongdoing or mismanaged belongings. A way to stake a claim on something someone at some point unreasonably believed to be theirs.

That was how the licking started: harmless. Childish, but normal.

But then it evolved. In so many ways, the licking evolved.

Keep reading

[viperwrites]

for the Sterek Valentine Week 2023!!

(Sunday) February 12th - Lick

Mpreg, Domestic Fluff

Derek licks his jaw lovingly as Stiles leans back into the wolf’s warmth. Sometimes when everything is calm, Derek likes to full shift and just lounge around. He’s been doing it in the bedroom more often though, and Stiles knows it’s to lure him into resting. It works nine out of ten times; Derek is gorgeous and his wolf form is majestic, but sometimes, like now, Stiles feels too jittery to sit down right away, so they compromise beforehand.

[cattatonically]

Want You Bad - Day 5

This is part of a series for #sterekvalentineweek - I would suggest reading them in order.

What you can generally expect - hilarity, chaos, mishaps, slow burn, strong language, and vague descriptions of some minor criminal activity.

I hope you have as much fun on this adventure as I did!

Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 Day 4

It was Stiles’ usual night out with his friends. They were at their usual bar, and, of course, discussing his latest case - or, as many of the details that he could legally share.

Danny was laughing at his anecdotes, and adding his own. Erica and Boyd were snuggled up and being snarky. Isaac was making quips at Stiles’ expense. Jackson was reminding, for the millionth time, that he would absolutely not bail Stiles out of jail. Peter and Kira were commiserating about Stiles being their biggest headache, and the drinks were flowing freely. All in all, Stiles was having a really great night!

And really, he could only blame the six beers he’d had for what happened next. And the fact that he had not been thinking at all in that moment.

One minute, he was laughing at something Isaac had said, leaning into Danny for support, and the next, his vision had honed in on Derek and Jordan standing at the bar, laughing to themselves.

It looked like Jordan had his hand on Derek’s arm. They were standing way too close to each other for Stiles’ liking. And then, Stiles was standing from his table, and walking right on over to them.

Sliding right in next to Derek, before Stiles could even realize what he was doing, he leaned up and licked Derek right across the cheek. Then, he turned and stared Jordan down. And Jordan? Well. He just burst out laughing. And that’s when it all hit Stiles.

“Uh…” he said eloquently.

“What the hell?” Derek asked. And all Stiles could do was blink up at him as Derek grabbed a napkin from the bar and wiped his cheek.

“Um. Oops?”

“Oops? Stiles, how the hell is licking me an ‘oops’ situation?” Jordan had calmed his laughter down by now, sort of, and addressed Stiles himself.

“Oh my god, chill out. He’s yours, Stiles. Absolutely yours,” Jordan emphasized, glancing at Derek, who glared right back at Jordan.

“I am not his, Jordan.”

“He licked you. So you’re his,” Jordan said through another fit of giggles. Derek sighed.

“Jordan, you are 35 years old. How are as mature as a 12-year-old?”

“The Stilinski Effect, most likely.”

“Wait,” Stiles said, brain finally coming back online. “Which Stilinski?”

“Yes,” was all Jordan said, with a sombre nod. “Anyway, have a great rest of your night, Stiles.” Then he grabbed the drinks that had been put in front of him, and walked away to a different table, Derek following along.

On slightly shaky legs, Stiles wandered back to his own table, and collapsed next to Danny in a heap.

“Stiles. I know I have given you a lot of flak for how you’ve gone about courting my nephew. But that. That was truly a masterclass in disaster.” Peter was grinning at him like the cat that caught the canary. All Stiles could do was sigh as the others burst out laughing.

[one-fandom-became-all-fandoms]

Written for @sterekvalentineweek​​​​​ theme Honeymoon.

Summary: Their honeymoon doesn't go as planned. Much to Stiles's liking—it goes way better than planned.

It’s been great once again participating in this year’s Sterek Valentine Week! Hope everyone’s had a blast either reading, writing or artworking for this event. See y’all next year!

Stiles didn't know if it would be amazing or horrific. The not knowing was what killed him more than the fact that he was twenty-three and still a virgin.

Well, 'virgin' heavily depended on what societal norm you followed.

He and Derek had fooled around plenty since getting together two years prior. Most kinks were already flushed out, boundaries drawn as lines in their sandbox. Knew what to expect when Derek and sex and orgasms were on the table.

But Derek and penetrative sex and husband had never been on the table before. It only entered the same room as the table two days ago.

As it stood, Stiles was in Cabo on his honeymoon both dreading and anticipating the moment where Derek started something Stiles wasn't sure he could finish.

Keep reading

[one-fandom-became-all-fandoms]

Never Judge a Cook by Their Baking Skills

Written for @sterekvalentineweek​ theme Velvet.

Summary: Expectations are a dangerous thing—especially when it pertains to Stiles and Derek.

The food.

It was the one thing Stiles couldn't talk about enough. People always asked him, "What's it like—marrying a pastry chef?" And he never answered with, "Breakfast in bed," or "He makes all of our meals," or his personal favorite people expected, "I gained ten pounds!" No, Stiles couldn't mention Derek's cooking enough.

Because it sucked ass.

Cakes, crisps, cookies, brownies, macaroons, cupcakes, donuts and truffles, Derek perfected. His pastry skills were top-notch, best-in-the-biz-grade weapons he whipped out whenever he needed to impress people. Derek's cooking skills, though.

Those were shit.

Derek was not the chef of the family, for as much as everyone believed he was. No, that position belonged to Stiles—skinny, defenseless, Stiles. The generally-chaotic, disorganized mess of a man with little attention span and even littler sense of time.

Yet when he was in the kitchen, Stiles became a man of legend.

From breakfast to lunch and dinner, Stiles cooked all of the Stilinski-Hale family's meals. Trashy takeout wasn't an option—no matter how fast their metabolisms were.

"Your body is a temple," Stiles would remind his husband whenever it came to sampling the heathen's creations. He limited them to one new recipe a month to sample until perfection. Anything beyond this was just filling their tanks with sluggish junk food—even if Derek happened to make a somewhat-healthy confection.

Stiles was the chef. It was not a well-known fact that the man served his husband of four years breakfast in bed every Valentine's Day since their initial canoodling. Derek liked to keep it that way, so Stiles entertained his love.

When he griddled that day's meals in nothing but red velvet batter, Derek couldn't complain. Red velvet pancakes, waffles or macaroons were better than the burnt monstrosity Derek would've made otherwise.

The subtle teasing reminder that Derek couldn't actually cook only came once a year, so the pastry chef endured.

Plus, Stiles always managed to make it up to him by being extra affectionate on Valentine's Day, so.

It was a win-win.

[viperwrites]

for the Sterek Valentine Week 2023!!

(Monday) February 13th - Rose

Marriage Proposal

Stiles pulls out the old velvet box shaped like a rose, lays it on the pillow right in front of Derek’s still closed eyes, and waits.