Shamelessly badly written smut that I wrote last night! Ta-da! Except not graphic and rather short and fluffy. With no back story at all and very little character development... I am really not good at talking up my own stories, am I? Vince and Howard the morning after...

So, I'm doing a short writing course and each day I write a short piece based on a prompt. Today's turned into a Howard and Vince thing so I thought I'd share...

An exercise in trying to write smut using the song "Fell for You" by Greenday. - which has now spawned a second chapter and has run away with my brain. Well, the smutty part of my brain in any case.

A Booshy take on the Cinderella story. I'll just apologise now. Sorry.

This is actually a Surrealissimo fanfic, based on the characters played by Noel Fielding (Bauer) and Julian Barratt (Rosey) in the 2002 film 'Surrealissimo'. Hope it's ok to have it here.

Jonatton Yeah? loves sniffing out a good story nearly as much as he loves causing scandal and pain for those who cross him. And Dan Ashcroft just went and slipped up. (This story wasn't meant to happen. I don't know how it will end.)

A brief story about Dan and Jones on a trip home to visit the Ashcrofts. (I blame Oscar Wilde for this mostly.)

After the kiss on the rooftop Vince enlists the help of the Plan Pony to try and get what he wants but it doesn't go according to plan. Short One-shot.

Secrets and mystery and confusion, that was Vince. Howard had just never really appreciated how deep that went. Vince had never realised that Howard would be that good in bed, or that he'd want more than to be friends with benefits... and yet... (I don't know where this came from or where it's going! But it's a grown up story. Not so much romance and sweetness here.)

Howard had never shared much with Vince about his schooling and childhood but when a letter arrives inviting Howard to a reunion will he reveal the secrets of his past? And will the new and blossoming relationship between he and Vince survive a night surrounded by the demons of Howard's past, and more? (Ooh that sounds trashy. And there's a violence warning on this one too. I know)

So, I spent an afternoon watching two little boys playing at a wedding and this story happened as a result. It's a bit of sweet.

Another Boosh origins story. Vince. Howard. A Tuesday. Bovril sandwiches. And the misadventures of their young lives together.

My attempt at a Valentines Day fic based on a prompt from the Boosh Slash Haven. And it's my usual fare of loving looks, longing sighs and not much action. Well, a little bit of action. Well, there's running. Happy February 14th.