blood drinking

After Jungkook goes out of his way to help a sickly-looking stranger on a rainy night, the universe chooses to reward him in the most bizarre and unexpected way possible – with a nest of overprotective Vampire sugar-daddies.

A fanfiction about Lady Alcina Dimitrescu and one of her servants, an enby named Sasha.On a fateful encounter in the library at night, things are set in motion that will change their life forever - from a simple staff member, they are to rise into the position of her new handservant and dutifully do their tasks despite every hardship tossed at them.... hardships that eventually involve feelings.(Fluff, Angst and eventual Smut.)(Occassionally with Fanart at the end of a chapter.)

After months of living in the hotel, you’d come to know and be friends with everyone. You notice that Alastor was acting a bit strange today. Turns out, it’s time for his antlers to shed velvet. In an attempt to become friends with him, you offer to help.

It has been decades since your last victory together. Since you stood by his side.He’s had quite the difficult time following you after your departure. But now, as old friends become your enemies, Astarion thinks it is time you return to him—where you belong.The only thing that has ever, truly, satisfied him.

Lucifer could never stand Alastor’s attitude; but when the Radio Demon shows up at the palace, nearly dead, on extermination day, he decides that maybe he isn’t so bad after all. or;When Alastor arrives in Lucifer’s workroom, on death’s doorstep, the conversation that ensues paves the way for a romance they never expected. Together, they put together pieces of information that reveal a nefarious scheme that poses a direct threat to Hell and makes the hotel ground zero for a new, even worse conflict.

Many sinners will tell you just how frightening the King of Hell truly is. From the way he holds himself up in battle to the way he loves his daughter and wife. That's what the public said, anyway. He had to make Charlie happy. He had to, there was no other way about it. She was in fact his everything. He couldn't risk losing her again. Even if risking revealing the worst parts of himself to an unexpected, annoying, self-centered, certain Overlord.

Lucifer KNOWS he shouldn't trust a word that Alastor says. And yet, Lucifer agrees to lay down for him anyway.

Would he have been okay with Lucifer staying? Did he want him to stay? Did he want Lucifer to climb back into his bed and kiss him again in a way that was entirely, undeniably and unapologetically sexual? …Maybe. ~|~ I finally finished it! 6500 fuckin words of disgustingly fluffy (and yet also kinky) porn about two tired dads figuring their shit out together. MIND THE TAGS, y’all. Al’s a damn cannibal, don’t be fuckin surprised that I added blood play. <3 ~kisses ALSO a special thanks the lovely @Ntrashdemon on X for letting me scream at them about this fic while I was writing it <3

Lucifer has trouble falling asleep and Alastor has a great idea to solve this issue.

Tav is an asshole and hands Astarion over to Gandrel at the first opportunity. Astarion is dragged back to Baldur's Gate, terrified by the thought that Cazador is just waiting to get his hands on him again. Luckily for him, a certain Cambion seems to be rather interested in his fate. Raphael offers him a pact: protection in exchange for servitude. Of course, the devil has his own plans, even if it's just to spite his father.

Jisung is kissing him before Minho even has a chance to stand up. Hot, desperate lips, fingers slipping under the hem of Minho’s shirt without hesitation. Minho arches into him, bows his head back, allowing Jisung’s lips to travel. Maybe he’ll do it now. Bite Minho. Drink from him. Minho’s legs will go weak and his knees will give and he’ll cease feeling like he’s too heavy for his own bones. “I’m not biting you in the middle of my dining room, sweetheart,” Jisung drags his teeth across Minho’s throat, teasing. (OR: Jisung is a vampire; Minho indulges.)

“Why the fuck do you have a pink silly straw?” Alastor is unrepentant as he says, “It matches your vest.” “That’s not what I meant! Why the straw?!” “Oh! That’s even easier to explain! Lessens the mess. Rosie suggested it.” “I’m not a juice box!”

This takes place during episode 5. After the tour of the hotel. Lucifer has had the most important person walk out of his life, his very own wife. He dealt with that. But what he can’t deal with is Alastor walking out of his life and then not telling him he was back until he saw him at the hotel. So he needs an apology and Alastor better make it a good one.

Astarion had been entombed for years now. ... The desire to leave this place was always strongest in these moments. It was single minded, heavy, it choked his throat and squeezed his chest, he felt full to bursting with this desire. He felt empty. No amount of begging, pleading, or screaming had helped before but still he managed to choke out a single word between useless hiccupping breaths. "Please." For the first time someone answered.

Oscar can vividly remember the first time he killed someone. He hadn't meant to, it was an accident at first. He only wanted to scare the girl. To give her a warning to stay away and keep her disgusting hands off of Lando Norris. But the adrenaline had spiked through his veins, sending him into a euphoric high, and the more blood that spilled, the higher the rush. It felt so good, too good. OR In a small town, everyone has their secrets. It just so happens this small town is full of the most twisted ones.

Both hungered for freedom, revenge, power, and unexpectedly, love. But when she rejected her father, Bhaal, and aided Astarion's ascension, his offer of eternity was met with her firm refusal; she refused to be bound to another master. A decade later, a mysterious letter lured her back to Baldur's Gate, tempting her with the allure of power. Returning to the city, she prepared to face the shadows of her past, unsure of what awaited her as she braced herself for the consequences of her past choices.