watchmakersylar: (Death Stare)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Genre: slash
Author: [livejournal.com profile] sylar
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 520
Rating: PG
Prompts: Meme #10 It hurts when I do that for [livejournal.com profile] a_muse_meme
Notes: Can't seem to get away from the Wall.

“If you don’t stop doing that, Peter, I’m going to kill you.” My head was throbbing, and my stomach was trying to tell me that I was a starfish. It wanted to be outside of my body, and as much as I’d already thrown up I was surprised that it wasn’t floating in the toilet at the apartment.

Peter didn’t hear me. How could he through the fall of that fucking sledge hammer? He raised it over his shoulder and took yet another mighty swing, and the clang of bricks and steel echoed through the alley and between the buildings. The pain in my head spiked, and I seriously considered taking one of the spare hammers and using it on his fucking head. The problem with that was that I’d a – be alone and b – it’d be too noisy.

“Peter! Stop!” I trudged closer. Each clang and bang making me grit my teeth as I latched onto his shoulder to stop him. “Please.”

“Sylar? What the hell?” He turned, letting the hammer fall to the pavement that was as unmarked or damaged as the god forsaken Wall. “You look like shit.”

“Shit’s lucky then.” I let go of him and turned to lean against the bricks, fighting the urge to throw up all over him. Although that would be a great way to get him to stop this colossal waste of time for a few hours of blessed quiet. “I feel like it too.”

His concern melted away to be replaced by a big smile, and he let out a snort of a laugh. “You’re hungover! Oh shit! I didn’t think. I mean we sort of have regen here, and you didn’t drink as much as I did. But seriously? You’re hungover? What did you have two beers?”

“Two beers and half a bottle of tequila.” What the hell was I thinking? Peter wasn’t a drunk, but he had more experience, as usual, and tolerance than I did. “Did you forget the tequila discussion?”

“Oh no, I remember that.” He nodded, and I could swear there was an evil glint in his eyes. “I remember me daring you to swallow the worm. You know, I think it’s funny that someone who gets off on digging through someone’s warm brain would be grossed out about eating a little worm that’s been pickled in tequila forever. It’s germ free, you know.”

That did it. I rushed from the wall and grabbed onto the dumpster as I threw up. It hurt. I hated puking, and I hated Peter for making me do it. He’d been the one who brought the fucking tequila home, and he was the one pounding on the Wall, making my head hurt worse.

“I’m sorry, Sylar.” I stiffened when I felt his hand rubbing between my shoulder blades, and then he pressed one of his bottles of water into my hand. “Come on. Let’s get you home. I promise no more noise for the rest of the day.”

“Good,” I said. I finished rinsing my mouth, spitting that onto the pavement with the vomit. “Because if you did, I’d have to reconsider this entire friendship/roommate thing.”
watchmakersylar: (Petlar - Peter is PISSED)
Character: Sylar and Peter
Genre: Slash
Author: [livejournal.com profile] sylar
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 800
Rating: R - for violence and language
Prompts:
Fools frightened. 100/100 for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales
Notes: This is my last fic to fill out the table for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales. I thought a Wall fic would be fun. I haven't done one for a long time. This happens before the comic book and punch scene on Peter's rooftop.

mouth breathing... )

___
Thanks for reading. Comments to my LJ, please.
watchmakersylar: (Murder)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Genre: slash
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 1026
Rating: PG
Prompts:
10. "How You Remind Me" Nickelback for [livejournal.com profile] 30_ballads 4/30
Notes: Follow up to these the First Kiss and the Nightmare, and the RP with my Sylar [livejournal.com profile] talldarknpsycho. There is adult content in the RP. A special Happy Birthday to my bestie [livejournal.com profile] flying_monkees.

are we having fun yet?

Thanks for reading. Comments make my day.
watchmakersylar: (Petlar - Lost and sad)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Genre: slash
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 1050
Rating: PG
Prompts:
After a time, you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing, after all, as wanting. It is not logical, but it is often true. vol3.week28 for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses
7. Stairway to Heaven for [livejournal.com profile] 30_ballads 3/30
054. How wide the world is. for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales 50/100
12. Autophobia; Fear of Being Alone for [livejournal.com profile] 13_fears 6/13
Notes: A bit of the madness from Sylar's POV before Peter arrived inside of the Wall. For [livejournal.com profile] empath_peter with great love and affection as always.

The piper's calling you to join him  )
watchmakersylar: (Not Peter)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Genre: slash
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 670
Rating: PG
Prompts:
Carry on Wayward Son vol3.week25 for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses
31 Bring Me Back to Life for [livejournal.com profile] 30_ballads 2/30
052. Sailing in a contrary wind. for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales 47/100
Notes: Companion piece to The First Kiss
Writing from Peter's POV.

Don't need to sleep...

Thank you for reading and commenting.
watchmakersylar: (Petlar Kiss art)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Genre: slash
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 500+
Rating: PG
Prompts:
1. "You Really Got Me" The Kinks (rock theme) for [livejournal.com profile] 30_ballads 1/30
2. Nyctophobia; Fear of the Dark {are you afraid of the dark?} for [livejournal.com profile] 13_fears 4/13
Scar: Oooh... I quiver with *fear*... for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses vol3.week26

I've got you... )

Thank you for reading and commenting.
watchmakersylar: (Petlar - Lost and sad)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Genre: slash
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 444
Rating: R language and blood
Prompts: 01. Hemophobia; Fear of Blood {it’s just a little blood} for [livejournal.com profile] 13_fears 1/13
098. No time for sickness. for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales 44/100
Claudia: Quit talking like some silly simpering schoolgirl. You're a military woman, born, bred, and trained and you're too much of a scrapper to give up like this without a fight! for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses vol3.week24
Notes: Set during the Wall

“I can’t look,” Peter said with a squeak as he turned his head to the side. His dark hair was plastered against his forehead, and he was breathing hard like he’d run a marathon. I could see the pain in his dark eyes, and I hated it. “Just do it, OK.”

I wanted to roll my eyes. Wanted to give him shit about being a coward, and how he should suck it up like a man instead of whining like a little boy. But when he looked at me with so much trust I didn’t know what to do. I’d seen that look before, and it wasn’t for me. Those eyes were for Nathan. That was who he wanted to take care of him. It wasn’t the serial killer who murdered his brother.

“I don’t want to do this, Peter.” There was so much blood running down his leg, soaking the fabric of his jeans. The broken bottle had sliced right through them and his leg when he’d fallen. Guilt filled my gut when I thought about him getting hurt, about his blood on my hands. It was my fault. I’d been the one to start the fight that ended in us trying to tear each other apart on the floor of the convenience store. My fault that he’d crashed into a display of vodka that had shattered on impact.

“Well you have to. I can’t fucking stitch up the back of my own leg now can I?” He reached over and grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled. It hurt when he pulled my hair, and for a little payback I poured more of the cheap booze on the cut. Peter hissed like a snake at the sudden burning pain. “I told you how to do it, asshole. Just thread the damn needle and start sewing.”

“I hope it leaves a huge scar,” I said, lying through my teeth as I bit into my lip. The sight of blood was making me sick, and that wasn’t normal for me at all. For the first time since I split Brian Davis’ head open, I didn’t want to lick the blood off of my fingers. I hated the sight of it. I was so afraid that he’d get an infection and die, leaving me alone once more.

“Yeah so do I. Chicks dig scars, Sylar.” He reached for my head again, and I jerked away, afraid that he was going to pull my hair or hit me. He let out a heavy sigh, and patted me on the shoulder instead. “I know you can do this. Don’t be afraid of a little blood.”

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watchmakersylar: (Petlar Kiss art)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 2151
Rating: PG - Slash no porn
Prompts:
Connor MacLeod: I'm not lonely. I've got everything I need right here.
Rachel: Oh no you don't. You refuse to let anyone love you.
Connor MacLeod: Love is for poets. for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses
020 All Stick Together for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales 37/100
Notes: Written for the 2010 [livejournal.com profile] sylar_peter Advent Calendar. This is set after the end of the series.

Let it snow... )

100 Fairytales Table
watchmakersylar: (Peter/Sylar Lips)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 497
Rating: PG
Prompts:
On the Sixth Day of Sylar, my true love gave to me – Six Cheerleaders Dancing. for [livejournal.com profile] heroes_sylar
040. Casting eyes. for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales 34/100
Notes: A little after the Wall quality time for the boys.

Fumbles in the huddle. )

Comments to my LJ, please. Thanks for reading.

12 Days of Sylar
100 Fairytales
watchmakersylar: (I don't understand)
Character: Sylar, mentions of Virginia and Peter
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 604
Rating: G (I know - it's a miracle)
Prompt: #12 The Youth Transformed for [livejournal.com profile] 100_fairytales
Black Lodge for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses
Notes: After the Wall

I am the witness to your demise... )

100 Fairytales Table
watchmakersylar: (Peter/Sylar Lips)
I'm not quite cheating on this one, but I've already written the perfect letter for #13.

I'm Sorry Peter

The Letter Blog
watchmakersylar: (Petlar - Superheroes)
Dear Peter,

You’d tease me that inside this place you’re my only company, and that we’re hardly friends. But I still think of you that way. Sure I hate you a lot, but that doesn’t mean I don’t like you. I think sometimes you like me too. At least you talk to me now, and you are yelling less.

I found you some more beer, and I put it in the fridge which you’ll notice since I’m about to tape this note to the six-pack. Even though I got in that fight with you before over that last bottle at the 7-Eleven, we both know I didn’t want it. I just didn’t want you to have it, so this is all yours.

Your Friend,
Sylar

The Letter Blog

#20 Dawn

Jun. 13th, 2010 10:53 am
watchmakersylar: (Peter/Sylar)
I can hear the pounding of the hammer on the bricks. It’s cold, the light of the sun barely touching the tops of the tallest buildings. It’ll be a long time before it reaches Peter in the shadow of the Wall.

I wish he’d slept longer, but he’s obsessed with breaking us free, getting away from me. I close my eyes and let out a ragged sigh. I don’t mind it here now that I’m not alone. We fight more than I thought humanly possible, but I love that he’s here.

“Morning, I brought you coffee.” Was that a smile?

100 Drabbles of Summer Master List
watchmakersylar: (Petlar B&W)
Title: Temper Tantrum #9
Pairing/Characters: Petlar
Prompt: "brain, nail, body, glass."
Rating: R for almost smut
Warning: None
Notes: I can't believe I got those words. I was LMAO. Someone had an idea over on [livejournal.com profile] sylar_peter to write drabbles inspired by the verification words we got on Save One Show. Here's my 120 word drabble set during the Wall of course.

I raked my nails down his face, leaving a trail of bloody scratches as I shifted my weight, pinning Peter beneath me on the mosaic of broken glass that had been the shop’s window. His thumb gouged into my eye as he struggled to get me off of him, but he was too small, too tired from swinging the fucking sledgehammer all day to put up a real fight.

“If you used your brain more, you’d know when to play dead.” Fuck every jerk of his body was making me hard. I knew he could feel my cock pressed into his thigh, but it was only fair. I could feel his too. “When to give in, and when take it.”
watchmakersylar: (Weary)
He said it’s not real. Said that nothing here matters, and he accused me of hiding. Why would I hide someplace like this? I hate being alone. Three years of searching, where I gathered the clocks and watches, so their ticking could keep me company… I didn’t make this place. Parkman couldn’t have done this to me. I’m fucking Sylar. Samuel said I was the most powerful of the specials. How the hell could Parkman lock me in a hell like this? It has to be real. I hold one of the watches to my ear, listening to the ticking.

Drabble Master List
watchmakersylar: (Peter/Sylar Lips)
Character: Sylar/Peter, Angela
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 1143
Rating: Work safe, some swearing
Notes: After the Wall and the end of S4

300,000 graves... )
watchmakersylar: (Peter/Sylar Let me love you)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 805
Rating: PG
Notes: Another missing scene from the Wall.
Prompt: I Think I'm Paranoid by Garbage for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses

I'm watching you.... )
watchmakersylar: (Broken)
Character: Sylar/Peter
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 1119
Rating: Work Safe lots of angst
Notes: verse - the wall, missing scene
Prompt: Runnin’ With the Devil Vol2.Week29 [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses

I Got No Love, no love you'd call real )
watchmakersylar: (Peter/Sylar Lips)
Tittle: The Beat Goes On
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Rating: NC17 for language and things that make you go blind.
Character: Sylar/Peter
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 982
Notes: Missing scene from 'the Wall'. SPOILERS FOR THE WALL.
Verse: the wall - that I'm writing with [livejournal.com profile] futureboyscout
Prompt: Nick Charles: The important thing is the rhythm. Always have rhythm in your shaking. Now a Manhattan you shake to fox-trot time, a Bronx to two-step time, a dry martini you always shake to waltz time. [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muse

Isn't that a sin?  )

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