Day 11: Avengers, Bandom, Harry Potter
Words Don't Come Easily (Avengers)
written by
anna_unfolding, performed by
aphelant
13249 words/1:15:06
Summary: Clint is going to kill Tony. Right after he figures out how to get out of there without having to say too much.
“Natasha, what’s the first rule about fight club?” he admonishes, and Natasha laughs, and Phil’s eyebrows go up. Fuck. Stop talking, Barton.
Dramaphobe (Bandom (MCR))
written by
gala_apples, performed by
paraka
2907 words/0:19:22
Summary: Mikey should have realised being invited to a wedding as Ray's plus one would end in drama. You can't watch a rom-com and come away thinking weddings won't have drama.
Matrjoschka (Harry Potter)
written by
Ischa, performed by
wench_fics
6024 words/0:38:44
Summary: In which Draco gets cursed into a Russian Nesting Doll.
“So?” he asked as he poured another mug. She had been waiting patiently while he drank. She turned the doll so Harry could see its face.
And Harry knew that face. The cold grey eyes and pointy nose and pale, pale skin and hair. Fuck. It was way too early for this shit.
Please don't say what I think you're going to say, please don't say what I think you're going to say, please don't say what I think you're going to say...
“He got cursed,” Luna said.
written by
anna_unfolding, performed by
aphelant
13249 words/1:15:06
Summary: Clint is going to kill Tony. Right after he figures out how to get out of there without having to say too much.
“Natasha, what’s the first rule about fight club?” he admonishes, and Natasha laughs, and Phil’s eyebrows go up. Fuck. Stop talking, Barton.
Dramaphobe (Bandom (MCR))
written by
gala_apples, performed by
paraka
2907 words/0:19:22
Summary: Mikey should have realised being invited to a wedding as Ray's plus one would end in drama. You can't watch a rom-com and come away thinking weddings won't have drama.
Matrjoschka (Harry Potter)
written by
Ischa, performed by
wench_fics
6024 words/0:38:44
Summary: In which Draco gets cursed into a Russian Nesting Doll.
“So?” he asked as he poured another mug. She had been waiting patiently while he drank. She turned the doll so Harry could see its face.
And Harry knew that face. The cold grey eyes and pointy nose and pale, pale skin and hair. Fuck. It was way too early for this shit.
Please don't say what I think you're going to say, please don't say what I think you're going to say, please don't say what I think you're going to say...
“He got cursed,” Luna said.