#drinking masterlist

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Drunk (5) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four

A Little Space (ao3) - macdell (orphan_account)

Summary: Phil gets invited to a cousin's wedding. Dan comes, too.

Dan and His Butterflies (ao3) - Raspberrysaxophone

Summary: Very basic: Dan is terribly in love with Phil (the sporty jog). So much so, that Dan joins the school's sports team to be closer to him. As Dan awkwardly stumbles around, Phil starts to take notice of him. A party takes place and who knows what a drunk Dan might do...

Doubt and Trust (ao3) - MorningStarshine

Summary: Being at the party had been fine. Stumbling home arm in arm with Phil, that had been the best part. But when kissing started leading to something more, Dan had a bit of a confession to make.

Drunk bunny (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan has too much fun at a party and ends up revealing his true desires.

Drunk in Love (ao3) - ahappyphil

Summary: 5 times Dan and Phil were horny sappy drunks

Drunken I Love You (ao3) - KaytheJay

Summary: Dan gets drunk and decides he wants a dance with Phil

ephemeral (ao3) - howelllesters

Summary: In which Dan is drunk and Phil wishes Snapchats weren't temporary.

Get Drunk to Love Him (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan Howell gets drunk at parties to hook up with Phil Lester and Phil isn’t complaining.

I Wonder How Biology Can Explain... (ao3) - yikesola

Summary: Dan’s drunk. He’s drunk and he misses Phil, who’d fallen asleep an hour ago. He’s drunk and wishes his boyfriend wasn’t currently 300km away.

A fic about long distance and Dan making an impulsive ticket purchase.

Like You Used To (ao3) - dipnpip

Summary: The boys go out for drinks with their crew. Dan is a horny and clumsy drunk, and Phil is a goofy and flirty drunk. Smut ensues. Enjoy!

same thoughts, can't stop (ao3) - antiadvil

Summary: anon asked me for a strictly come dancing au, I gave them drunken enemies-to-lovers hate sex after Dan and Phil get kicked off in the first episode because Phil sucks at dancing.

or: Dan goes drinking after he and Phil get kicked off of the show. He is a horny drunk.

sappy (ao3) - calvinahobbes

Summary: “I’m rather drunk,” Dan says.

sativa (i said im ready) (ao3) - catbearbunz (bunnieovadamoon)

Summary: it’s 2009, and phil really wishes dan would call. he does, but he comes greener than expected.

aka they get drunk and high and have esex.

stars in the sky; galaxies in his eyes (ao3) - natigail

Summary: As Dan got separated from his new friends at a party after his first week at university, he was ready to head home and catch up on some sleep. But first he goes to sit by the lake and contemplate life a little and accidentally he attracts the attention of Phil, who goes to see if he’s okay. The two of them start talking and they don’t stop until the sun has risen and they are both wearing exhausted but happy smiles.

The Bet (ao3) - Do_it_with_the_Howell_Lesters

Summary: Dan was drunk, he shouldn’t have even considered it but… “How much?”

“£100.” Jack grinned, hiccuping and taking a swig of his beer. “Deal?”

the fox (ao3) - watergator (orphan_account)

Summary: dan meets a fox whilst almost passed out drunk in a field

The moments we shared drunk (ao3) - dead_little_lamb19

Summary: Dan is the horny clumsy drunk and Phil is the silly giggly drunk.

want you so bad i can taste it (ao3) - writingcollective

Summary: Protect me from what I want.

Or: Dan and Phil get absurdly drunk and start making out in the middle of a pub, with Martyn and Cornelia coming to rescue them from doing something incredibly stupid.

winter (ao3) - bloodyscarab

Summary: all the things you say, i remember

promise that you'll keep my love with ya

[floredaqueen]

♥︎¡¡𝐒𝐀𝐉𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒!!♡

𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐝𝐚 𝐏𝐨𝐩, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤—

[msschemmenti]

wine drunk? yes

jemily x southern belle!reader

a/n: started this wine drunk, finished it applebee’s $10 bacardi rum bucket drunk. installment in the girl next door 🏠 universe. southern belle reader is literally me. [this made me sound like an alcoholic but i’m not babes i promise]

y/n: calling all sexy agents to the front!!

jj: All?? What other sexy agents do you know, babe?

y/n: okay maybe not all. just some. or a few? wait i’ve got it. a couple! calling a couple sexy agents to the front. yes that’s it.

emily: What is going on right now?

y/n: yay! everyone is here! who wants to come pick me up? there’s a pretty nifty reward in it for ya

emily: Is this you telling us you’re too drunk to get home tonight?

jj: What’s the prize?

y/n: rhymes with douth to douth mesuscitation

y/n: and wine drunk? yes. joanne already called roy to come get her but i bet her that one of you’d get here first because y’all are sexier and therefore faster.

jj: You’re darn tootin’— we’re on it.

emily: While I appreciate the confidence, don’t Roy and Joanne live like four blocks away from the bar you’re at?

y/n: yeah but that doesn’t matter— sexiness cancels out logic.

emily: And alcohol also seems to cancel out logic, we’ll be there soon. Stay with Joanne please.

y/n: let the race begin!

Apparently the younger woman was right because JJ and Emily did beat Roy to the bar. Not by much but by some. All three partners met at the door of the bar with knowing smirks.

“I see you two were also informed of the race those two cooked up tonight.” Roy chuckled as he slowed to a stop.

JJ, ever the competitive one, reached for the door with a knowing grin. “Yep and we win.”

Roy laughed good-naturedly and patted JJ’s shoulder, “i’m sure the prize will be well worth it. i would’ve dropped her home myself had they not been hellbent on this little test.”

“Same here Roy. When those two are left alone who knows what to expect. This one might be just as bad.” Emily teased poking JJ’s side.

“Hey, just for that I won’t be sharing my reward with you.” JJ shrugged leading the trio into the bar.

Roy grinned as he watched JJ weave through the remaining patrons, “You’ve definitely got your hands full with those two. I do not envy you.”

Emily shook her head affectionately as she and Roy made it over to Y/n and Joanne’s table. “They keep me busy for sure.”

As soon they were in eyesight, Joanne was teetering to her feet toward Roy. “You lost. I even gave you a head start.” She pouted, all but falling into the man’s arms.

“I told ya it wouldn’t matter. We’ve got the law on our side! Plus they’ll do anything for the right incentive.” Y/n grinned, hanging from JJ’s arms.

Joanne turned clearly ready to argue some more but Roy cut her off sweetly, “Oh come on Jo, we’ll beat em next time. Let’s say goodnight.”

After practically dragging both women out of the bar, they all parted ways for their own treks home. Somehow Y/n had pulled JJ into the backseat with her, and she after losing a battle with a seatbelt she’d settled into the older woman’s side hazily.

Now they’d seen their girlfriend tipsy, quite often actually. When Garcia was around they tended to go drink for drink. But they hadn’t really experienced her this drunk before. And this was proving to be rather entertaining.

“Lord have mercy,” Y/n groaned, hand caressing JJ’s cheek.

“What’s up baby?” JJ frowned locking their fingers in concern.

“you know if sexy were a crime, you’d be servin’ a life sentence.” The southern twang the younger woman normally sported seemed to multiply by 100. Her eyes were glazed but her smile was bright and JJ was just two steps shy of falling victim to that honeyed voice.

“Is that so?” JJ grinned leaning about as close as her seatbelt would allow her.

“Mmhmm,” Y/n hummed leaning in as well. And just as their lips were about to meet, Y/n’s body jolted back with a hiccup. And all JJ could do was laugh affectionately and pull the younger woman closer.

“Oh, you’re so drunk.” JJ chuckled.

“And cute. Don’t forget cute.”

“Yeah Jen, don’t forget cute.” Emily teased from the drivers seat while JJ rolled her eyes. At Emily’s voice, Y/n wrestled her way out of JJ’s arms and turned her glazed eyes on the woman behind the wheel.

“Hot damn, Mily. Pull over. “ Y/n urged, fighting the seatbelt to poke at the older woman.

“Why? Are you gonna throw up?” Emily asked, concern taking over her voice.

“No but I’d like to put the backseat of this car to use.”

“HaHa! Nice try sweetheart, but we’re almost home. I’m sure you can wait just a bit longer.” Emily tried to placate.

“Please,” Y/n whined, eyes locking on Emily’s in the rearview mirror. “I’ll be good.”

Emily’s fingers tightened around the steering wheel almost imperceptibly and her eyes shot back to the road. “I’m sure you will. But until we get home how about you snuggle up to Jen for a bit.”

Y/n groaned but flopped back against the seat obediently and Emily was pleased to see that the alcohol hadn’t turned the younger woman completely militant. JJ smiled and pulled her close and tried to hold her laughter back when Y/n mumbled something that sounded like ‘Snugglefer’. It wasn’t long at all before JJ felt her girlfriend relax against her completely and with a soft kiss to her head she smiled up at Emily.

“She’s out. Thought she had you for a second there.”

“She almost did. But don’t tell her that.” Emily rolled her eyes with a laugh.

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Vampire Captures Vampire Hunter to Use as Bloodbag Masterlist

Warnings: blood drinking, kidnapped human, intimate vampire whump, violence, dominance power move, captive human bloodbag, blood and broken bones, blood drinking

A vampire hunter ambushes a vampire club with his crew -- but little does he know, the tables are about to turn, and not in the human's favor. How will he survive when one vampire decides to turn him into a pet?

This storyline finally has its own Masterlist!

Part 1 - Why Hello, Little Hunter...

Part 2 - Rough Car Ride

Part 3 - How To Shut Up Your Human

Part 4 - Blessed Silence

Part 5 - Fight Me

Part 6 - Playing Cat and Mouse

Part 7 - Would You Look at That... I Win

Part 8 - Dying? Already?!

Part 9 - Help! My Human is Sick

Part 10 - A Brief Reprieve

Part 11 - How to Care for Your Human: A Complete Vampire's Guide

Part 12 - Feeding the Prey

Part 13 - An Attempt at Cooking

Part 14 - Escape Plan

Part 15 - Anticipation

Part 16 - Run for Your Life

Part 17 - Vampire's Rage

Part 18 - Excruciating Pain

Part 19 - You Asked For It

Part 20 - Suffer

Part 21 - Feeding Tube

Part 22 - Carewhumper

Part 23 - Slow Recovery

Part 24 - Drowning

Part 25 - The Company You Keep

Part 26 - Coexistence

Part 27 - Choices

Part 28 - Blood Bargain

Part 29 - Chores

Part 30 - Handicapped

Part 31 - Unwanted Help

Part 32 - Hopeless

Part 33 - Bargain

Part 34 - Blueberries?

Part 35 - No Way Out

Part 36 - Surprise! Didn't See That Coming!

Part 37 - The Unfortunate Truth About Garlic & Vampires

Part 38 - Paycheck Paid in Blood

Part 39 - Relax

Part 40 - Happy Human = Happy Vampire

Part 41 - Intruder Alert

Part 42 - Role Reverse of Predator and Prey

Part 43 - Burn

Part 44 - Take Advantage

Part 45 - My, How the Tables Turn

Part 46 - Mercy

Part 47 - The End

Spinoff Story/Continuation of Vampire & Vampire Hunter

Part 1 - Hemlock & Silver Poisoning

Part 2 - Captured

Part 3 - Anger

Part 4 - Enemy

Part 5 - Shaky Trust

Part 6 - Manipulation

Part 7 - Backed into a Moral Corner

Part 8 - Play With Your Food

Part 9 - Savor It

Part 10 - Talk About It

Part 11 - PTSD & Anti-depressants

Part 12 - Forgiveness Denied

Part 13 - Internal Conflict and Tensions

Part 14 - Newcomer

Part 15 - A New Ally

Part 16 - How Anisa Found Alex

Part 17 - What Were You THINKING?!

Part 18 - Flashback: The Reason Behind Why Alex Never Lies

Part 19 - The Taste of Vampire Blood

Part 20 - Grouchy

Part 21 - Anisa's a Control Freak

Part 22 - Jealousy

Part 23 - For Feedback Purposes

Part 24 - Meet Back in Ten

Part 25 - Ambushed

Part 26 - Alex Gone Feral

Part 27 - Run, Mallory, run for your life

Part 28 - Rogue Vampire

Part 29 - Hunting Anisa

Part 30 - Guilty Feeding

Part 31 - Alex Attack

Part 32 - Make Amends

Part 33 - Fatal Injury

Part 34 - I'm sorry... I lied

Part 35 - First Day of Your Immortal Life

Bonus Alternate Ending: Mallory Begs Alex to Turn Him

CROSSOVER NOVEL!! (This storyline is continued in it)

Fanart for chapter 16, how Anisa first found Alex after he'd been Turned

Fanart of Alex leaving Mallory to drown

Fanart of Alex feeding on Mallory

x3 epic fanart pieces starring Anisa (and one with Callahan)

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Poll: how should this novel end?

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[baby-yongbok]

Manipulation

Han Jisung x Fem!Reader

-`♡´- Genre: Friends to Lovers - Supernatural themes

-`♡´- Summary: Jisung is all that you have and you're all that he wants.

-`♡´- Word Count: 6k

-`♡´- Warnings: Mentions of Blood (Like, a lot, though no one ever bleeds), Supernatural themes (Jisung and Reader have supernatural abilities), Violence, Use of drugs & alcohol (Smoking While driving -please don't do that), [I think that's all.]

-`♡´- A/N: Jisung is basically a blood bender and that's fucking awesome to me.. so enjoy!+ the reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡. All feedback is appreciated! Thanks for reading! 💗

-`♡´- Note - Hemokinesis or Blood Manipulation is the ability to control and manipulate blood.

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We should have never met but the fact that we did means that chaos is a naturally occurring thing in this world. Why do I say that? Let’s just say that Jisung and I are not the type of people that you want around. We’re the exact opposite. Degenerates. The evil in a good situation, and we whole heartedly don’t give a fuck about the damage we cause because the only thing that matters is the fact that we have each other. We’ll always have each other. Now, what could we possibly do that’s so bad? We manipulate, but not in the way that you’d expect.

“Hey, bubs?” Turning to face Jisung from my spot in front of my closet I feel my legs weaken beneath me as I stumble backwards a bit, using the door frame behind me to keep me up. The feeling is gone just as fast as it came and I take a second to ground myself before flashing a well deserved middle finger in Jisung’s direction.

“Fuck you with the iron manipulation.” He erupts into a fit of laughter as I abandon the task of trying to locate the bag that he lent me that I’m more than sure is buried in my closet. I was going to be nice and finally return it but after that stunt I think that I’ll keep it for a bit longer. “You think you’re so funny.” I sit on the edge of my bed, glaring at my best friend as his laughs intertwine with the music playing from my speakers. He always gets a kick out of using his abilities on me, he’s had his fun now I’ll have mine. I lift my hand towards Jisung and his laughter stops instantly. 

“Yeah?” With a grin Jisung looks around aimlessly. “Gonna take my sight away? You’re playing dirty now.” 

“Oh am I? Come get me, Ji.” Standing and backing away from my bed a bit, I keep my control over his sight as he reaches out in front of him, swatting his hand in an attempt to hit me. I mimic his earlier laughter as he struggles to navigate the newfound darkness. 

“Ya know, the good thing about my abilities is that, if I want them to, they apply to everyone in the room no matter if I can see you or not.” He clenches his fist and my body stiffens. “So now, you’re locked in place and I definitely can find you.” Standing carefully from the bed he holds his hands out to keep from banging into anything. I try to speak but the blood in my body is literally frozen under Jisung’s control, don’t ask me how I’m even still alive with one of the most important units of my life force frozen inside of me, I don’t know the answer. Nobody does. That’s why Jisung’s ability is so dangerous, it doesn’t make any sense. The only thing that I do know is that if I try to retaliate even a little I’ll be on Jesus’s doorstep. 

“Mmm, I can hear you breathing.” He chuckles a bit as he takes his final step before bumping right into me. Unclenching his fist and freeing my blood from his bind he catches me as my body gives out from the sudden blood rush. His sight restores itself as I release my bind on his vision. 

“Got ya” Looking up at him with angry eyes we both can’t help but to erupt into laughter. This is what we do, we use our powers to mess with each other and get what we want. There’s only a select few of us who can do the things we do, why would we want to waste it by doing what society wants us to? I understand that we can be troublesome from time to time like when we crash parties… or cars, but this isn’t our fault I swear.

If people didn’t think that we were monsters maybe we’d behave differently. If people didn’t think that Jisung was a criminal then maybe he’d be more willing to calm down. But no, because he is the only living person with hemokinesis in this city that we know of, he’s labeled as high risk and everyone is constantly on his back the moment he steps outside. There’s never been anyone willing to get to know him until he met me during our freshmen year of university. People aren’t too fond of me either, I guess having the ability to manipulate bodily function is scary? Seems pretty mundane to me. We were outcasts so naturally we gravitated towards each other and before we knew it we were best friends, partners in crime that promised to protect each other from everyone's nasty comments and condescending stares. That was short lived though because we both dropped out of university a month after we met. 

The sound of The Neighborhood playing blares through my room and cuts through our laughter as we start to dance a bit as I regain my composure and even out my breathing. He sways me as we dance hand in hand through my dim bedroom before pushing me back onto the mattress and plopping down next to me. 

“You know what would make this Friday night a real win?” He asks and I look over at him. “Weed and a couple of beers.” 

“Then what are we still doing here? You’re driving.” Sitting up and grabbing my sweater next to my bed I stand with Jisung as we put our shoes on and grab our stuff. We leave my bedroom and cut through the kitchen to avoid my brother and father in the living room. The worst thing about dropping out of college is having to still live with the little bit of family I have left. Rent costs an arm and a leg around here so right now my minimum wage job won’t cut it. 

“Going out.” I call to them.

We hear quick footsteps approach as I reach for the doorknob, before I can turn it completely my father appears to the left of us catching our attention. “Where are you headed?” He only wants to know so that he can listen out for any gossip later. He knows that Jisung and I will be the talk of the town if we do anything too extreme. I’ve learned that what everyone else finds to be extreme is very different from what we think. Death is extreme to us, a fire or a house crumbling to the ground, those are extreme events. To everyone else, either of us breathing is enough to get the damn president to send out the troops. 

“Not sure yet, gonna drive around a bit.” I notice my step-brother standing behind my dad glaring at Jisung from over his shoulder. “Oh, Ji didn’t you want to head by that store?” 

I take Jisung’s hand in mine and interlock our fingers. Both my father and brother’s eyes lock in on the gesture and they both seem to try and stop themselves from having a visceral reaction, they failed.  Jisung catches on quickly and joins in on my little game. “Yeah, I did, they have a huge parking lot and it’s always busy. I thought we could go and put on a show.” 

Jisung nudges me suggestively and I genuinely chuckle in response. What makes me laugh harder is my brother, San’s clenched jaw and my dads disgusted yet furious gaze locked on Jisung. I can tell that he’s praying that it’s a joke, praying that he and I aren’t really dating or fucking or anything like that. I’m sure that he would rather be stoned to death than hear me say that Jisung and I are dating. He’s so lucky that we’re not.

“Relax, I’m joking.”  Jisung says before opening the front door and placing his hand on the small of my back. “It’s always empty so it’ll be a private show.” 

I can’t help the laughter that escapes me as Jisung leads me out of the front door, swiftly closing it behind us. My dad calls after me but we just hurry over to his car like we didn’t hear him. “I’ll take good care of her.” Jisung yells back towards the house before sliding into the front seat and slamming the door closed. 

“You’re horrible.” I scoff as I buckle myself in.

“You started it.” He shrugs as he starts his horribly old pick up truck and pulls out of the driveway.

As funny as that was, I know that I’m going to hear an earful later, especially from San, he’d kill Jisung if he could and I know that for a fact. San despises anyone with abilities but he has a special hate for Jisung, he’s gone on endless rants over the years hoping that one day I’d suddenly agree that he’s right and that Jisung is a monster, that day hasn’t come and it never will. 

“You grab the beer, I’ll stock up on snacks.”  Jisung says as he shuts his car off and steps into the gas station parking lot. 

“Roger that.” I coughed a bit before ashing the tip of the blunt we were sharing. I’d be lying if I said that the weed we’ve been smoking for the past fifteen minutes wasn’t starting to get to me. I have a much lower tolerance than Jisung but you would never be able to tell since I’ve mastered the art of hiding it. Doing recreational drugs isn’t exactly welcomed at my house with my father being a part of the city government. Oh, did I forget to mention that my dad is the city attorney? How else do you think that Jisung and I are still walking free after all of the shit we get into. My dad might hate the guy but he’s saved us both more times than I can count.

We waltz into the store and go our separate ways to complete our mission. I head right over to the fridge housing our desired golden liquid and grab two cases, one of my favorite brand and one of Jisung’s. As I’m walking up to the front of the store I hear what sounds like aggravated voices going back and forth, when did that start? It was silent a second ago. As I get closer I realize that it’s the store clerk ranting at a now very aggravated Jisung. Seriously? We just left the house. 

“All the stores in the area and this kid had to pick mine. We don’t serve the likes of you here.”  Jisung hasn’t said more than two words to the guy since I’ve been standing here. He just lets him go on and on since we’re very used to this type of thing happening. They complain, take our money, complain some more and then we leave. 

“If you’d let me pay I can leave.” Jisung states matter of factly as he slaps a twenty on the counter. “ I’ll take those cases too.” 

I walk up next to him and place the cases on the counter. “I got this” I slip in front of Jisung and smile at the man behind the counter. He’s pissing me off but he doesn’t have to know that. I often try to intervene before things get too out of hand, especially when Jisung is high. He already has a fairly short temper and for some reason it’s way worse when he’s under the influence. 

“This is all, sir.” I say to the clerk as I pick up the twenty and extend my arm towards him.

“You’re with that degenerate? Aren’t you Choi’s daughter?” Closing my eyes tightly I sigh keeping my arm extended towards him. Of course he recognises me, just wonderful. One of the downsides to being the city attorney’s daughter is that almost everyone knows your face. This is why I stopped going to those Godforsaken press conferences. “You’re gonna get yourself killed hanging with him.”

“No, it’s you that’s going to get yourself killed.” Jisung protests as he lifts his hand in that insufferable man’s direction. 

“Ji, come on” The clerk behind the counter instantly starts to moan in pain so I assume that he is using his Thermovariance, in other words, he’s boiling his fucking blood. Not enough to kill him, just enough to nearly get a steam rolling. 

“Han, seriously, let's just go.” He’s a sucker for me calling him Han, I never understood why but I don’t care as long as it gets me what I want.

He sighs, dropping his hand and rolling his eyes at me. He’s pissed off and I understand that but I’m not trying to build a criminal record at this age, maybe in my late twenties but not now. “Leave the cash, let's go before I empty him.” Placing the money down on the counter I grab some of the snacks and one of the cases of beer and leave the rest for Jisung to grab.

“Have a good night” I called over to the disoriented clerk before getting back into the car. 

“I’m way too high for this shit.”  Jisung groans as he lights a new blunt before starting the car. He takes a long drag before passing it to me and driving off. We get some ways down the road in comfortable silence before he breaks the barrier.

 “Why do you still hang out with me?” I can barely hear his question over the music but he looks at me expectantly anyway. I shrug as I stare forward and focus on the passing streetlights.

“To piss off my dad obviously.” Jisung scoffs, snatching the blunt from me and bringing it to his lips.

“I always knew you were using me.” He shakes his head as he blows a thick stream of smoke through his nose in a deep exhale. “Such a bitch.”

Neither of us can contain our laughter as we fan at the cloud of smoke surrounding us. He may have asked a serious question but he knew that I wouldn’t give him a serious answer. We save the serious stuff for when we’re so stoned that we can hear colors and taste sounds, this is only the beginning. 

“If I can’t use you for sex then I might as well use you for something.” 

“And why can’t you use me for sex?” He quips back with a light chuckle. My red eyes meet his for a split second before looking down at the blunt that he’s passing me. 

“Well first of all that’s disgusting and second of all I’m not trying to have my brother actually kill you. The only reason he hasn’t is because he knows that we’re just playing around.” I lean forward to ash the blunt on the dashboard and open the window to air out the car, the smoke mixed with the obvious sexual tension in here is suffocating. 

There wasn’t an ounce of truth to me saying that fucking Jisung would be disgusting and he knows that, we’ve talked about this more than once. He thinks I’m hot which I find hard to believe since I’m not really a reflection of the girls that he likes to date. I’m thick, a lot thicker than anyone he’s ever slept with but he’s gone on several rants about just how much he loves my body so I have no reason to doubt the validity of his statement. Jisung on the other hand is exactly my type, honey skin and soft brown hair with a beautifully toned body and an impossibly tiny waist. He’s unreal and he knows it. Despite his social status there are a slew of women who are dying to piss off their families by having him dick them down in the backseat of his car on any given tuesday. They use him as revenge bait and he knows it but he doesn’t care as long as he gets to nut. 

We’ve talked about things that friends normally discuss like when we lost our virginity or how many times we’ve touched ourselves thinking about each other, it’s all water under the bridge for us… I think. The tension between us always builds a bit higher on nights like this, I mean who doesn’t get horny when they’re high right? But on a serious note I can’t fuck Jisung no matter how attracted to him I might be because that would complicate things and he’s the only uncomplicated thing in my life. My dad and step-brother haven’t been the same since we lost my mom five years ago and then a week after that my sister fell to the same fate. My only remaining blood sibling wants nothing to do with any of us and San and I have an intricate relationship to say the least. Sleeping with my best friend would be like setting myself up for failure. 

“First of all, that’s rude and second of all your brother loves me.” The teasing tone in his voice fades into a chuckle that prompts an eye roll from me. 

“Do you want to kill everyone that you love?” He shrugs and hums lightly before glancing over at me with his eyebrows raised and his lips pulled into a thin line. “Fuck you, Ji.”

He laughs, eyes focused on the nearly empty street in front of him as we stop at a light. “I hope you know that I'd kill him before he kills me.” Jisung glances over at me, his features are cold and serious. I stare back at him, mirroring his expression the best I can before cracking a small smile. “I know where we can hide the body.”

“Fucking maniac.” He scoffs with a smile and I laugh with him. He turns onto the highway and I turn the radio up to a deafening volume. 

“Speed up, what’re ya scared?” I reach up and open the sunroof and Jisung watches me as he bops his head to the music. He lets down all of the windows as I stand on my seat and stick my upper half out of the sunroof just as he speeds up. He’s probably going ten over the limit right now but I don’t see any cops around and there are barely any cars on the road. He starts racing imaginary cars, weaving between lanes and effectively throwing me side to side as I try to enjoy the night breeze. This has been my thing since I was a kid, my mom would let me stand in the car as my dad sped down the highway, she’d let me climb onto the middle console and stick my arms up out of the sunroof while she held me in place. It was dangerous but it was so much fun, so freeing.

The vibration of the bass shook the car as it glided down the highway. My skirt blew in the wind rushing through the window as Jisung sped up bit by bit. Suddenly, I feel warmth on my thigh and all of my concentration goes to that spot. Jisung’s fingers trail up my leg and caress the skin peaking out in the diamonds of my fishnet stockings. Though he and I agree that we could never fuck each other the bond that we foster isn’t exactly conventional. We like to touch each other, he’ll rub my thigh or hold me from behind casually and I reciprocate his actions on a regular basis. This is our normal, the part that’s new to me is the slow trail that his hand is making towards my heat. I can hear him singing the song on the radio as he speeds up just a bit more, probably hitting 85 in the 60 by now. His hand continues up my thigh, moving to the side to trace the curve of my hip. 

“Fuck.” I hear him exasperate as I process the sound of police sirens behind us. I crawl back down into my seat and put my seatbelt on. We turn down the music completely and pull over to the shoulder of the highway. I reach into the glove compartment and hand Jisung his registration and we both take our licenses and ability identification cards and place them on the dashboard along with our open hands. When you get pulled over with an abilities like ours, some officers like to try and get a reaction out of you. The last time we got pulled over I was the only thing stopping Jisung from literally killing the officer that decided to get handsy with him.

The officer approaches the window like a snail crossing the street and we both sigh. We exchange knowing looks and I start silently praying to myself, please don’t let this man be an asshole. Once he reaches the window he looks us both over before silently reaching into the car to grab Jisung’s identification and registration “How are you doing tonight, kids.” He checks the registration then his License and lastly his ability card. Jisung and I opt to stay quiet and offer no more than a meek nod in his direction.

“What are you two doing out tonight?” The officer asks as he shines his flashlight in Jisung’s face. His eyes trail up and down Ji’s frame, sizing him up. 

“We’re going on a date.” Jisung shrugs as he makes eye contact with the officer. 

“A date, huh? Where to?”

“Well, sir, I’m trying to surprise my lovely girlfriend here so if it’s alright with you, I'll keep that to myself.” He smiles up at the officer teasingly. The less he knows the better.

“I see.”

“May I ask why we were stopped? Are we getting a ticket?” 

“You were going twenty over the speed limit, I’ll let you love birds off with a warning this time.” The officer pauses before looking over at me. “ I’ll warn you especially ma’am, be careful with this kid he’s dangerous.”

Satisfied with himself, the officer smiles down at the irritated man in the driver's seat. “You two be careful alright? There was some commotion over at the gas station some ways from here. You two wouldn’t happen to know anything about that would ya?” the officer drops all of the collected information into Ji’s lap as he looks between us. 

“Not at all, if we hear anything we’ll be sure to call the station.” I didn’t plan on lying to a cop tonight but I guess this is fine. He looks between us clearly trying to spook us but we’re unfazed, it’s gonna take a lot more than staring behind some black out shades to intimidate us.

“Alright, well then I’ll let you kids go, have a good night.” He starts to walk away but doubles back suddenly, bending down to the window. “And try to sober up a bit before heading home.”

He stalks away again, quicker than when he came and Jisung and I do our best not to laugh. “That was fucking close, is it that obvious that we’re stoned?”

I can’t help the laugh that erupts from my throat as I stuff my ID back into my wallet. Jisung stares at me in confusion as he mimics my actions.

“Dude, we have two cases of beer in the backseat and we literally hot boxed your car a couple of minutes ago. We smell like a dispensary and your eyes are glowing red.” He hurriedly looks into the rearview mirror and examines his appearance.

“ Fuck, you’re right.” He fixes the mirror and sighs, we sit in silence for a bit before he speaks up. “Can you pass me the eyedrops out of the glove compartment?”

“Yeah, sure.” I start searching through the glove compartment but I stop when a waft of smoke floats in my direction. I side eye Jisung as he takes a small drag of the blunt and blows it out of the window.

“Want a hit?” He offers me the blunt with raised brows and I scoff before continuing my search. 

“You’re an idiot.”

“Which one is your favorite?” I ask Jisung as I raise my beer bottle to my lips. After some more aimless driving we ended up going to our favorite spot in some woods just outside of town. It’s the perfect spot for us to be left alone with our antics. We turn the car radio up and rotate between laying in the pick up bed of his car and sitting on a huge rock that we’ve claimed as our own. Right now the blankets spread out in the back of his pick up are way too cozy and inviting to pass up on since it’s gotten a bit chilly out.

“Which what?”

“Which part of your ability?” He looks over at me with a slight blush creeping up his neck and onto his cheeks. He takes a swig of his beer and swiftly follows with a drag of our third shared blunt. I suggested that we stop a long time ago but Jisung insisted on pushing the limits tonight. I’m pretty fucked up from the cross fade of weed and alcohol but I’ll never admit that and I wont have to because the rosy blush on my caramel skin is a dead giveaway.

“Why do you want to know?” A shy laugh slips from his lips and I shrug, it’s just a question why is he getting shy?

“Curious, If you tell me yours I’ll tell you mine.”

“I like that I can control blood flow, it comes in handy.” With furrowed brows I take a swig of my drink while racking my brain trying to figure out how such a thing could be useful. 

“How so?” 

“Ahh.. that, my dear, is something I’d have to show you and I don’t think you want me to show you what I use that for.” He explains turning to me slightly. I mimic his movements turning my body to him and giving him my full attention. 

“Show me.”

“Seriously, I don’t think - “

“What’re ya scared? I thought the Amazing- Bloodbending- Han Jisung wasn’t scared of anything?” My teasing seemed to get to him just a bit, so naturally I continued. “The Jisung that I’m always hearing about is some confident, daring and dangerous man who isn't scared of anything.”

“Fuck it.” He grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to him so that he can put his arm around me. He moves to put his beer down and free his other hand while I watch him in confusion. 

“What are you-” He rolls his eyes, turning back to face me.

“You begged for it and now you want to back out? What’re ya scared?” He mocks my previous question and now it’s my turn to roll my eyes.

“Shut up, I’m just confused.” 

“Trust me, bubs.” He looks me over slowly, too slowly. What's going on here? “Have I ever hurt you before? Okay, wait, don't answer that. Have I ever hurt you on purpose?” With a slight laugh I shake my head. 

“Then relax and let me know if you get uncomfortable.” Without another word from either of us and some rock indie rock song blasting on the radio Jisung takes a deep breath and rubs his fingers together. He then lightly touches my knee and guides my legs apart. I furrow my brows again before he places the palm of his hand over my pelvic bone and I start to feel a euphoric rush in my stomach and legs. The feeling works its way up and down to fill every inch of my body. My core starts to pulse and drip as Jisung watches me closely with his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

“W- what are you -” 

“I increased blood flow to your… you know. It’s like an instant turn on.” The air around me feels thick and I find myself fighting the urge to whine at the building pressure, am I about to… no way, I can’t cum from this. Impossible. “This is my favorite part of my ability.” A shy smile crosses his blushed lips and I can’t help but to stare at them. I always stare but never when he can catch me, I always wonder how they’d feel against my lips and skin. I’ve always wanted to taste them. Woah, what the fuck? No, I can’t think things like that, not about him.

“Okay, cool you c-can stop now.” His eyes stare down at me with a heated gaze, boring holes into my skin. His eyes switch focus between my eyes and my lips as he reluctantly moves his hand. I sigh in relief as I feel my body start to cool down but it’s not enough, I still feel the blistering heat of need crawling under my skin. Fuck, why did he have to show me that? It’s bad enough that we’re out here ten minutes to midnight while I’m in a skimpy skirt and he’s in a tight black tank top. He let me borrow his jacket when the wind picked up and now I want nothing more than to give it back to maybe extinguish these hot and disgusting thoughts running through my head.

“Remember our deal about not fucking?” I stare up at him, wide eyed and feeling vulnerable. “What does that apply to?” 

“What do you… what do you mean?” Suddenly it feels like he never even moved his hand. My body feels hot all over again and I can feel myself clench around nothing desperately.

“I mean I just... Fuck.” He pauses as he takes a second to help me sit up and he picks up his drink and takes a long swig. That was definitely a courage shot, what the hell is he about to say? “I mean.. you have no idea how much I think about just… corrupting you. Manipulating your body, I’ve wanted to do that trick to you since I discovered it.” 

A small chuckle escapes him as he looks over at me trying to gauge my reaction.

“Ji, you know why we agreed to that. Sex leads to complicated relationships or dating or whatever and I can’t do that with you. I can’t risk losing you too.” 

“You wouldn’t.” Jisung's response is nearly a whisper, a desperate plea that came out weaker than he expected. “If we’re together then you’ve got me for life, bubs. You’re my best friend, nothing could ever change that. You’re the only person who doesn’t see me as a monster.”

Now it’s my turn to take a courage shot. I down the rest of my drink, avoiding eye contact like it could kill me. “I get it, you wanna fuck me, you don’t have to butter me up to get in my pants.”

“Hey hey hey, this is about way more than that. I don’t just want to fuck you, you’re so much more than a stupid notch in my belt. I want to be with you. I’ve wanted that for so long and you’ve wanted it too. I know you do. I see the way you look at me all the time, when I stay over at your place and we’re sleeping together and when I’m driving and you think that I don’t notice. You stare at me just like I stare at you, you have that same longing in your eyes.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t lie to me.” He’s serious now, his tone is firm and it adds an extra beat to my already hammering heart. How does he know all of that? How long has it been since he’s noticed?

“Jisung, I don't have feelings for you. You’re hot, that's it.” I’m lying. I’m lying through my fucking teeth and he knows it. I’m a shit liar when I’m faded.

“Then let me kiss you.” He finishes his drink and puts his bottle to the side all while looking straight at me. “If I’m nothing more than your hot best friend, let me kiss you. If you pull away then you’re telling the truth but if you don’t then you feel the same way that I do.”

“I’m not doing that.” My eyes fall to his converse and I take a shaky inhale. There’s no way that this is happening, what is he thinking?

“You are.” He sounds like he’s pleading again, his words are careful but he means them, oh gosh. He leans forward, placing the bend of his pointer finger under my chin and lifting my head until my gaze meets his. “I’m sick of us pretending” He whispers, his voice full of emotion. I can’t look away, my heart is pounding in my chest and I take a deep breath. His other hand reaches for mine, taking it and pressing chaste kisses to my knuckles. His eyes squeeze shut with each kiss and I can’t help but to take in the sight of him, his features softened by emotion, his emotions for me. I let out a shaky breath and whisper back. 

"Han, we shouldn’t."

“Why not?” His eyes are still closed and he squeezes my hand as his lips move against the back of it. “I know you better than anyone on this earth. I love you more than anyone in this universe, you love me too, I know you do. What are you afraid of?”

“I told you, I can’t lose you.” My voice sounds more strained than I anticipated but I ignore it, it’s a reflection of how I feel. A verbal representation of the hurricane in my chest.

“If you’re so afraid to lose me then why won’t you be mine? Why won’t you let me have you?”

“Ji, stop it.” He drops the hand that he was kissing and moves his other hand to completely cup my cheek. We’re so close that his exhales are my inhales and I swear I can hear his heart pounding from here or maybe that’s mine.

“Let me kiss you.”

“Jisung” His name is merely a whisper as I exhale.

“Let me.” He whispers back and the sweet sound of his voice rings in my ears.

“Han.” I inhale the scent of him but it’s not the same, it's desperate, but it’s sweet. Much sweeter than usual.

“I’m going to kiss you.” He closes the gap between us and I hold my breath. His lips touch mine and the heat that I was feeling earlier multiplies with a spark of burning desire. He’s kissing me. My best friend is kissing me and only one word comes to mind. Perfect, this moment is perfect, he is perfect and I desperately don’t want him to be. His lips move against mine slowly, passionately, and I almost feel like I’m floating. I thought that I’d feel panic. I thought that I’d be scared but I’m not, he was right. Fuck it.

I sigh into the kiss as I melt into his touch, his fingers caress my cheek softly as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me. His other hand rests on my hip, squeezing lightly and guiding me forward to straddle his lap. I climb onto him as I savor his taste. There's hints of beer and the blunt we shared but there’s a sweetness to it, it’s something that I can only describe as being him. It’s Jisung that I taste and he’s flooding my senses. 

“I knew it.” He whispers against my lips before pressing me back into a hungry kiss. Our lips abuse each other relentlessly as they move in tandem. I can’t seem to control the small whines that escape me but I don’t mind because each one of my whines is matched with a desperate groan from Jisung. 

“Be mine.” He whispers into my mouth and I sigh, content at the sound of it. He wants me, he wants to be with me… but what if I lose him?

“Ji.” I whisper back, trying my best to pull away but he holds me there. His hand on my cheek kept my lips on his. “Jisung” I lightly push at his chest, I can’t do this. We can’t do this. What if everything goes wrong? What if I lose him too? “Han.”

He stops, pulling away with heavy breath and dilated pupils. His blushed lips are more red than usual and he dips his tongue out to lick them quickly as he stares up at me. 

“I can’t…” There’s a hoarse scratch to my voice as I stare back at him. “I can’t lose… we can’t do this.”

“We just did.”

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Trick-or-Treat Masterlist

That's a wrap on my trick-or-treat ask party! I hope you all have a glorious Halloween! Thank you so much to everyone who trick-or-treated in my inbox; I had such a lovely and creative October thanks to you, and I had the best time creating your treats.

If you had told me one month ago that I would create twenty-three unique projects in 29 days, I wouldn't have believed you, but I did it, and not to toot my own horn, but I'm really proud of all of them. I'll be honest, this project pretty much took over my entire life for the month of October; so many more people participated than I expected, and I'm so grateful to all of you! I hope you enjoyed your treats as much as I enjoyed making them.

Now that the event has ended, you can either check the links below or click here to see everything I created for this year's Halloween party!

Stay spooky, my friends 🎃

Sawbones divider for @wizardofrozz

Convor Tech for @eclec-tech

Wolffe wallpapers for @enigmaticexplorer

The Bad Patch pumpkins for @dangraccoon

Boba Fett wallpapers for @kimiheartblade

Wolfpack cadets trick-or-treating for @clonethirstingisreal

Hunter's Moon tarot card for @maniacalbooper

Sunflowers & Blasters wallpaper for @523rdrebel

Grogu in a pram-kin for @goblininawig

Tooka and Rex-o-lantern for @eternal-transcience

Kix wallpapers for @arctrooper69

Big Trouble in Little Mon Cala cocktail for @nika6q

Halloween on Pabu: Batcher for @frostycatblr-fandom-files

Rex & the 501st playlist for @littlemissbshine

Halloween on Pabu: Crosshair for @moonstrider9904

Plo Koon and OC Lupe for @lonewolflupe

Kix or Treat ficlet for @ireadwithmyears

Echo and Nuna tooka for @returnofthepineapple

OC Nimue in a witch costume for @moonlightwarriorqueen

Shadow/Hunter and Scarlett/Crosshair dividers for @jedi-princess-kestis

Hound and Grizzer ready to trick-or-treat for @deejadabbles

It's Always Sunny in the Entertainment District cocktail for @sunshinesdaydream

Ahsoka BOOpkin for @sees-writes

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OKAYY ive hit 100 links on my blue lock masterlist! any upcoming works will be moved to a second list 🤍🤍

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Hi Steph.

I was wondering, do you have any fics with accidental love confessions, maybe when being drunk, sick, or drugged. Or even better, really accidental in their day to day life.

If you dont have a list like that, you may always hit me up with a favourite list of yours.

X Seven

Hi Lovely!!I actually have a new list coming for drugs, and recently posted a drinking list, and I have LOTS of sick fics... SO I'll just give you this fantastic list of fic lists to check out!

Cute-Drunk Sherlock

Drunk and Drinking Johnlock

Drunk and Drinking Johnlock Pt 2

Drunk and Drinking Johnlock Pt 3

Drinking Games / Hanging Out (Oct 2023)

Self Harm, Danger Nights, and Drugs

Drugs and Drugging Pt 2

Whump With Vengeful / Worried / Panicking Partner

John Whump / Sherlock Takes Care of John

John Whump / Sherlock Takes Care of John Pt. 2

John Whump / Sherlock Takes Care of John Pt. 3

John Whump / Sherlock Takes Care of John Pt. 4

John Whump with Guilty Sherlock

Doctor / Caretaker John

Doctor / Caretaker John Pt. 2

Doctor / Caretaker John Pt. 3

Doctor / Caretaker John Pt. 4

Doctor / Caretaker John Pt. 5

Sherlock is Sick/Hurt (Sherlock Whump)

Sherlock Whump Pt. 2

Sherlock In An Accident

And I have more health-related fics on Page Three of my Permapost!

I hope these please you, and are exactly what you're looking for!!

Enjoy!!

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(TW) Drinking Masterlist

50 notes to unbox (ao3) - dylaesthetics

Summary: Dan moves out of his parent's home to start university and his older lifelong best friend Phil is rather an efficient help when it comes to helping Dan unpack, as well as a regular visitor of Dan's studio. What happens when Phil stumbles upon Dan's piggy bank for university savings he crafted as a child and finds it a new purpose? What happens when the truth comes out when it's so needed?

OR an overly cute, long and coming of age multiple part one shot you better read now.

Anthropomorphic (ao3) - Sifi_Ducks

Summary: Just them getting drunk during lockdown

Designated Driver (ao3) - aby55al (orphan_account)

Summary: Pastel Dan runs into a drunk punk Phil at a party. Then they have sex.

drunk words are sober thoughts - danhasacrushonphil

Summary:  The opportunity of a life time comes in the form of Phil Lester actually showing up at a party, all tattoos and bright blue eyes. Dan’s been crushing on him for far too long, so getting the chance to play Never Have I Ever with his crush? Yeah, he can’t pass that one up. What could go wrong?

i don't know why (i can't keep my eyes off of you) (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Starting a new university is hard enough without Phil having to convince his best friend PJ he doesn't have a crush on their other flatmate, Dan. He definitely does not have a crush on Dan.

i don't know you, but i would love to meet you (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: It didn't work out with the guy at the bar, but Phil struggles to mourn his loss when the guy across the table won't stop staring at him.

I Wonder When We're Gonna Make It (ao3) - AnironSidh

Summary: When a new neighbor moves into the town that Daniel Howell has lived in his entire life and finds his safe spot in the town's vineyard, he will challenge Dan's view of himself and his town. Soon enough, they find themselves in an attraction nothing like Dan's ever known and one that those around them cannot understand. This may be Dan's only chance to escape and truly be himself. - A fic for a phandom reverse bang 2020 prompt in which Dan and Phil live near a vineyard, sneak grapes, drink stolen wine, and fall in love despite the times (1980s). Also, in which I project my love for queen onto Dan, because Muse doesn't exist yet and because I can.

Keep These Secrets In A Lie (ao3) - CanDanAndPhilNot (enbycalhoun)

Summary: Dan and Phil are friends. But friends don't act the way they do.

knowing the way (ao3) - watergator (orphan_account)

Summary: dan meets phil at a party

based on the line in BIG, "trust me, i've known a lot of straight guys until a couple of drinks, some deep conversation and lingering eye contact, and suddenly they just start leaning in."

Les Règles du Jeu (ao3) - danfanciesphil (thejigsawtimess)

Summary: Games night at PJ's. Phil wants to play.

Misery and Malibu (ao3) - dip_the_pip

Summary: Going home to Wokingham already made Dan miserable, but being around his old school friends is somehow worse, especially when Phil experiences firsthand the harsh words that were thrown at Dan all his life.

party poison (ao3) - howellesterfics

Summary: Dan wants to get properly drunk on New Years to celebrate the end of a decade, things don't go exactly to plan because he's kinda dumb

Renewable Energy (ao3) - Septic84

Summary: Dan and Phil hated working with each other since a bad business venture, now they are forced to do so again in America. They will need to team up and work together to beat the competition, but can they stop bickering long enough to do so?

something visual, not too abysmal (ao3) - sierraadeux

Summary: Dan and Phil get ready for the late night, double feature picture show.

the man of my dreams (ao3) - mel_m_a_o

Summary: He first dreamed about this man maybe two months ago. The dream wasn’t really something out of the ordinary and Dan didn’t really remember what it was about, but it stuck out to him, because he wasn’t usually someone who remembered his dreams. He often thought he just doesn’t dream at all, but that certainly changed. He keeps dreaming about the same pale, black haired man and his bright eyes that make Dan wake up in a sweat. He starts to see the face everywhere all the time until he actually does.

vampires will never hurt you (ao3) - howellesterfics

Summary: Dan is embarrassed by his mistake of a Halloween costume, but not everybody has such negative feelings towards it.

we have more in common than i thought (ao3) - manicpixieidiot

Summary; bad boy!dan has a bit of a secret crush on nerd!phil, and when grouped with him in class he uses the opportunity to convince him to come to a party. (what happens next will shock you!!) (not really, no shocks don't worry)

featuring a latin class, a party, becky&jessica, flustered drunk boys. and more softness than intended.

When the Weather Breaks (ao3) - sierraadeux

Summary: Sitting across from Phil on that worn out velvet Starbucks sofa, sharing sickeningly sweet coffees and what they would like to think were hushed giggles, was the first time Dan felt a glimpse at what real love could feel like. or Perception checks, pining, and peppermint mochas.

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Beautiful Blood -- Sadistic Vampire Whumper Keeping Human Pets Masterlist

TW: violence, blood drinking, intimate vampire whump, death, forced servitude, sadistic vampire master

Summary: a young boy named Asher has a very unique gift: regenerative blood that gives him rapid self-healing properties. But that gift can easily become a curse when a certain Vampire finds this ability absolutely fascinating. Does his blood taste different from other humans...?

Part 1 - Human Auction

Part 2 - A Gamble With Death

Part 3 - Newby

Part 4 - Friend?

Part 5 - Life of a Bloodbag

Part 6 - Hard to Adapt

Part 7 - The Party

Part 8 - Unwelcome Guest

Part 9 - Help from a Monster

Part 10 - Near-Death

Part 11 - Aftermath

Part 12 - How To Murder a Vampire

Part 13 - Vampire's Wrath

Part 14 - Expensive Blood for Rich Customers

Part 15 - Rent-a-Bloodbag

Part 16 - Kindness from a Stranger

Part 17 - The Wolf in Human's Clothing (Literally)

Part 18 - Escape

Part 19 - Reunion

Part 20 - Vendetta of a Vampire

Part 21 - Less Bark and More Bite

Part 22 - Enemies to Hostile Allies

Part 23 - Surprise! Plot Twist

Part 24 - Something's... Different Now.

BONUS SCENE - Asher's first time feeding as a newly-turned vampire.

If you liked this story, I highly recommend reading my other vampire novel about a vampire who captured a vampire hunter. You can find it HERE

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- two

- strawberries

- summer fruits

• popsicles & ice cream

• potatoes

drinks:

• milk cartons & bottles

• cola & bacon

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Drink With Me Masterlist

Summary: In the middle of a vampire apocalypse, no one is safe. And yet, nothing could have prepared Jake for watching the love of his life torn apart by a swarm right before his eyes. So he is in for the shock of his life when you turn up two years later, standing before him as one of the creatures he's sworn to destroy. And though you still seem like the old you, you both know this can only end one way….

Status: Upcoming

Part 1

Part 2 (coming this month)

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Elijah with his youngest siblings:

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there is nothing quite like having strawberry milk and remembering that wanderer’s banner officially became two years old the day prior to yesterday.