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Last Thought To You by AlbaPie
Fandoms: Sam & Max (Comics), Sam & Max (Video Games), The Adventures of Sam & Max: Freelance Police (Cartoon)
07 Jan 2022
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Max died and didn't come back.
Sam's last thought's before taking a chance to join his little buddy once more. -
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(Sequel to "Take A Hike") Yukine had been happy. They were both about to move into their own house, finally! Until Yato disappears. Yukine tries to find out what happened, but no one else seems to know anything about his blue haired god. Where is Yato?
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(This is a Yato/Yukine fanfic, don't like, don't read.) Hiyori is fed up with the boys. It's spring break and everyone was planning on doing something together for their vacation, but it was obvious that with how much Yukine and Yato fought, no one would enjoy the trip. So she sends them on their own trip, to "Strengthen their bond."
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As a teacher, Yato was supposed to look after all of his students, and notice their talents. Right? One day while everyone left after class, he looked around the classroom real quick, just to see if anything had been left behind. What he found was a bit unexpected. I believe that they call it, “Fan Art”.
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This is based off of the song called, "The Lost One's Weeping" and by a lot. This does contain suicide and I guess some pretty dark thoughts. I know many others have probably done this before, but I decided to just relax and give it a shot.
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Drifter has been the butt of quite a few jokes at the hotel. All because he is a vampire that didn't follow the stereotype.
Like hell Doorman, his partner for CENTURIES, would let that stand by.
So, he developed a plan.
A plan that the hotel sure won't forget.
Same goes for Drifter, his one and only.
The one man he can call his own. -
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There are many strange and colorful guests who come through the Baroness, and the Doorman has seen them all. He says all are welcome, but that isn’t strictly true. Most are welcome.
He is undecided about the mangy creature muddying the rug.
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-The hall was completely different, not that he could see more than ten feet in front of his face. Hair on the back of his neck raised as a door opened before him, and out stepped the patron he’d been wondering about all night. Doorman regarded him with a smile that was too warm to be comforting. Excitement emanated off of him. Drifter tried to walk forward, wanting to slash the smile from his lips–but he couldn’t move.
“You’ve had fun tonight, yes?” Doorman asked as he walked up to the vampire. “Harassing my staff, my own acolyte. I saw everything. Even your thoughts, which were not appropriate in the slightest.” He scolded, reaching into his own pocket.
“Tell your fuckin’ acolyte to stop scamming people.” The vampire bristled at him, watching with sharp eyes as Doorman stood before him. “I wasn’t gonna tear him apart, if that's what you’re so worried about.”-
Worry was an understatement. Doorman was going to give the vampire something to fear for the rest of his damned existence on earth. In a way, this doesn't end poorly for either of them. The worst thing that happens is discovering how absolutely starved of adrenaline Drifter's body has been. That leads to some...Interesting reactions.
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In the wake of surviving conflict, the Doorman and Drifter return to their base to find that a fight has occurred in their absence - and the ritual is at a risk of failure. With some quick thinking and handiwork, the Doorman has an idea for how to create a new entry portal to summon the Patron.
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“Divine blood is a rare treat. Can't waste the opportunity to indulge while I'm in town.”
“Yet you've clearly already gorged yourself.” Doorman practically spat, trying to shift from underneath the other man only to find his strength too much for even his own broad frame. “You don't need my blood, you've fed enough.”
“Well ‘haps you're a pallet cleanser, wash away the taste o’ alleyway filth. Maybe you're the grand finale, or maybe, just maybe” he smirked, digging his claws deeper into Doorman's shoulder and feeling warm blood pool around each incision “ya nothin’ more than another quivering meal
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Aka ‘old friend's' reunite in a dark alleyway and Doorman feels a new human emotion for the first time. Pain.