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Ficlet Challenge!
Hello all, and welcome to one of the first activities we'll be hosting without an episode of Teen Wolf to kee us occupied! Welcome probably isn't the word we should use, perhaps "join us in mourning" is a more appropriate phrase.
Today's activity is a ficlet challenge!
Here's how it will go: for our ficlets we'll be using the random word generator! Click on the number three:
Post the three random words it gives you in the sujbect line of your comment. The person who fills must use those words! Example:

Please note that it is not a correct fill in the example, but just a way to show how those words could be used. The words will be supplied by person A, and as a reply person B will use them in a ficlet. The challenge is to get the words into a fic and have them make sense, which we realize might be kind of difficult for a drabble (100 words), so we changed it to ficlet - let's cap it at 500 words, the shorter the better. Multiple fills for the same words are allowed!
Have fun!
Test your skills, and pimp it out!

On a different note, we're only a few people away from 250, so how does everyone feel about a friending meme when we get there? Perhaps that can be next week, we're only 3 shy. :D

oh and haaai I'm a new mod (although I probably shouldn't be based on how many times I had to edit this damn post :X) *waves*

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strokeof_genie From: strokeof_genie Date: August 29th, 2011 11:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
failsapphire From: failsapphire Date: August 29th, 2011 11:17 pm (UTC) (Link)

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How you doin'? ;)
strokeof_genie From: strokeof_genie Date: August 29th, 2011 11:34 pm (UTC) (Link)

robot, young man, cape

lol this should be fun!
From: chocolate_jive Date: August 30th, 2011 03:59 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: robot, young man, cape

This is not a great fill. Also, I'm obsessed with Derek/Stiles. Sorry?

Stiles is sort of addicted to shirts with printing on them. And nobody ever minded that he likes batman and superman, or really, men in capes. His dad never wears anything but his uniform, and Scott is not exactly into fashion either, so how was Stiles to know that green shirts with a robot on it, that read "Exterminate! Exterminate!" aren't ~cool.

But then Derek has to borrow another one of his shirts, because he isn't able to keep blood off his own.

"Stiles, do you own anything that does not look like it's from the kid's section?"

Of course, ask a favor and then mock his style. Typical.

"It's for young men! Check your facts. Also, Doctor Who is cool. They have werewolfs on there, too, you know? But theirs are much fiercer--"

Obviously Derek doesn't like the assumption. He never returns the shirt, though.
certainthings From: certainthings Date: August 29th, 2011 11:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
Are we allowed to strongly suggest what sort of pairing we'd like for the three words?
strokeof_genie From: strokeof_genie Date: August 29th, 2011 11:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
Sure, why not?
and_the_damned From: and_the_damned Date: August 29th, 2011 11:45 pm (UTC) (Link)

ticket, spider, bead

I see potential here
strokeof_genie From: strokeof_genie Date: August 30th, 2011 12:15 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: ticket, spider, bead

"Your dad pulled me over today," Derek says, and unsympathetically watches as Stiles flails and falls to the ground, startled out of his computer chair. "I got a ticket."

"What the hell, man? I thought cats were supposed to be the sneaky ones," Stiles clutches his chest through his shirt dramatically, and Derek wants to bare his teeth at the boy. Then Derek notices the beads of sweat on his forehead, the way his chest is heaving a little too much to be from Derek scaring him, and looks up to Stiles' computer to see - a blank screen. The boy turned off his monitor. Derek inhales deeply, smelling the teen's arousal. He walks toward the boy on the floor, ignoring as Stiles continues to talk. "Oh my God, you're not here to extort money from me, you're going to kill me because my dad was doing his job, aren't you."

Stiles sounds so doomed, his flushed face paling, and that just won't do. Derek kneels next to the boy and lays a hand on his stomach, spidering out his fingers and pressing down as Stiles tries to scoot away. "Not going to kill you and I don't need your money, idiot. Taking my payment elsewhere," Derek says, and looks down at Stiles' hard dick.

"I am totally okay with that," Stiles says quickly, and Derek wonders what kind of porn the boy was looking at before he slides his hand lower.
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kermitfries00 From: kermitfries00 Date: August 29th, 2011 11:48 pm (UTC) (Link)

Value, song, ransom

Good luck with this
pyalgroundblz From: pyalgroundblz Date: August 30th, 2011 01:05 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Value, song, ransom

I tried reaaally hard not to make it Derek/Stiles, cuz I know that pairing gets plenty of love, but once the idea came I couldn't shake it...D:

"No ransom? None, at all?"



Aggravated silence.

"You have no idea what this is doing to my self-value. Like, really man. I feel like the equivalent of a pack of crackers. Not even good crackers. That flavor you leave in the box (you know the box, right? Multiple flavors?) while you eat all of the others, and you only find it two years later when you're moving the couch and you step on it."

The nameless hunter ignores him, but it's only a matter of time if he keeps talking like this and ah ha! See there, he's starting to twitch.

"And sometimes the pack busts and you get crumbs all over your feet and between your toes? I know dude, eew is right, and--hey? Really? C'mon, the fingers in the ears? What are you, four? Hey. HEY! I'll start singing that song again! I really will! I sang it for two hours straight once, when my friend wouldn't--"

And the lights go out with a movie sound effect type zzhayapp!!, followed by clangcrashbonkcrackbanggroan and then Derek's hands at his bonds.

No, Stiles can't suddenly see in the dark. He's just very familiar with those hands.

Stumbling out, down from the attic he'd been kept, he blinks cartoonishly at the flood of light and hangs from the shoulder of Derek's jacket.

"You okay?"

"Um. Yeah, I guess. I feel like a pack of crackers though. Not even the good kind--"

He suspects that Derek tunes him out after Yeah, but, whatever.
certainthings From: certainthings Date: August 29th, 2011 11:49 pm (UTC) (Link)

grass, star, kid

I kind of want this to be about Derek and Stiles, though to be fair I want all the fictions to be about Derek and Stiles.
From: chocolate_jive Date: August 30th, 2011 12:29 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: grass, star, kid

Don't be too hard on me? I usually don't write. Anything, ever.

He is an adult now, doing adult things. Maybe he has stopped being a kid when Scott first
turned. Stiles doesn't know why, but he feels responsible for everything.

But that doesn't matter now. His mind is numb and for once not turning in circles, with the
grass cold under his skin, and his T-shirt slowly getting wet from the dew as he's watching
the stars slowly disappear. It doesn't feel all that grown-up really, losing one's virginity in the
backyard. It probably isn't, but really? He doesn't care. Because Derek is like a big, cuddly
dog all wrapped around him, making it impossible to move, and his skin feels too hot where
it meets Derek's.
It's funny, really. He wonders if they would have done this earlier had Derek known that it
would shut him up.
chase_acow From: chase_acow Date: August 29th, 2011 11:57 pm (UTC) (Link)

screw oven compass

No really. Y'all this has potential. : )
strokeof_genie From: strokeof_genie Date: August 30th, 2011 02:15 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: screw oven compass

This is...kind of hilariously bad LOL.

They're standing next to a sign that says NO LIFEGUARD ON DUTY, and Stiles feels a keen sense of confusion. "It's like an oven out here," Stiles complains, and it's kind of just to see Derek's jaw clench as he grits his teeth. He knows that he shouldn't mess with the werewolf, but the way Derek's shoulders tense under his tee - he's long since stripped out of his leather jacket - and the way his arms flex as he folds his arms, well. Stiles can't help but screw with him. But he also has a pertinent question to ask. "Seriously, Derek, why are we here? Why did you shove me in your -" admittedly hot, Stiles omits from the sentence, "- car and drive seven hours?"

"Felt like it," is all Derek says, and walks around him, back up to the car. It's midday but the parking lot is pretty empty, and Stiles feels like a voyeur watching Derek lift himself up onto the hood of his car - oh my God - to pull off his shoes and socks. Derek is undressing, wearing only black cotton boxers.

They're at a beach, Derek is almost naked, and Stiles isn't sure he can follow the werewolf's lead because of the semi he's nursing in his jeans. When Derek pops the trunk of the car to put his stuff, that's when Stiles' mind catches up with his gaping, silent mouth. "So, um, I can totally put on your sunscreen, if you have any. Or sun tan oil. Do werewolves get sunburned? You better watch out, just in case. If you don't have any I bet we could bum some," Stiles offers, and knows that his moral compass is so far south, definitely further than they've traveled. He pulls off his own shirt as he catches Derek's fleeting smirk.
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thefrozenheart From: thefrozenheart Date: August 29th, 2011 11:58 pm (UTC) (Link)

seaweed socks trade

Hi puppies :D

RLP fics ared allowed?

A friending meme it's a great idea!

btw I was just pimping this ficlet at my lj and I noticed that the code has a few mistakes, just thought I should let you guys know ^^ I also did an image for it, just in case you guys want to use it ;)

Edited at 2011-08-30 12:16 am (UTC)
strokeof_genie From: strokeof_genie Date: August 30th, 2011 12:18 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: seaweed socks trade

Sure, RPF is allowed!

Yeah, we're working on fixing that, but I can't make the edit and her internet is being wonky. :(

Edited at 2011-08-30 12:30 am (UTC)
From: chocolate_jive Date: August 29th, 2011 11:58 pm (UTC) (Link)

cough medicine, mess, immigrant

Since I'm procrastinating like a pro right now and LJ is enabling. *yeay*

Stiles/Derek or Allison/Lydia? I'll take anything really, so if inspiration strikes you, write what you want :D
thefrozenheart From: thefrozenheart Date: August 30th, 2011 01:22 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: cough medicine, mess, immigrant

I don't write, because I'm not good at all and english is not my first language, so please be nice?

Lydia can't handle anymore, she needs to say something. She looks at Allison's nightstand and wonders why she has a cough medicine in there. Her eyes keep searching around the room, she is looking for courage.

She gets closer to Allison and hold her hand."I need to tell you something." She finally begins to say.
"Shiii!" Allison interrupts pressing her finger on Lydia's lips. "Please don't, you don't really wanna do this. Trust me."
"Yes I do." Lydia protests. Her heart racing even more with Allison's touch.
"Lydia, my life is a mess, my family... we're like freaking birds, always immigrating to survive." There's a mix of angry and fear on Allison's voice, fear that she may go way again, soon.
Without thinking Lydia pulls Allison in for a kiss. Allison grabs Lydia's waist in response, bringing her closer.
failsapphire From: failsapphire Date: August 30th, 2011 01:01 am (UTC) (Link)

bikini, Texas, pub

... and now I'm imagining Derek, Stiles, and Scott in bikinis. D:
fotoshop_cutout From: fotoshop_cutout Date: August 30th, 2011 03:57 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: bikini, Texas, pub

Men in bikinis is what you want? Men in bikinis is what you get!
Seriously, it wasn't his fault. The pub wouldn't let you in without a shirt on, and Derek thought it would be hilarious to buy him a bikini top. Since the swimsuit place was conveniently right next to the pub, he was stuck whining and following after his boyfriend, trying to prevent exactly this from happening. Derek had ignored all of his complaints and just bought the garishly orange bikini top anyway. He tossed it at Stiles as they were walking out the door of the shop.

"If you want food, you have to wear a shirt, Stiles." A ghost of a grin was dancing at the corners of his lips. Stiles wasn't as amused. He shook the garment in front of Derek's face.

"News flash, buddy: this isn't a shirt. Besides, it's your fault I don't have one. Who was it that ripped the one I had? Oh yeah, that was you." When that tactic didn't work, he started whining again, "Come on, Derek. This isn't funny."

Derek sighed and pointed to the shop across the way, even as Stiles was grudgingly strapping the top on him (it wasn't agreeing with him, so it was practically sideways on his chest). "There are always those, I suppose."

Stiles glanced and scoffed. "I think I'll stick with this, thanks."

Crop-top shirts with "I ♥ Texas" emblazoned on the front were worse than this, he figured. Derek reached over and tugged the straps that were haphazard on his chest, drawing him in for a kiss. Hot hands left searing trails all down his back and stomach and Stiles couldn't help but melt into it. Derek drifted back, straightening out the top with a smile on his face. "It doesn't look half-bad, you know."

Stiles glared at him, but even after enduring the stares, whispers and remarks in the tavern, he kept it at the bottom of his drawer to remind himself that one should not go on insane road trips with their sadist boyfriend.
oh god that was so much worse than I thought it would be.
krysykat From: krysykat Date: August 30th, 2011 01:15 am (UTC) (Link)

kennel, error, loom

Weird words, Derek/Stiles or Peter/Stiles if you can :)
fotoshop_cutout From: fotoshop_cutout Date: August 30th, 2011 04:40 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: kennel, error, loom

Okay, this might be terrible, I'm running on low sleep. x.x

Stiles had made a serious mistake. Call it a bad judgment call, an error or just lack of foresight, but what he had said was stupid. He regretted it immediately (and not just because he felt bad, but he was also scared out of his mind too now). He was sure he'd be dead in just a second, if Peter Hale's expression was anything to go by. But then, just for a moment, the alpha seemed to hold off from just wasting him--only to loom in close, their noses brushing as he narrowed his eyes. The hold on Stiles' collar wasn't tight enough to choke, but it wouldn't take much to make it that way. Stiles held his breath as Peter scowled. The alpha's voice was utterly calm when he spoke, and somehow that made it even more mind-numbingly scary.

"What was that, Stiles? Would you like to say it again to my face?"

Stiles shook his head frantically, but Peter wasn't having any of it. He gave a feral, lopsided grin, showing his elongated canines. Stiles swallowed thickly as his eyes darted from the teeth to the eyes oh thank god they were still blue and not red and back again. His voice raised an octave when he finally managed to speak.

"I-I said..." He didn't want to repeat it. He would end up with a hand through his stomach and his intestines ripped out, he was sure, "That maybe we should lock you in a k-kennel and leave you to r-rot."

The feral grin never left Peter's face as his hand rose up. Stiles struggled to not close his eyes, not wanting to be a coward even if he knew he was in for a terribly painful death. His body betrayed him and his eyes squeezed shut, his jaw clenching as he tried to prepare for his imminent death.

Instead, the hand started petting him: his hair, his face, his neck. His eyes popped open, wide and curious now--what kind of sick bastard...? Peter was still grinning, but something was softer now. It made Stiles squirm.

"You don't want me to die, do you Stiles?" Peter breathed heavily on his face, "You care, don't you?"
el_gilliath From: el_gilliath Date: August 30th, 2011 01:32 am (UTC) (Link)

rumour, fur, sale

Common, y'all can do something with this :D And I suppose I should say that I love Derek/Stiles, but anything with there three words would be awesome
certainthings From: certainthings Date: August 30th, 2011 02:15 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: rumour, fur, sale

Derek's breathing hard when he answers the phone but Stiles' just ignores it. "I heard a rumour that your house is for sale, that true?" Derek just grunts in response. "Are you jerking off? You answer the phone when you're jerking off?"

"I saw the caller ID and if you're going to keep on talking you could at least make it dirty."

Well, all right. Thinks Stiles. "Mud. Pollution. Oil spill. Mustard stain." He lowers his voice. "That dirty enough for you, big boy?"

"You do realize that I'm going to come over later and make you pay for this, right?"

"Claws out and fur flying?"

"Not exactly what I had in mind."

"What if I lubed up before you got here?"

"It'd make things smoother."

Stiles sighed. "My dad leaves at 10."

"I'll be there at 9:59." Derek said before hanging up.

/I only know how to write silly things.
raven_emperess From: raven_emperess Date: August 30th, 2011 01:55 am (UTC) (Link)

Pineapple, Task, Fatigue

LOL i want some Scott/Derek or Scott/Peter?AS for the prompt uhhhh...pineapple carrying exercises? Lol do whatever you want :D
sabachan607 From: sabachan607 Date: August 30th, 2011 03:10 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Pineapple, Task, Fatigue

Is it wrong that immediately though of pineapple flavor lube............?
swing_set13 From: swing_set13 Date: August 30th, 2011 04:09 am (UTC) (Link)

Batman, poptarts, engineering

Everyone knows my pairing of choice so go wild. ♥
certainthings From: certainthings Date: August 30th, 2011 04:43 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Batman, poptarts, engineering

Stiles: Holy shit! You have a tv and a VCR? Seriously, dude? You know they're like a couple years away from just implanting chips in our skulls that can download movies and you have a VCR?
Derek: Are you here for a reason or did you just feel like insulting someone that can rip your throat out before you finish blinking?
Stiles: [sits down beside Derek] Might want to take a chill pill. Hey, you got anything to eat, I just had a poptart for dinner. Dad was at work and I didn't feel like cooking...
Derek: [WTF stare]
Stiles: So, what are we watching? Is that Michael Keaton? You know, he was the worst Batman. I liked Clooney.
Derek: [snorts] That doesn't surprise me.
Stiles: Whatever. Who was your favourite, Batman? Bale?
Derek: West. [pause] Tell you what, if you can be quiet for half an hour I'll let you blow me.
Stiles: [pretends to think this over] Okay, yeah. I got some engineering homework I can do.
Derek: [raises an eyebrow] Engineering?
Stiles: [shrugs] Extra credit.
Derek: I'm dating a teenage nerd.
Stiles: And I'm dating a werewolf. Maybe we can fight crime!
Derek: Sarcasm will get you no where.
Stiles: [grabbing a book from his backpack] No, but my tongue will.
Derek: Just hurry up.
Stiles: Thought you wanted to wait.
Derek: I just want you to stop talking.

/It's possible Stiles took a few too many of his meds before going over.
certainthings From: certainthings Date: August 30th, 2011 04:11 am (UTC) (Link)

giraffe, italy, blonde

Are we allowed more than one prompt?
strokeof_genie From: strokeof_genie Date: August 30th, 2011 04:34 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: giraffe, italy, blonde

Sure. Go crazy, hopefully people will keep filling as long as people keep prompting.
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