#alcohol

  1. Get drunk

    Author: Lastande Sarie

    For the first time in my life, I want to get drunk. People would always laugh at me when I told them I have never been drunk. I would tell them that wasn’t my…

    Feb 10, 2014 · Ficly archive

  2. Noir: Turning of Luck on Perception

    Author: THX 0477

    Look the part, he says. What part?! Maybe he meant I shouldn’t be drinking coffee with my pinky extended. It wasn’t tea, after all. Thankfully, my…

    Dec 12, 2013 sequel · Ficly archive

  3. Cherry Vodka

    Author: RockPaperScissors

    Sanctuary, Sanctuary, Pull that bottle out the freezer. No chaser for me, I’ve been chased quite enough lately. “By what?” you may ask? Well by dreams and by…

    Sep 2, 2013 prequel · Ficly archive (1)

  4. Frivolous Kisses

    Author: nomad

    As the glass touches her lips and the red velvety courage enters her body, a metamorphosis occurs. No longer capable of walking confidently alone, she grabs…

    Jul 15, 2013 · Ficly archive (1)

  5. This Is Becoming Too Much Of A Habit

    Author: Ariah Oak

    Fear clenches in the pit of my stomach as I wake from my slumber in an unknown location. I rub my weary eyes and try my hardest to remember, but nothing comes…

    Oct 7, 2012 · Ficly archive

  6. Drunken Lullabies

    Author: Ariah Oak

    And here’s where my memory fails me. When you think about it, this is rather unsettling. Partaking in consuming poison for sheer pleasure, for the sake of…

    Oct 6, 2012 · Ficly archive

  7. Aquila Blue Label

    Author: jimmytee

    It wasn’t unusual to locate production in deep space. Faster than light travel was already very common and huge swathes of natural resources could be found in…

    Jun 25, 2012 · Ficly archive

  8. Knowing.

    Author: MissMay.

    I sit there, at the kitchen table, unwilling to hear the words spoken to me. “She died in a car crash, Hal. I’m very sorry.” I stare at the ring pattern in…

    May 15, 2012 · Ficly archive

  9. To Repost Something Already Posted

    Author: L'un Sans L'âme

    These walls, they are covered, from base to ceiling with pictures, of eyes. I’m trapped by their stares. I try to pull them off, but I am too weak, and they…

    Apr 17, 2012 · Ficly archive

  10. Gary and the gin

    Author: grautur

    Sometimes Gary wondered if there was more to life than gin. Then he took a sip. “Sweet lord,” Gary said, for this particular gin and tonic tasted especially…

    Apr 11, 2012 · Ficly archive

  11. Repeat.

    Author: OpenSkies

    Look at me, silly ‘ol me. What have I become? Doing breathing anything for a little coke and rum. Slurping Sipping here and there trying to forget my past…

    Mar 11, 2012 · Ficly archive (2)

  12. & There We Were, & All We Were

    Author: Ariah Oak

    You, the alcoholic, and I, the new smoker will grow entangled together. We will feed off of each other’s mindless addictions. I will need you for your midnight…

    Jan 22, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  13. Make Your Choice.

    Author: Infinity.

    I was freezing in that fridge. I was untouched. I am thankful you got me. What? You are crying. What is wrong? Here, take a drink of me. I promise I will ease…

    Dec 12, 2011 · Ficly archive (2)

  14. Means of Production

    Author: Sphinx Without A Secret

    “That... was not what I was expecting.” Jake stood in the doorway, flung open by Karen moments before. The basement stretched out before them, illuminated in…

    Dec 6, 2011 · Ficly archive (1)

  15. Do What You Do Best

    Author: THX 0477

    Massive shoulders hunching, Randon leaned over his as of yet untouched tenth shot. The preacher leaned back to see around his erstwhile companion’s bulk…

    Dec 5, 2011 sequel · Ficly archive

  16. Demerso Siccum

    Author: De Femina Clauditur

    These walls, they are covered, from base to ceiling with pictures, of eyes. I’m trapped by their stares. I try to pull them off, but I am too weak, and they…

    Oct 18, 2011 · Ficly archive

  17. Shadowing My Fears.

    Author: Infinity.

    The bottle and glass were in his hand, he no longer knew what was right and wrong. He acted on emotion and tempered with impulsiveness. He was weak. The glass…

    Sep 21, 2011 · Ficly archive

  18. Me the Drink

    Author: Cary

    I swirl around the ice at the bottom of the glass, slowly eroding it, taking it into myself. I share the cold of the cubes with the wall that contains me…

    Jun 20, 2011 · Ficly archive (1)