#wc: 100

[mycatiswriting]

For @drarrymicrofic's prompt "Shattered". 100 words // CW: non-graphic smut (first time writing, weee)

A moan escapes against Draco’s will and his thighs quiver around a head of dark curls. Green eyes peer through thick eyelashes at him, a fleeting mischievous spark flashing before Harry slides his mouth off from where he was making magic happen and Draco whimpers at the loss. Harry chuckles and peppers kisses and nips on Draco’s stomach, then chest, then neck, paying close attention to the spots he knows drive Draco wild. Harry’s hand follows his mouth’s path and the heated slide of their skin, eased by the sweat that has been building, makes Draco shatter, safe and bright.

[vanosslirious]

BBS Fic: Bond

Prompt: Soulmate AU. (feeling each other's pain.)

POV: H2ODelirious (Jonathan.)

Wc: 100.

. . .

The pain was unusual, not only because it wasn’t his own. He trembled at the intensity. Forcing himself from his bed, and sprinting from his house, and down a midnight street.

His senses led him to the source of the sharp pain in his arm. He gasped, chest burning, he fell to his knees, and gripped Evan by the shoulders where he sat against a wall.

“Your life is mine,” he said to him, “and mine is yours, why can’t you stop getting hurt!”

Evan chuckled softly, nursing a wound on his arm, “Sorry about that...did I wake you?”

[dahls-writes]

@drarrymicrofic​ ᴰʳᵃʳʳʸ ᴹᶦᶜʳᵒᶠᶦᶜ ᴾʳᵒᵐᵖᵗ: ᴳˡᶦᵗᵗᵉʳ ~

He turned away from the mirror and stared at Draco. 

“What have you done?!”

“I’m sorry! You said you wanted to spice up your wardrobe!”

“And this is what I get?”

“Well, er, it came out rather fast. I’m not used to Muggle things!”

Harry believed that. Draco was terrible at muggle things. Harry slowly dragged his face back to his reflection. As soon as he saw it, he winced. Draco let out a cough that sounded like a poorly covered laugh. 

Harry’s once black hair was now a mess of multicolored glitter. 

He was getting rid of the glitter.

~

[vanosslirious]

BBS Fic: Bar Stool

Prompt: Vanoss & Delirious' lowkey flirting/dating(?)

POV: VanossGaming.

Wc: 100.

. . .

“Are you leaving?” Delirious asked.

Vanoss stopped himself from sliding off the stool. “Do you want me too?”

Delirious shrugged, unable to stop himself from smiling, which in turn, had Vanoss smiling. “It doesn’t matter…”

“It’s just us,” said Vanoss, getting back onto the rest of the stool.

“You and me,” said Delirious.

“Me and you,” Vanoss said.

“Are you going to order something or what?” Wildcat asked, sneering at both of them from the other side of the bar counter.

“Ah, yes, can we get some onion rings, and refill my glass, please,” said Vanoss.

“Mine too,” said Delirious.

[vanosslirious]

BBS Fic: Change.

Prompt: #140 [5] BigJigglyPanda - I got a hard decision to make here.

POV: BigJigglyPanda.

Wc: 100.

. . .

Anthony was not sure what he was supposed to do when his friends started spewing blood all over the place.

He almost gagged a few times in the corner, hoping they would eventually stop.

Evan was lying in the bathtub, his head tilted to the side, groaning softly.

Delirious was on the floor, hands soaked in blood.

Tyler was trying to wash away the blood from his shirt.

Marcel had taken his off awhile ago.

Anthony didn’t know what to do. “I got a hard decision to make here…” he said under his breath, holding a knife in his hand.

[vanosslirious]

BBS Fic: Windy Day

Prompt: #134 Vanoss - [3] Dude, I called him twenty minutes ago.

Fandom: Banana Bus Squad.

POV: VanossGaming (Evan.)

Wc: 100.

. . .

Evan wasn’t sure what was worse, his best friend singing a song about lap dogs, or that he kept getting the voicemail of his other best friend, Tyler.

“Fuck sakes,” he said under his breath, trying to stay calm.

Jonathan wandered over to him from the ledge he had been dancing on. The chilly wind had yet to shove him off the building they were standing on.

“So?”

“He’s not answering,” Evan said.

“What about Brian?”

“Dude, I called him like twenty minutes ago.”

Jonathan frowned at the body lying before them. “What are we going to do about Brock?”

[vanosslirious]

BBS Fic: Helmet

*Inspired by Nogla's Minecraft video, "We Modded Minecraft so everything is Homer Simpson." [7:20-7:28]*

Fandom: Banana Bus Squad.

POV: Vanoss [Evan].

Wc: 100.

. . .

Evan filled his glass with cold water, and walked back into the room where his friends were. It’s...extremely hot, right now.

He slowly drank the water as Brian stood beside him.

“How do you like it?” Brian asked.

“I’m weirdly turned on…”

Brian frowned. “He doesn't have the full armor on.”

Evan nodded slowly. “I know…”

“I look like a hockey player,” said Delirious, reaching for the helmet.

Evan took another sip from his glass.

“Ta-da!” Delirious said, placing the helmet on.

“Hey, you’re all good to go,” said Nogla.

Evan passed the glass to Brian, “Yes, he is!”

[vanosslirious]

BBS Fic: Certificate

Prompt: #131 Vanoss [6] Brian got his wizards certificate before his driver's license.

Pov: VanossGaming.

Wc: 100.

. . .

“What is that?” Evan asked after a nice afternoon of trying to figure out what happened to his robe. He grabbed it from Jonathan’s room, only to run into Brian in the hall.

He held a weathered piece of paper with rather nice cursive.

“My certificate.”

“Oh…” He caught sight of Brock and waved him over. “Brian got his wizards certificate before his driver’s license.”

“Shut up,” Brian scowled.

Brock chuckled. “At least now we don’t have to do magic illegally outside of this damn place.”

“I mean, it never really stopped us before,” said Evan, grinning at his friends.