table } { love bingo round 3

[iluvroadrunner6]

And this is my table for love_bingo posted on DW because most of my stuff is going to wind up posted here anyway.

FINISHED FILLS

Love Binds Hearts: all along i believed i would find you, Haven, Nathan/Audrey, 1037 words.

Somebody to Love: i have spent all my years believing you, Throne of Shadows, Dean/Christine, 1028 words.

Un-break my Heart: i don't have to have these dreams no more, The Vampire Diaries/Buffyverse, Matt/Buffy, 1442 words.

Love Potion: i took my troubles down to madam ruth, Supernatural/Vampire: the Masquerade, Sam/Artemis, Dean/Everyone, 1002 words.

Family Ties: and the boy has a bite better far than his bark, Teen Wolf/Buffyverse, Derek/Dawn, 1650 words.

Vengeance: but if they get their chance they'll end it for sure, Everworld/Heroes of Olympus, Christopher/Piper, 786 words.

Widowhood: for parting is not goodbye, White Collar, Peter/El, 2,740 words.

Comfort: there is one thing that remains forever true, White Collar, Neal/Sara, 1,749 words.

Walk on the Beach: i wanna taste the way that you bleed, Riftverse, Stefan/Scarlett, 1,336 words.

Commitment Ceremony: well i know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go, Doctor Who, Doctor & Rory, 807 words

Seduction: just wanna try you on, Faenanigans, Rebekah/Hayley, 783 words

Why?: oh i'm sorry, but i'm still mad at you, The Vampire Diaries/Teen Wolf, Stefan/Allison, 1,081 words

Tenderness: there's some kind of blessing here, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor/Jane, 832 words

Tenderness: give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright, Faenanigans, Emily Bennett, 1,291 words

Polygamy: but this don't even feel like falling, The Vampire Diaries, Bonnie/Caroline/Elena, 939 words

One More Night: or maybe we could stick around for just one more drink, Beyond the Rift, Castiel & Cassie, 974 words

Indecent Proposal: you got yourself into your own mess, White Collar/Vampire Diaries-verse, Neal/Rebekah, 918 words

All By Myself: careful the wish you make, Riftverse, Charlie & Dylan, 806 words

Marriage of Convenience: maybe the problem's simply codependency, Buffyverse/Supernatural, Sam/Lilah, 610 words

Cherish: you're just like a dream, Teen Wolf (AU), Parrish/Laura, 702 words

Disagreement: when i'm out on the road, i gotta be in control, The Vampire Diaries, Elena & the Salvatores, 777 words

Yes!: please take my hand, Supernatural/Star Trek (AU), Dean/Christine, 829 words

Lovers' Quarrel: a kick in the teeth is good for some, Teen Wolf/Buffyverse, Peter/Buffy, 702 words

In the Name of Love: i'd walk to you if i had no other way, Teen Wolf (AU), Stiles/Cora, 929 words

Best Friends: you know i'll never be lonely, Doctor Who, Amy/Rory, 621 words

CLAIMED PROMPTS:
love binds hearts ~ havendiarynatural-verse ~ throughworlds
somebody to love ~ dean/christine ~ hypospraying
un-break my heart ~ surprise crossover!! ~ mothering
love potion ~ sam/artemis ~ stranger_to_the_rain
family ties ~ teen vampire slayer-verse ~ grumpypuppy
comfort ~ white collar ~ burkethejerk (Soldier)
best friends ~ ponds ~ keptbiting
vengeance ~ titanic and tacos ~ cute_andviolent
one more night ~ cas & cassie ~ ohstarryeyed
walking on the beach ~ the ship of bad life choices ~ damagedone
all by myself ~ angel bffs ~ inthistwilight
commitment ceremony ~ smith & williams ~ bowtimeandspace
polygamy ~ bonnie/elena/some really lucky duck ~ judgy
tenderness ~ emily bennett (faenanigans) ~ judgy
seduction ~ hayley/rebekah or other sexy lady times ~ ihaveclaws
indecent proposal ~ neal/rebekah ~ easily
marriage of convenience ~ sam/lilah ~ succubitch
why? ~ stefan/allison ~ transferee
tenderness ~ marvel cinematic universe ~ shesearches
widowhood ~ elizabeth burke ~ burkethejerk WHO IS A TERRIBLE PERSON
disagreement ~ elena and the salvatores ~ titfortat
yes! ~ dean/christine ~ hypospraying
lover's quarrel ~ buffy/peter ~ cunningwolf
in the name of love ~ canon au ~ fadingspark
cherish ~ parrish/laura (regency) ~ fireproofdeputy


Requests are acceptable if you know I know the fandom. Please provide them at your leisure. Otherwise I'll just write whatever I want.

Final Word Count:
24,630 words

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[grumpypuppy]

Family Ties -

Hales vs. Summers

Bonus points if it's them as teens.

but the boy has a bite better far than his bark ~ teen wolf/buffyverse ~ 1650 words

[iluvroadrunner6]

It all starts with a locker door.

More specifically, it starts with a locker door that collides with Derek’s head.

Dawn Summers, a young girl quickly learning just how hard it is to explain that you had to change schools because your school was resting on a Hellmouth and was consequently destroyed when your entire home town was swallowed as that Hellmouth was destroyed (the officially story in record is “sinkhole” but Dawn’s always been a bit of a ramble-y liar, and she isn’t sure how well that story is holding up), isn’t doing so well with spatial awareness at the moment. It’s one of those things that tends to happen when she gets lost somewhere in her own head, a kind of tunnel vision purely focused on wherever she needs to go and not much else. She makes a beeline for her brand new locker, ready to shift some of her books around and move on to the next day, and clearly not paying attention as a line of jocks makes their way towards her.

The fact that, lack of spatial awareness or not, she should be aware enough to be more conscious of where she’s flinging around metal doors, but that’s beside the point. The point is, she flings the door open, ready to grab her history book and move on, when that door she suddenly opened hits something with a loud CLANG!

There’s a pause, a silent oh no that sits in her features briefly for a moment before she turns and sees that it’s the cute guy from her math class two periods earlier and she probably just caused him permanent brain damage. Excellent job, Dawn. You are already having an awesome first day.

“I am so, so sorry,” she says as she semi-closes the door again, crouching down to see if he’s okay. “Are you okay? I didn’t’ permanently damage anything, did I?”

The boy looks up at her with a scowl, but it’s not a harsh one, more of one to indicate that he isn’t entirely sure what just happened. “ … Ow.”

She winces. “Yeah, that sounds about right. I’m sorry, again, I just didn’t see you there.”

The boy frowns up at her as she offers a hand to help him up, which he takes. “Did the door did something to piss you off, or was that me?”

Dawn blinks at the question, before trying to pass it off with a shrug. “Well, you know. First day at a new school – injuring some innocent bystander is clearly high up on the list with impressing new teachers and catching up on homework.”

And then he smiles, and Dawn is momentarily distracted from what they were actually talking about. Of course she has to hit the boy with the nice smile. It’s just how she rolls. “On behalf of the rest of the student body? That first one doesn’t leave as good a first impression as you think.”

She sags a bit in relief as he doesn’t seem to be taking it personally. “Noted. Definitely will try and refrain from brain damage in the future.” She pauses, taking a beat before extending a hand to him. “I’m Dawn, by the way.” She has his attention, might as well take the opening.

He eyes her hand for a moment, before shifting to shake it with his. “Derek. Welcome to Beacon Hills.”

“Thanks.” The warning bell rings and she cringes again. “And I should get to history. Sorry again, for the whole locker to the head thing.”

“No harm done,” he replies, and as she looks at him, she can see that he’s not wrong. It’s almost as though nothing ever happened which is … intriguing, but not really her concern at the moment. History first, potentially supernatural cute boy later. “I’ll see you around,” he comments, and she nods.

“Yeah,” she says as she closes the door. “See you around.

***

Dawn arrives home from school that day with a heavy sigh, slumping a bit against the front door. It was a long day at a new school, and the potential injury didn’t help either. She doesn’t even look up at the sound of footsteps she knows are Buffy’s.

“First day was that bad, huh? No fun teachers even?”

She glances up as her sister sits down in front of her, cup of tea in hand, and sighs. “There was a cute guy in my math class.”

“Now, that seems like a good. Why so glum, chum?”

Dawn gives her a look at the phrasing before shrugging. “It was. Until I beaned him in the head with my locker door on the way to sixth period.”

Buffy winces. “Yikes.” Then the look softens. “Some guys like that in a girl?”

There is even more of a look. “I’m not looking for a guy like Spike.” She regrets the word almost as soon as it comes out of her mouth, watching the way Buffy’s face falls at the mention of one of the casualties of Sunnydale that hit the hardest. “Sorry – sorry, that was … ”

“No, you’re right. That doesn’t have to be what you’re into.” She glances up with a smile before giving her hand a squeeze. “I’m just saying that it might not be as bad off as you think.” There’s a pause as she starts to get up. “But right now, we need to get ready for dinner.”

“Dinner?” Dawn blinks. “Did we previously have dinner plans?”

“No. Giles reached out to one of the local druids and arranged a sit down with the local alpha. We have to go make nice with werewolves – she’s bringing one of her kids, so I thought that having someone their age around wouldn’t hurt.” There’s a beat. “Unless you have other plans?”

Dawn shakes her head. “Just homework.” And she has to admit that she’s curious. Werewolves have been in their lives for a while, but they’ve never run into an actual pack before. The intellectual in her already has questions popping up but she pushes them down again. She’ll probably have time to ask them later. Now was the time to make a good first impression. “I’ll go get dressed.”

***

As they make their way up to the arranged meeting place – the druid’s house, neutral territory – Dawn glances around and tries to take in as many details as possible. It’s hard to say when they were going to have the chance to meet someone from this particular branch of magic again, but she muzzles the instinct to just blurt out questions, hoping to find an opportunity to do that tactfully later.

“This is a nice house.”

That’s a much better topic of conversation.

Buffy nods in her agreement as they get to the top of the stairs, and shifts the (store bought) pie to one hand so that she can knock on the door. Not long after she does, a very impressive woman with long black hair opens the door and greets them both with a smile. “Welcome. I’m glad you could make it – my name is Talia Hale. Which one of you is Buffy?”

“That would be me,” Buffy says with a nod, before tipping her head to the side. “This is my sister Dawn. Thank you for agreeing to sit down with us.”

“Days like this, we take whatever allies we can get,” she steps to the side to let them both inside and as she does, she glances to the pie in Buffy’s hands. “My son can take that for you. Derek!”

Dawn is mulling over just what a coincidence that is, that she has a son named Derek and the kid she hit with a locker earlier today also happens to be named Derek when a pair of sneakers skids to a halt as he comes into the room.

“Dawn?”

Her head snaps up to meet a very familiar pair of hazel eyes, and she immediately cringes. “Derek?”

Talia looks confused. “You two already know each other, I take it? From school?”

Buffy blinks, glancing between them for a moment, before turning back to Dawn. “Locker boy?”

Dawn nods, swallowing a bit. “Locker boy.”

“Well. Good thing we brought pie.” Buffy glances down at the box in her hands, before turning to Talia. “Maybe we should just – ”

“Of course.” Talia nods, still confused but leaving it to the two teenagers for now. “I’m sure Deaton needs a hand in the kitchen.”

As the two of them disappear, Derek’s eyes widen as he looks back at Dawn. “Your sister is the Slayer?”

“And your mom is the super alpha? Which makes you … ?”

Cute boy with supernatural healing factor is a werewolf. Go figure. At least she’s carrying on the Summers family tradition in that respect. She takes a deep breath, before running a hand through her hair and trying to center herself.

“Look, we have nothing against werewolves. That’s why we’re here. We’re not a threat.”

Derek’s lips form a fine line as he crosses his arms in front of his chest. “Look, I’m not saying you are. It’s just … a bit too crazy of a coincidence.”

She glances down at her hands for a moment before shrugging. “Coincidences happen. Probably a lot more often than you think.”

He doesn’t seem convinced. She can’t really blame him. His jaw sets. “Are you and your sister here to hurt my family?”

Dawn matches his posture, her heartbeat steady in her chest and she shakes her head. “No. That’s the last thing we want to do.”

Some of the tension goes out of his shoulders and he nods before tipping his head to the side. “Come on. Dinner’s almost ready.”

Dawn exhales slowly, before nodding and turning to follow his lead. That could have been a lot worse.

Let’s hope the rest of the night follows in suit.