hm,,, what if you wrote some hc drabbles about isward or nedwarvin?
IBVS is by @onebizarrekai
tagslist: @anxiety-is-married-to-depression @angelofthehalfmoon @trainwreck-of-skeletons @hisame-amadashi @therandomskelekey
1. Isward
“Hey, Ink. I know that you’re still mad at me for interrupting you while you were sketching last week, but I needed your help wi-” Edward started to ramble, after the other shut the door to the closet that Isaac had just been pulled into.
Isaac, who was just about at the end of his rope, having poor impulse control from being tired and literally touching his aggravating crush, did something that could be kind of stupid. He went up on his tip toes, grabbed Error by his babbling head and kissed him soundly on the lips “If you’re going to insist on dragging me into closets - and only me - we’re not just going to talk in these things.”
Error went a very fascinating shade of red and stared at him for an uncomfortably long eternity… which was probably closer to thirty seconds, all told. “Okay. Fair. I mean, the whole school thinks we’re dating and make out anyways and you’re…. Amazing and hot and don’t take my shit so… Urm… If you… If you wanna…”
“Do you want to go out with me, Error?” Ink asked, realizing that the other would probably start rambling for another ten minutes if he let him. Best to nip that in the bud.
“Yes! Yes I do.” Error responded, blushing darkly. They continued to kiss until the tardy bell rang, and they ran off in separate directions, cursing their bad luck.
2. Nedwarvin
“You think that just because you’re stronger than me, that you can just… Toss me about when you’re pissed!” Edward hisses, glaring narrowly at Nevin. How, when the other was so short and emo, also managed to be attractive and slightly intimidating in an effortless way that he could never pull off, the school king couldn’t guess. It was unfair.
“I don’t toss you around when I’m mad at you - not unless you’re being stupid and trying to threaten my friends or my brother with your stupid supernatural bullshit!” Nevin hissed, puffing up a little “Or getting your dumbass into more trouble than you can handle and then running to us for help! You’re an asshole, but… You’re our asshole.”
“I… W-what does… What do you mean by that?” Edward asked. Surely he didn’t…?
“We… I care about you, you pompous, handsome jerk!” Nightmare hisses, puffing up and yanking the other so that they were at eye level. “I… I like you…”
“I…” Oh fuck. That’s what those butterflies in his stomach were. Not just nervousness or irritation that the other was somehow stronger than he was, despite being so tiny. “I like you too, Nevin.” He was glad they were having this awkward shouting match where no one could hear them. They kissed briefly before wandering the rest of the way to the park.