[ONGOING/ON HIATUS] a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages. /// - an adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy and sunflowervolvimp3 collaboration - vampire!harry self-insert au (we like writing Y/N because it's more inclusive by allowing everyone to create their own mc in their head)

word count: 10.4k content: friends with benefits, flirty pest!harry, teasing, fingering, and oral baybeeee preview: He damn well knows the way it disorients her when he offhandedly uses pet names and remarks that have made appearances during their sexual encounters; he knows the way it revs her and it amuses him more than anything to see her fidget and fumble to keep composure. He adores having that influence over her and he thrives on wielding it to his advantage. Y/N swallows down her nerves, feeling them lodge in her throat and refuse to go down. The way he slowly bats his lashes at her suggestively doesn't help at all. Harry reaches across the bar, hovering the lime wedge over her face. He taps it gently against the center of her lips, the acidic juice rubbing off and making her skin tingle. "Open up for me, yeah?" Y/N's lips part on command and Harry can't stop the pompous hum that runs along the back of his throat. "Always so willing, aren't you?" She glowers at him from the side, her grumble strained and therefore lacking any real mass. "Shut up." He coos with exaggerated fondness, attempting to stifle an arrogant smirk. "I'm just happy to be your first time, s'all." "You're so fucking annoying." "And yet you always end up in my bed. Funny how that works, innit?" or bartender!harry teaches Y/N how to do body shots but lime juice isn't the only thing that ends up dripping down his chin.

word count: 26k (i have no self-control oop) content: a ton of domestic banter, a huge amount of fluff, two (2) make out sessions, demon!h putting that tongue piercing to good use, a load of filthy ass smut, him looking hot while doing some spells, and some dogs of course preview: Y/N's attitude is one of timid guilt. "Isn't that tapestry a sacred antique? Wouldn't it be wrong to...y'know...?" Harry belts out a disbelieving laugh. "Since when do you care about defiling satanic artifacts? Thought you'd be all for it." She scowls. "Won't Lucifer find out?" Her boyfriend rolls his eyes haphazardly, waving a hand weakly for emphasis before using it to push his disheveled curls away from his forehead. "I highly doubt it." "I feel like he has a way of knowing everything, H." "He does, most times. But," he holds up his pinky symbolically, wiggling it around with a shit-eating grin curving his cupid's bow, sing-songing. "I won't tell if you won't." The raunchiness of it all is appealing to her urge to be rebellious- an urge he had instilled in her over the months they'd known one another. She reiterates her previous point, trying to convince herself more than anyone because it really is so unbelievably tempting. "It's a risk, and it's wrong." Harry fits her chin between his thumb and forefinger, ghosting his mouth over hers and blinking slowly, establishing a seductive hold. His whisper is warm and raspy, almost as if he's trying to keep their shadows from eavesdropping. "That's what makes it so fucking hot." Y/N follows his lips, aiming to draw him into a kiss, but he pulls back, brows kinking in a mocking fashion. The action silently communicates its intended message: If you want a kiss, you have to give in to me. or demon!harry wants to introduce angel!y/n to his hellhounds but an extremely sinful offer ends up postponing the summoning ritual

a collection of one shots from my tumblr. some I wrote years ago so pls have mercy <3 I edited them the best I could <3 all work is original, do not repost. contains mature content, so read at your own discretion.

Harry and Y/N have a threesome with another girl and things go very wrong, very quickly. As it turns out, sharing isn't always caring. --- This story started as some random little drabble that I had no intention of expanding on whatsoever but after an influx of people came in asking me to continue the story, I wrote a part two that ended with a really grating cliffhanger (in true Andrea fashion LMAO) . I promised to write more to the fic to give everyone proper closure because I really went in on y'all on part two (my sincerest apologies) but I didn't know where to take it for a while- for 2 years, actually. But i finally know where I want it to go and decided to compile all the parts to this messy series in one post. Happy reading! :)

Something about her entranced him. Maybe it was the way her eyes sparkled in the sun that still sat high in the sky above them. Maybe it was her smile which instantly warmed him or the way she tried to straighten her shirt and brush down her trousers. Or, maybe it was the way she seemed approachable. Whatever it was, he suddenly felt like he needed to know her. OR When you meet the love of your life only to be separated by war and all you want...is five minutes more.

The blurbs written for Five Minutes More.

Kiss in the kitchen like it's a dancefloor

A cluster of Harry one shots off my tumblr!!

Just a collection of one-shots from my tumblr for people who do not like to read on the app! I have another one of these, but it was starting to get thick and I'm also a big dummy and parts were getting mixed up and confusing, so I thought starting a new one would help straighten it up a bit