❝I would totally fuck Patrick Stump❞ (cover by @guilt_tripping)

Basically a simple party game turns into so much more. Let's see what 7 minutes will bring for Pete.

Ryden and Peterick Vampire AU ~~~~ Two men step out of the shadows. The taller one reaches out and grabs a fistful of Ryan's hair while the other locks an arm around my neck in a tight choke hold and drags me into the shadows. Panicking, I thrash about wildly, but their grip is too strong. Ryan puts up a slightly better fight, but in a few seconds we're both pinned against a cold brick wall. "So what're two pretty boys like you doing out so late?" The taller man, who is restraining Ryan, says with false sweetness. "Oh, give it a rest, Brendon." The man in front of me rolls his eyes. "Dallon won't like you flirting with other guys." "Dallon can go fuck himself." The guy- Brendon- shrugs. "We're not dating." The one restraining me mutters something I don't hear, but Brendon obviously does, because he shoots a glare at him. "Well at least I have somebody." He remarks. "Hey, fuck you man." As he turns to face Brendon, the grip on my throat loosens. Hastily, I attempt to escape, but he notices and slams me against the wall again. "Hey now," Brendon addresses me. "Calm down. We wouldn't want to have to hurt you." They both laugh at that. Ryan turns his head to shoot me a worried look, then he nods his head towards the men. I frown, confused, so Ryan opens his mouth and taps his tongue against his canine teeth. Still confused, I try to get a look at my captor's teeth. His mouth is open as he laughs, so it's easy. When I see, my heart stops; he has fangs.

Dumb as H*ck pictures that I find places. (The only picture I claim as mine is the picture in the chapter "I Love Visual Puns, They're Just So EYE Catching(I Made This In A Hobby Lobby)") Also, if I ever get to the chapter limit thing(which I have observed to be 200 chapters) I will either make another book, or just add more than one picture in each chapter, but I'm most likely to just make another book because I'm lazy. I got to the chapter limit guys!!!(I was right it was 200) So once I get this all posted I'll continued another book because I have. So. Many. Memes.

We took eight exes and sat them in a room with a camera, a list of questions and a bottle of what we call our "Demon Drink Mix". Shots strong enough to knock the devil off his throne. The game is simple. Truth or Drink. Each pair of exes will be asked a series of questions no one would want to answer. A dare or two will be thrown in just for the fun or it. Either they answer honestly, or they take a shot. It's up to them whether or not they want to risk getting a hangover from hell.