#nedwardin

[sleepyfan-blog]

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.

[sleepyfan-blog]

Plans

fandom: IBVS by @onebizarrekai

characters and pairing : Drew Jovel, Nevin Jovel, Edward Quinton, Barry Price, Christopher Jackson, Isaac Beamer, Nedwarvin

warnings: none

summary: Drew, Barry, Chris and Isaac plot to get Nevin and Edward to get along better. 

tags list: @anxiety-is-married-to-depression @angelofthehalfmoon @trainwreck-of-skeletons @hisame-amadashi​ @therandomskelekey

"You want me to knit a what?" Edward asked, frowning a little bit at his childhood friend as he tried to understand just where the hell this was trying to go.

"A sweater! Come soon, I know that you knit things, and that you're really good at it. Do it for me... Please?" Barry asked.

"Okay... Fine. Whatever. You better get me the-" Edward grumbled, sulking a little bit. Enough yarn to knit a sweater was more than what most people thought would be "Give me the dimensions of the sweater you want me to make."

"Great! Here's the pattern I want you to use, and that should be enough yarn to last you for the whole sweater." Barry responded with a bright grin, pulling out a small booklet, turned to a specific page, as well as a big bag, filled to the brim with black, red, and cyan yarn.

"Cool. I'll tell you when it's finished." The self-proclaimed school king responded, pulling out the first skein of yarn and getting to work as the two of them started to study together for their history test- a lot of dates and times that they needed to learn.

~

Three months later, Edward came up to his best friend, carrying a cardboard box "Hey, uh... You know that thing you asked me to make? It's in here. I just finished it last night."

"Great, now come with me." Barry responded, a bright grin appearing on his face as he drags his friend through one of the tunnels, into his lair. The rest of the Supernatural Investigations Club is waiting for him, though Nevin looks as confused as he feels at the moment.

Drew pushes his brother right next to Edward and asks with a bright, sweet smile on his face "Would Nev, Ed... Please close your eyes and raise your arms over your head for slow count of thirty, please?"

If Barry or Isaac asked them to do that - or even Chris, who was also glaring at them from Edward's throne - they would have demanded to know why... But they knew that they could trust Drew to make sure that the other three didn't do too much weird crap to the two of them. "Okay." They responded at the same time, complying with the request.

There was an odd rustling sound from beside and next to both of them, and Error had a suspicion as to just what was going on. "... twenty nine... Thirty..." He called out, resigned.

Drew clapped his hands together before gesturing at the both of them, and the large sweater that they were trapped together in "This is your get-along sweatshirt. You two are going to be stuck in that until you figure out how to get along."

"But we have classes. Different classes..." Nevin started, staring at his brother - how could his own flesh and blood betray him like this! The handsome prick was such an asshole and deserved more than one punch to his stupidly handsome face.

"It's a half-day, remember? And we all have the last class as study hall, so it's not like anyone is going to go looking for us." Drew reminded his brother with a grin "And Grandma's not going to be home until late tomorrow."

"And I already told Ed's parents that he was going to be having a sleep-over with me and a few of his friends, so guess where we're crashing tonight~!" Barry smirked, leaning against a wall and humming a little, very much pleased with himself.

"And don't even think about trying to destroy that sweater, either of you. I've used my Ability on it, to make sure that it stays on the both of you, no matter what." Isaac chimed in. "We all walk home, so it's not like we have to take the bus."

Error glared darkly at these traitors, folding his arms over his chest- and jostling the emo Nightmare "Oh come on! this is childish!" Entirely accidentally he jostled the other. It wasn't as if feeling the other's body heat next to him felt nice or sent a flutter through his chest or anything like that...

"No, what's childish is your two's refusal to get along! We went through glittery, pastel hell three separate times... And things would have ended so much faster if the two of you got along and actually trusted each other!" Cross growled, glaring darkly at the both of them. "Why we're cursed with a bunch of wacky-ass bullshit on a weekly basis that we have to race to solve, I don't know. But we... All of us... Have to trust and care for each other, or we'll fail and things'll get worse."

"Okay, captain doom and gloom, we'll work on getting along better." Nevin grumbled back, trying to pull away from Edward, huffing a little "Pull out the touchy-feely games and shit. Do trust falls - Edward first. But let us out of the damned sweater."

"No." Isaac, Barry, Chris and Drew said at the same time "We won't let you out of the sweater until you two can prove that you can genuinely get along."

Wow. They were really serious about this. Nevin, who could sense their feelings about this, let out a quiet sigh and shrugged "Fine. If that asshole will cooperate with this... Mess... So will I."

Edward blinked a little- Nevin gave up first? Huh. Or maybe Nev had a plan up his sleeve - he wouldn't put it past the other. He was pretty crafty. "Agreed... So... Now what?"

"We wait for school to end, and the six of us will head over to Drew and Nevin's place for a slumber party. And by that, I mean we catch up on homework and try to work out where the next bit of trouble is most likely going to come from." Chris growled, his eyes flashing a little with determination. Everyone else agreed, and they settled into the lair to wait.

~

"Would you quit trying to run, you giant asshole! We're still stuck in the same sweater!" Nevin hissed, stumbling a little bit as he leans against Edward, trying his best to keep up with the other's much wider stride - the other was at least a foot taller than he was.

"Hey! It's not my fault that you're short as hell." Edward grumbled, shortening his steps a little bit so that the other would be able to catch up.

The others were up ahead, and Nevin muttered under his breath "This calls for vengeance."

"Against those scheming assholes? Absolutely. Do you have something in mind?" Edward asked, raising an eyebrow at the other.

A wicked smirk appeared on Nightmare's face, and he nodded a little, motioning for the other to stop, motioning him to bend down. "Come here and I'll whisper it to you."

With only a moment's hesitation - as that smirk never boded well for whoever was on the end of Nevin's displeasure, Edward complied. After all - the other did come up with some of the best plans in the group in their year or so of working together against the forces of Weirdness. "... Okay?"

Nevin went up on his tiptoes, cupping his mouth with a hand as he whispered to the other what his plan was, his eyes dancing with mischief and determination.

Edward sucked in a deep breath, his eyes widening a little, before he whispered softly back "Are... Are you sure that will work?"

"They know that you're bi and I'm gay... So..." Nevin pointed out with a small grin “And it would qualify as us getting along… So… You in?”

Nightmare’s plan to… To… A light blush warmed Edward’s cheeks at the thought, and he wondered if… But no. This was just to get revenge on the others, right? Nothing more. His heart sank a little at that, but he agreed, a mischievous smirk appearing on his face as he answered earnestly “Sure, let’s go for it. But not like immediately, or they might get suspicious.”

“Of course. We’ll wait a couple of hours before going for it.” Nevin agreed, nodding seriously, his eyes alight with mischief.

~

Drew stared in utter surprise at the sight before him. He closed his eyes, pinched himself very hard, and when the pain registered, it proved to him that he probably wasn’t dreaming. He supposed that he should be happy for his brother but he really didn’t want to see the other doing that with someone in their living room. “I SAID THAT YOU SHOULD MAKE UP WITH EDWARD, NOT MAKE OUT WITH HIM!” he bellowed at the top of his lungs, startling the kissing pair of teenagers apart slightly and causing Barry, Isaac and Chris to come barrelling into the room at top speed.

Nevin rolled his eyes, flipping the four of them off before he tugged Edward in closer again, continuing the kiss for another minute or two before grumbling “Did you have to screech out our eardrums, Drew? What the hell was that about?” Both Nevin and Edward were blushing - as was everyone else.

“I… So… Wh-what the hell? Why were you making out with him? Unless…” Drew’s eyes light up, and  a mischievous smirk appears on his face “You admitted to Edward that one of the reasons you were antagonizing him so much was because you wanted his attention~!”

“I… N… S-Stop… Stop right th-there!” Nevin stuttered, the blush on his face darkening further “I swear to everything we hold dear if you finish that sentence I will end you Drew.”

Edward cleared his throat awkwardly “I… He… We kinda… Just sort of kissed. But I… I do like you a lot, Nevin. You’re smart and strong and handsome.”

“I...Uhm…” Nevin was blushing really darkly now, and seemed to take a little bit to process this information “I really like you too. You’re infuriatingly handsome and I want to kiss your cute face.”

The self-proclaimed school king nodded, very darkly blushing as well “Please… uhm… Please do kiss me again.” They started kissing again, and their four closest friends all left the room, Drew giggling a little bit.

He was so glad that his plans for Ed and Nev came to fruition. Now, all he had to do was to make sure that the rest of his plans came together, and thing might be fixed this time and stay that way.