4 Works in Vampire Oliver Quick
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How terrible for a child of the night to fall for the sun.
School's back and living a double life for Felix has never been more difficult. Between being a monster hunter and a normal college kid, he's got his hands full but all of it pales in comparison to his newly made best friend, Oliver Quick. Shy, elusive, mysterious Oliver Quick, the new object of his attention.
(alternatively: Felix and Oliver meet, become obsessed and now, it's everyone else's problem too.)
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- Part 2 of Monster Hunter AU
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“Of course I need help! I’m about to kill myself, mate!” Felix shouts. He doesn’t care that he’s naked as the day he was born in front of Oliver. It doesn’t matter anymore.
“I was talking about how I could make it better.” Ollie says.
“Get rid of my fucking uterus, that’s how.”
He shrugs. “Or I could just get rid of the blood. I was gonna drink yours anyway. The source doesn’t matter to me.”
Felix whips around, eyebrows raised.
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Felix has been letting his best mate drink his blood for ages now. And that’s not gay. It’s helping a friend.
It’s kinda gay when he sucks said friend’s dick, though.
It’s definitely gay when he really likes it.
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It's not common to have someone's perception in certain things that is alike yours, you're never one to spare interests in other living beings aside from Felix after all. Perhaps it's the Catton bloodline, a blessed curse bubbling through the veins much like yours, that you find yourself humming in a sort of an approved pride at Venetia's denotation of a bloodsucker brute who goes by the name of Oliver Quick.
Oliver's kind is to suck them dry, but even as a blind, you can see he's not just out for blood. No, this little one has an appetite similar to yours, drawn to lavish things. From the very art you find yourself constantly returning to read, this little bloodsucker has set his sights into your very frame, too.
Your lovely Felix. Such kind-hearted, such keen smell, Felix isn't yours but he is. He is.
Oliver Quick may be a moth of a pierced palette, but you're a dragon at heated heart; he's to sneak and maybe snare with what fangs he can bear, but you're to preserve in such a possess of a gold only you can hoard and hold.
Most call a dragon's stash as treasures, but yours is called Felix, his last name's Catton.