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spikecentricTitle: ⟫ 67 Hours
Fandom: ⟫ Teen Wolf
Prompts:⟫ 1 Million Words on Livejournal ⟫ 67 Hours Challenge
Author: ⟫skargasm
Rating: ⟫ Varies
Pairing(s): ⟫ Various - Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Kira Yukimura, Jackson Whittemore/Isaac Lahey plus others
Genre: ⟫ AU
Parts: ⟫ 67
Beta(s): ⟫ Unbeta’d but spellchecked/grammar by Grammarly
Banner : ⟫skargasm
Disclaimer: ⟫ Characters are not mine!
Summary: ⟫ Based on prompts from 1 million words over on Livejournal: We have 67 hours left until 2020 is gone from everywhere on the planet. 100 words for each of the next 67 prompts!
1.Distant
She had always thought of him as slightly – well, distant. She wouldn’t say that he didn’t like her – just that he never really seemed to have anything to say to her. When things went to hell in a handbasket and he saved her life – risking his own in the process – she accepted that he might realise she existed. And then, one night, when it looked like all was lost and he told her how he truly felt about her – their kiss bridged the distance between them like nothing else in the world would ever matter again. No more distance.
2.News
Of course Peter found it incredibly funny – he had a sick sense of humour like that! Stiles was the one left to explain to Scott that when two people liked each other – like that – that sometimes it didn’t matter what sex they were. It was about who they were as a person.
Their relationship wasn’t news to anyone else – they had all read the signs, heard the banter, laid bets on when not if. But leave it to Scott to make Stiles have the world’s most awkward bees and the bees talk! It was worse than having to tell his Dad!
3.Fun
It was all fun and games until someone got paralysed by accident and Derek was left babysitting a sulking kanima and his victim.
Derek glared at Jackson, vibrating with his unhappiness with the entire situation. But Jackson was paying him no attention whatsoever. He was sat with Isaac’s head in his lap, his insults sounding more and more like endearments and reassurances as time went by and the beta didn’t awaken. Derek realised if this hadn’t happened, he would never have found out just how the arrogant young man really felt about Isaac.
He preferred murder and mayhem to this!
4.Letter
Lydia’s hand trembled as she held the letter, unable to bring herself to open it.
“You know what it’s going to say – we all know what it’s going to say,” Erica said, nudging Lydia’s elbow. “Just open it so we can celebrate already.”
“But – what if it isn’t that? What if I haven’t won?” Erica gave a laugh – a true laugh that made her eyes crinkle at the edges and her entire face come alive. Enraptured as always by the way her lover looked when she was happy, Lydia opened the envelope and read: Congratulations on winning the Fields Medal!
5.Parameter
“Do you think you can stick to this? Because if you can’t – “
“Stiles – will you please just go? You’re gonna be late and you know how Peter gets about flying!” Noah said, scowling at his son.
“Dad – for the last time, I am not leaving you if I can’t trust you with this! Just because I’m going on vacation with Peter doesn’t mean that you get to ruin your diet! Now – can you accept the parameters in the power-point presentation I gave you or do I need to call in Melissa?”
“You do know that I’m the parent, right?”
6.Overall
“Well, overall, I think that went really well,” Malia said, smiling at Scott. He was staring at her, his mouth open, his expression one of shock. “What?”
“Malia – you told them if they didn’t like the terms of the treaty and chose to break them that you’d hunt them down and eat them!” Scott exclaimed.
“Well, I didn’t mean literally! Stiles told me I needed to be firm but fair. I think it was more than fair that I was offering them a head-start.” She patted Scott’s shoulder. “This is why you need me as your enforcer – you’re too soft!”
7.Trade
“That’s not a fair trade,” Stiles said, eyeing Peter with a jaundiced eye.
“Whatever do you mean?” Peter waved his sock in Stiles’ direction. “I lost an item of clothing – a sock is an item of clothing.”
“Peter – the last game I lost, I had to remove my pants – I am down to just my boxers while you sit there almost fully dressed! Are you so determined to win that you’re not getting the point of this?” Stiles crawled over the table and planted himself in Peter’s lap. “We are playing strip poker – the idea is to get naked – quickly!”
8.Cafe
“This is not a cafe AU story, and we are not in a work of fiction! I am not going in there and asking him for his number in a clumsy fashion just to furnish your fantasies!” Derek protested, pushing Erica away.
“But Derek!” she whined. “This is the perfect opportunity! He loves that cheesy shit – I guarantee you – he’ll be eating out of your hand!”
Derek looked through the coffee-shop window at Isaac working behind the counter, wondering if he was really considering his beta’s suggestion. Giving a heavy sigh, he reluctantly turned back to the grinning girl.
“Fine!”
9.Publicity
“Peter – contrary to your opinion, not all publicity is good publicity!” Shoving the newspaper in his direction, Talia put her hands on her hips and awaited her brother’s response to the article.
Peter read the page swiftly, a grin crossing his face.
“They managed to get my good side for the picture at least,” he said, handing it back to her.
“That’s all you have to say? They caught you and Stiles half naked in the bathroom at the auction! Couldn’t you wait until you got home?”
“At least we were only half-naked – Stiles wanted all of my clothes off!”
10.Stop
The sound of Peter’s ring-tone was loud in the quiet of the bedroom and Stiles groaned, grabbing Peter’s hair as he emerged from beneath the sheets.
“I swear to God, if you stop now I will neuter you!”
“But Stiles – “
“NO! I don’t care what kind of emergency it is – this is an emergency! Peter – we haven’t had sex in so long, I’ve forgotten what your dick looks like! And if you answer that call now, I guarantee you won’t get to see mine again for the next millennium!”
Peter merely grinned and lowered his head beneath the sheets.
11.Environment
“I’m really not sure this is the right environment for Liam to be in,” Mrs Dunbar said, looking around. Talia gave a heavy sigh, seeing her pack through a stranger’s eyes. Derek was wrestling with Peter; Laura was chasing a screaming Cora; Scott was wide-eyed listening to Stiles’ latest tall tale; and Boyd and Erica were making out with little regard to a potential audience.
“I promise you, Mrs Dunbar, despite appearances, we really are quite respectable,” she said, ducking as Cora threw her shoe and it ricocheted over her head towards the house. “I’ll see you out,” she said.
12.Attract
“Is this how you normally attract an Emissary to work with you?” Stiles asked, running his hand up and down Peter’s sides.
“No – I’ve never tried this way before. Admittedly, the last candidate was a truly horrific-looking darach who tried to seduce my nephew with magic and we ended up slitting her throat and sacrificing her to the Nemeton,” Peter replied, rolling Stiles over onto his back and leaning over him. “I find I much prefer this method of interviewing candidates. Why – do you have a problem?”
Stiles grinned and pulled Peter’s head down towards his. “Hell no – interview away!”
13.Cooperation
“Liam – I’m not sure I would class this as giving your full cooperation,” Scott complained, pushing his beta to one side.
“What? I said I’d help get Theo back to your place in one piece – I didn’t say he’d be comfortable!” Liam protested, standing aside as Scott opened the trunk and looked into the car. Theo was unconscious and it looked like Liam hadn’t even attempted to make him vaguely comfortable.
Scott sighed and reached into the trunk to pull out the limp form.
“Now I know why Stiles says you two should just fuck and get it over with!”
14.Desire
“Stiles – I have absolutely NO desire to know these details of you and Peter’s love life!” Scott protested, covering his ears with his hands and walking away.
“But – you’re my best friend in the whole world! Who else can I go to for this kind of advice!” Stiles replied, trailing behind Scott holding up his jeans. “Besides, you owe me after everything I listened to about you and Allison!”
“That was different – I wasn’t asking your advice on what kind of lingerie to wear for her!”
“Just one look – to let me know if they make my ass look big!”
15.Evoke
“I’m not sure what exactly you’re trying to evoke but – “
“Oh come on! This is just a bit of fun – look, it’s Halloween, no one will look twice at you!” Stiles argued, tying a huge bow on his red cape. He thought he looked quite fetching in his Little Red Riding Hood outfit, and Peter’s expression said he agreed.
“And what if I don’t wish to turn part of my nature into a trick for Halloween?” Peter said archly, appearing behind Stiles.
“How about I keep the outfit on when we get back from Trick or Treating?” Stiles offered.
16.Lace
“It’s antique lace – passed down from generation to generation,” Derek explained, handing the veil carefully over to Kira.
“It’s beautiful but – “
“I think my Mother would have liked you to have it. I can’t imagine anything that would make her happier than knowing that I’ve found someone who makes me feel the way you do,” Derek interrupted, trying to articulate his feelings. “It was in the family vault for safe-keeping. I would be honoured if you would wear this when you become my wife,” he finished.
“I promise to handle it with care and reverence,” Kira replied, smiling softly.
17.Inflate
Ethan lay panting, chest heaving, sweat cooling on his body. He watched as Jackson got up from the bed and left the room, returning shortly with two bottles of water. He silently offered one to Ethan, an arrogant smirk on his face.
“What?” Jackson said when Ethan gave him a look.
“Nothing! It’s not like you need anything more to inflate that ego of yours!” he replied.
“It’s not my ego I want you to inflate!” Jackson fired back, sliding into the bed and straddling Ethan’s body. “But I’ll take that as the compliment it was obviously intended to be!”
18.Separation
“For God’s sake, it’s a weekend – we’re not going on a quest to Mordor!” Stiles griped, folding his arms over his chest and watching as Scott and Allison said their goodbyes.
Again.
“I think it’s kinda sweet,” replied Isaac, smirking in Stiles’ direction. “They remind me of a couple of puppies meeting in the park and making instant friends!” Stiles turned and gave Isaac a dark look. “What?”
“Just – what kind of analogy is that? I’m more used to you going grr argh, claws, kill!”
“Shut the fuck up – I can say nice things if I want to!”
“Dick!”
“Douche!”
19.Shave
“NOOO!! I like the beard – I like the beard burn on my thighs – I adore the goatee – you cannot shave it off!” Stiles hung off of Peter’s shoulders dramatically, wrestling him for the razor.
“Stiles – really? It’s not like your bum-fluff – it’ll grow back in a matter of days!”
“Bum-fluff? I’ll have you know, I can grow a manly, mountain-man beard anytime I want to!” Stiles protested.
“Who are you kidding? Erica can grow more hair on her legs than you can grow on your face!”
“Just for that, I hope you slip and slit your throat!”
“Love you too!”
20.Improvement
”I’m sorry, Sheriff – there’s been absolutely no improvement.” Noah nodded at the doctor, not taking his eyes off his son. Or what was left with his son.
What he had always been terrified of had come to pass. Stiles had run with the wolves one time too many and was now paying the price. Wounds a wolf would have shaken off and now hope was fading.
“I hate to bring this up, but Stiles carried a donor card – “ The Doctor’s voice petered off at the look Noah gave him. “I’ll come back and talk to you about that later.”
PART II
Fandom: ⟫ Teen Wolf
Prompts:⟫ 1 Million Words on Livejournal ⟫ 67 Hours Challenge
Author: ⟫
skargasm Rating: ⟫ Varies
Pairing(s): ⟫ Various - Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Kira Yukimura, Jackson Whittemore/Isaac Lahey plus others
Genre: ⟫ AU
Parts: ⟫ 67
Beta(s): ⟫ Unbeta’d but spellchecked/grammar by Grammarly
Banner : ⟫
skargasm Disclaimer: ⟫ Characters are not mine!
Summary: ⟫ Based on prompts from 1 million words over on Livejournal: We have 67 hours left until 2020 is gone from everywhere on the planet. 100 words for each of the next 67 prompts!
1.Distant
She had always thought of him as slightly – well, distant. She wouldn’t say that he didn’t like her – just that he never really seemed to have anything to say to her. When things went to hell in a handbasket and he saved her life – risking his own in the process – she accepted that he might realise she existed. And then, one night, when it looked like all was lost and he told her how he truly felt about her – their kiss bridged the distance between them like nothing else in the world would ever matter again. No more distance.
2.News
Of course Peter found it incredibly funny – he had a sick sense of humour like that! Stiles was the one left to explain to Scott that when two people liked each other – like that – that sometimes it didn’t matter what sex they were. It was about who they were as a person.
Their relationship wasn’t news to anyone else – they had all read the signs, heard the banter, laid bets on when not if. But leave it to Scott to make Stiles have the world’s most awkward bees and the bees talk! It was worse than having to tell his Dad!
3.Fun
It was all fun and games until someone got paralysed by accident and Derek was left babysitting a sulking kanima and his victim.
Derek glared at Jackson, vibrating with his unhappiness with the entire situation. But Jackson was paying him no attention whatsoever. He was sat with Isaac’s head in his lap, his insults sounding more and more like endearments and reassurances as time went by and the beta didn’t awaken. Derek realised if this hadn’t happened, he would never have found out just how the arrogant young man really felt about Isaac.
He preferred murder and mayhem to this!
4.Letter
Lydia’s hand trembled as she held the letter, unable to bring herself to open it.
“You know what it’s going to say – we all know what it’s going to say,” Erica said, nudging Lydia’s elbow. “Just open it so we can celebrate already.”
“But – what if it isn’t that? What if I haven’t won?” Erica gave a laugh – a true laugh that made her eyes crinkle at the edges and her entire face come alive. Enraptured as always by the way her lover looked when she was happy, Lydia opened the envelope and read: Congratulations on winning the Fields Medal!
5.Parameter
“Do you think you can stick to this? Because if you can’t – “
“Stiles – will you please just go? You’re gonna be late and you know how Peter gets about flying!” Noah said, scowling at his son.
“Dad – for the last time, I am not leaving you if I can’t trust you with this! Just because I’m going on vacation with Peter doesn’t mean that you get to ruin your diet! Now – can you accept the parameters in the power-point presentation I gave you or do I need to call in Melissa?”
“You do know that I’m the parent, right?”
6.Overall
“Well, overall, I think that went really well,” Malia said, smiling at Scott. He was staring at her, his mouth open, his expression one of shock. “What?”
“Malia – you told them if they didn’t like the terms of the treaty and chose to break them that you’d hunt them down and eat them!” Scott exclaimed.
“Well, I didn’t mean literally! Stiles told me I needed to be firm but fair. I think it was more than fair that I was offering them a head-start.” She patted Scott’s shoulder. “This is why you need me as your enforcer – you’re too soft!”
7.Trade
“That’s not a fair trade,” Stiles said, eyeing Peter with a jaundiced eye.
“Whatever do you mean?” Peter waved his sock in Stiles’ direction. “I lost an item of clothing – a sock is an item of clothing.”
“Peter – the last game I lost, I had to remove my pants – I am down to just my boxers while you sit there almost fully dressed! Are you so determined to win that you’re not getting the point of this?” Stiles crawled over the table and planted himself in Peter’s lap. “We are playing strip poker – the idea is to get naked – quickly!”
8.Cafe
“This is not a cafe AU story, and we are not in a work of fiction! I am not going in there and asking him for his number in a clumsy fashion just to furnish your fantasies!” Derek protested, pushing Erica away.
“But Derek!” she whined. “This is the perfect opportunity! He loves that cheesy shit – I guarantee you – he’ll be eating out of your hand!”
Derek looked through the coffee-shop window at Isaac working behind the counter, wondering if he was really considering his beta’s suggestion. Giving a heavy sigh, he reluctantly turned back to the grinning girl.
“Fine!”
9.Publicity
“Peter – contrary to your opinion, not all publicity is good publicity!” Shoving the newspaper in his direction, Talia put her hands on her hips and awaited her brother’s response to the article.
Peter read the page swiftly, a grin crossing his face.
“They managed to get my good side for the picture at least,” he said, handing it back to her.
“That’s all you have to say? They caught you and Stiles half naked in the bathroom at the auction! Couldn’t you wait until you got home?”
“At least we were only half-naked – Stiles wanted all of my clothes off!”
10.Stop
The sound of Peter’s ring-tone was loud in the quiet of the bedroom and Stiles groaned, grabbing Peter’s hair as he emerged from beneath the sheets.
“I swear to God, if you stop now I will neuter you!”
“But Stiles – “
“NO! I don’t care what kind of emergency it is – this is an emergency! Peter – we haven’t had sex in so long, I’ve forgotten what your dick looks like! And if you answer that call now, I guarantee you won’t get to see mine again for the next millennium!”
Peter merely grinned and lowered his head beneath the sheets.
11.Environment
“I’m really not sure this is the right environment for Liam to be in,” Mrs Dunbar said, looking around. Talia gave a heavy sigh, seeing her pack through a stranger’s eyes. Derek was wrestling with Peter; Laura was chasing a screaming Cora; Scott was wide-eyed listening to Stiles’ latest tall tale; and Boyd and Erica were making out with little regard to a potential audience.
“I promise you, Mrs Dunbar, despite appearances, we really are quite respectable,” she said, ducking as Cora threw her shoe and it ricocheted over her head towards the house. “I’ll see you out,” she said.
12.Attract
“Is this how you normally attract an Emissary to work with you?” Stiles asked, running his hand up and down Peter’s sides.
“No – I’ve never tried this way before. Admittedly, the last candidate was a truly horrific-looking darach who tried to seduce my nephew with magic and we ended up slitting her throat and sacrificing her to the Nemeton,” Peter replied, rolling Stiles over onto his back and leaning over him. “I find I much prefer this method of interviewing candidates. Why – do you have a problem?”
Stiles grinned and pulled Peter’s head down towards his. “Hell no – interview away!”
13.Cooperation
“Liam – I’m not sure I would class this as giving your full cooperation,” Scott complained, pushing his beta to one side.
“What? I said I’d help get Theo back to your place in one piece – I didn’t say he’d be comfortable!” Liam protested, standing aside as Scott opened the trunk and looked into the car. Theo was unconscious and it looked like Liam hadn’t even attempted to make him vaguely comfortable.
Scott sighed and reached into the trunk to pull out the limp form.
“Now I know why Stiles says you two should just fuck and get it over with!”
14.Desire
“Stiles – I have absolutely NO desire to know these details of you and Peter’s love life!” Scott protested, covering his ears with his hands and walking away.
“But – you’re my best friend in the whole world! Who else can I go to for this kind of advice!” Stiles replied, trailing behind Scott holding up his jeans. “Besides, you owe me after everything I listened to about you and Allison!”
“That was different – I wasn’t asking your advice on what kind of lingerie to wear for her!”
“Just one look – to let me know if they make my ass look big!”
15.Evoke
“I’m not sure what exactly you’re trying to evoke but – “
“Oh come on! This is just a bit of fun – look, it’s Halloween, no one will look twice at you!” Stiles argued, tying a huge bow on his red cape. He thought he looked quite fetching in his Little Red Riding Hood outfit, and Peter’s expression said he agreed.
“And what if I don’t wish to turn part of my nature into a trick for Halloween?” Peter said archly, appearing behind Stiles.
“How about I keep the outfit on when we get back from Trick or Treating?” Stiles offered.
16.Lace
“It’s antique lace – passed down from generation to generation,” Derek explained, handing the veil carefully over to Kira.
“It’s beautiful but – “
“I think my Mother would have liked you to have it. I can’t imagine anything that would make her happier than knowing that I’ve found someone who makes me feel the way you do,” Derek interrupted, trying to articulate his feelings. “It was in the family vault for safe-keeping. I would be honoured if you would wear this when you become my wife,” he finished.
“I promise to handle it with care and reverence,” Kira replied, smiling softly.
17.Inflate
Ethan lay panting, chest heaving, sweat cooling on his body. He watched as Jackson got up from the bed and left the room, returning shortly with two bottles of water. He silently offered one to Ethan, an arrogant smirk on his face.
“What?” Jackson said when Ethan gave him a look.
“Nothing! It’s not like you need anything more to inflate that ego of yours!” he replied.
“It’s not my ego I want you to inflate!” Jackson fired back, sliding into the bed and straddling Ethan’s body. “But I’ll take that as the compliment it was obviously intended to be!”
18.Separation
“For God’s sake, it’s a weekend – we’re not going on a quest to Mordor!” Stiles griped, folding his arms over his chest and watching as Scott and Allison said their goodbyes.
Again.
“I think it’s kinda sweet,” replied Isaac, smirking in Stiles’ direction. “They remind me of a couple of puppies meeting in the park and making instant friends!” Stiles turned and gave Isaac a dark look. “What?”
“Just – what kind of analogy is that? I’m more used to you going grr argh, claws, kill!”
“Shut the fuck up – I can say nice things if I want to!”
“Dick!”
“Douche!”
19.Shave
“NOOO!! I like the beard – I like the beard burn on my thighs – I adore the goatee – you cannot shave it off!” Stiles hung off of Peter’s shoulders dramatically, wrestling him for the razor.
“Stiles – really? It’s not like your bum-fluff – it’ll grow back in a matter of days!”
“Bum-fluff? I’ll have you know, I can grow a manly, mountain-man beard anytime I want to!” Stiles protested.
“Who are you kidding? Erica can grow more hair on her legs than you can grow on your face!”
“Just for that, I hope you slip and slit your throat!”
“Love you too!”
20.Improvement
”I’m sorry, Sheriff – there’s been absolutely no improvement.” Noah nodded at the doctor, not taking his eyes off his son. Or what was left with his son.
What he had always been terrified of had come to pass. Stiles had run with the wolves one time too many and was now paying the price. Wounds a wolf would have shaken off and now hope was fading.
“I hate to bring this up, but Stiles carried a donor card – “ The Doctor’s voice petered off at the look Noah gave him. “I’ll come back and talk to you about that later.”
