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inklore · 7 months
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crucified
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premise: when his fingers slip between your open thighs you know there’s no other god you’d give yourself over to. no other god who can feed you, starve you, with such a loving hand.
pairing: lestat de lioncourt x human!reader
word count: 852
contents: blood and blood drinking, cult au, scars, inflicted wounds and cuts mentioned, foreplay, ownership kink, religious undertones.
note: if there's a sign up sheet i'm at the top of it hehe.
haunted hoedown day seven.
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The cuts no longer hurt. 
No longer give your flesh that rippling sting through your nervous system for longer than seconds before the euphoria hits. 
Before the reminder of why you’re cutting yourself open with a blade to begin with. Why your fingers and wrists stain with the smell of copper for days after because you’ve bled so much for him. 
Always for him. 
The scars on your flesh only grow the longer you stay here. Stay with him. Worship him the way a man like him thinks he should be worshiped. 
Except he’s not a man.
Inhuman. 
Monster. 
God. 
The titles mean less to you than the beauty of the magic that is him. 
Lestat. 
You have a backstory. Something sad and traumatic that explains how you got to be here. How you’re on your knees in front of him, blood spilling down your arm—a new scar for him to lick clean. To heal with his tongue as he drinks from the bounty you’ve presented for him. 
A symbol of your devotion.
A symbol of your love. 
But you can’t remember anything but Lestat. Can’t think of a thought that doesn’t have him wrapped up in it. That isn’t a chant screaming out his name or making your insides swell until you have no choice but to relieve the burning. 
Sometimes with your own hand.
Sometimes, when you’ve proven yourself, he'll help you. 
Rid you of an ache that he’s caused. Take pity and use your body for selfish needs that stick with someone even after they’re no longer human. 
“It’s what you were made for.” He’ll whisper in your ear as his hips roll slowly between your thighs. 
And you’ll eat it up. Cling to him like something small and fragile who doesn’t want to be weened off the poison that gives them their only comfort. 
It’s why you showed up here tonight. Why you’re in his room, at his alter, knees digging into the hard floor, blood dripping, hooded eyes looking up at his smiling face. 
His legs spread, back against the velvet covering of the chair he’s in. 
A throne for a god. 
A monster. 
There’s a plead on your dry lips, falling down to his feet, licking his ego. It makes his hips shift, makes something in his eyes turn from hunger to starvation—something worse than thirst, than want, than need.
He loves his pets, but he loves them even more when they're bleeding for him. 
When they need him.
Elation makes a weak smile pull up the corners of your mouth as you watch him move to his knees in front of you. Joining you on the floor, showing you that yes, he’s going to give you what you want, what you need, even if that means stooping down to your level of frailty, to show his mercy. To show the kindness of a good god. A god who loves his people just as long as they’re offering up their lives in his hands.
Their blood on a perfectly scarred wrist that he’s wrapping his lips around and sucking from. 
Gasps and whimpers, head pointed towards the sky, eyes fluttering, insides burning, as he feeds from you. As he takes your offering, your gift, what he’s owed, what you’ll always give him—what you’re made for. 
His lips parting from your flesh to run the tip of his tongue over the cut, wet mouth pressing against the rough skin of past cuts he’s had his mouth against—tongue inside, fingers scooping up your devotion and pressing to your lips so you can taste the sweetness for yourself. 
“Do you like it when I bleed for you?” Your vision no longer blurry as you murmur the words. As his mouth hangs open centimeters away from yours, blood drips from his bottom lip and onto your white nightgown. 
His hand coming to hold the side of your neck, nails skating across your sensitive skin, making your jaw twitch on a silent moan. “Yes, ma petite.” He whispers before pressing his mouth against yours.
Yes, little one.
Yes, darling.
Yes, meal.
“When you taste this sweet, how could I not?” His tongue licks into your mouth, coats your tastebuds in the coppery flavor of your own devotion. Of your own demise. “Swallow it. Swallow and see why I keep you around.” His palm presses against your throat, waiting, wanting, daring you to swallow against it. 
Waiting to feel your throat bob as you do what he says and take back what you’ve offered him. Replenishing your senses with the blood that already beats within your veins to keep you alive—that you’ve relinquished to the monster who only keeps you alive when you’re spilling yourself of that life.
But when his fingers slip between your open thighs—the skillful press and pull of them—you know there’s no other god you’d give yourself over to. No other god who can feed you, starve you, with such a loving hand as Lestat can. 
When you come on his fingers, you know that this is truly what you were made for. 
You were made for him.
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deadcryptid · 2 months
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chapter 2 of forever under lock and key!
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squirrellypoo · 11 months
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The many occupations of fic Louis de Pointe du Lac
I’ve been reading a lot of fic to get me through the long wait to season 2, and I’ve been delighted by the sheer diversity of professional occupations writers have imagined for Louis. Here’s a list off the top of my head of ones I’ve read and enjoyed, though please do tell me in the comments if I’ve missed any!
Spa owner and massage therapist in "You're the one, designed for me"
Fashion photographer in "Let the flesh instruct the mind"
Coffee shop owner in “It’s like a sucker punch straight to my heart” by @thefairylights
Chef in "Saveur de la Maison" by @suikamelon6
Ballet dancer in "Meet me at the barre" by @dancermk
Club promoter in "Grenadine" by @penguinsandbats
Nanny in "Cord of Communion" by @brightfelon
Sugar baby in "Music when the sun goes down" by @mythicaltzu
Cabin crew in "The Mile High Club" by @bronzeriot
Publishing editor in "Brooklyn Baby"
Bar owner in "Under the Blood Mood" by @revolution-starter
University lecturer in "Practical Ethics" by @prouvaireafterdark
Teacher in "Your mouth and madness" by @brightfelon
Art gallerist in "The Saint" by @revolution-starter
Crown prince in "Part of Your World" by @weather-mood
Bartender in "My companion heart" by @mythicaltzu
Whereas Lestat is nearly always musician/rockstar/music producer (which makes sense since that's canon). Though I must give a special mention to his porn star career in "Pretty Boy" 👀
EDIT: I went and made a fic occupation post for Lestat now, too!
Apologies if I’ve mis-tagged or forgotten to tag any authors here, I’ve tried to match them up from AO3 references where possible!
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darkangel1791 · 4 months
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Hello darklings!
I wrote some book based Vampire Chronicles fics back in the late 90s early 2000s. I posted them all on AO3 earlier this year. Two are set during the Christmas season. I posted a little poll asking whether I should post them or wait until Christmas. Many people advised that I post them, and then post here closer to Christmas to remind people that they are there. I said I would abide by their decision, so here I am!
Christmas in New York
1947, Armand and Louis have been traveling together for a very long time. At Christmas, they find themselves in New York. Louis is just emerging from a period of melancholy silence.
This Holiday Season
Louis and Lestat invite the entire coven to celebrate Christmas with them in New Orleans.
Or, the most dramatic found family in the world gets together for the holidays.
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iwtvdramacd18 · 5 months
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It's finally out...
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cbrownjc · 2 months
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The first part of my next fanfic in The Forgotten Years series, which I am writing with @faerywhimsy, is now done. Please check it out over on AO3.
Title: Half-Forgotten Dreams
Pairings: Armand/Daniel, Daniel/Louis (past), Armand/Louis (past), Armand/Daniel/Louis (past), Lestat/Louis (past)
Summary: Though his interview with Louis is now at its end, Daniel continues to regain memories of his past that reveal things he’s not prepared to face.
End of Season Two — Show Canon with Book Canon Elements — Daniel’s POV
ACT I (of II) —  14,443 words — Mature
Warning: This story might contain possible spoilers for the end of Season Two (as it references later books in the series). If that is something you may want to avoid, please wait to read this story later. 
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Excerpt:
Al Shafar Tower, Dubai, United Arab Emirates, June 30, 2022, 1:08 a.m.
“And so now? The only thing before me now is to go on, night after night. Detached. Unchangeable. Empty.” 
Once again, Daniel listened to the recording of the final words spoken by Louis just a few hours before.
After all the drama, twists and turns, and painful remembrances and revelations, Daniel Molloy’s interview with the vampire Louis de Pointe du Lac was now over. Finished. 
Once he had spoken those final words, Louis had quietly risen from his chair in the sitting room and disappeared down a hallway, without so much as another word to Daniel. 
The Vampire Armand, too, had only paused for a few moments after Louis had departed before taking his leave as well, also without a word to Daniel.  
It was late, and Daniel was already way past when he should have already gone to bed. He was feeling drowsy and his Parkinson’s tremors were always worse at night when he was tired and still awake at such an hour. 
However, the fact that the interview was now, officially over, didn’t feel like a relief. Or even some great unfinished accomplishment that he’d finally finished, and could cross off a bucket list. 
No. What Daniel mostly felt about it all, at the moment, was a strange sort of . . . sorrow. 
He didn’t feel celebratory about having uncovered all the hidden truths and obfuscation that had been thrown his way since the moment he walked through the door of the Dubai Penthouse. Usually when catching an interview subject trying to do such things, Daniel took an almost sadistic delight in upending the person in question, trapping them into at least facing the truth — a truth Daniel always made sure he knew as well, with facts on hand to back it up, before he did so — even if they remained loathed to admit that truth to him or themselves.
However, after all the truths that were finally revealed during Louis de Pointe du Lac’s interview, all Daniel felt about it now, was melancholy. 
Daniel Molloy wouldn’t have believed it of himself just two weeks ago but after this interview, with Louis’ final words, Daniel felt himself almost wishing he’d just let Louis hold onto the illusions he’d built around himself about everything that had happened.
Especially regarding Claudia, his never-sister and forever-daughter. Claudia, who had broken Louis’ heart, (maybe even more than Lestat had), and who was now gone forever.      
It was strange how, after everything, Daniel now felt a kind of kinship toward Louis. Even a real sense of trust now. He couldn’t say how or when it had come about, but it was there.  
Louis had never lied to him about things in the beginning with any malicious intent behind it. Once his true memories began to reveal themselves, Louis didn’t try to hide from them anymore. He faced them, despite the utter pain it caused him to do so. 
And Daniel couldn’t help but admire, and have his heart go out to Louis for that.
Which was very much not the same feelings Daniel held toward Louis’ erstwhile vampire companion Armand.
When the full truth about Armand’s role in Claudia’s fate had been revealed — specifically what acts he’d committed in the lead into her final fate — had been revealed, Daniel had listened to it all with the same cold and quiet dispassion Armand had displayed in his telling of it. 
However, underneath that, Daniel had also continued to be confused by the five-centuries-old immortal, just as he had been after both he and Louis had revealed Armand’s true identity to him after the Rashid subterfuge.     
Even before now, Daniel had wondered what Rashid’s true goal and endgame were regarding Louis — regarding all of this.
And now, after the interview was concluded, Daniel still didn’t know.
And not knowing, not having figured it out when he was now at the end of it all, continued to pick at his mind. None of it was helped by the fact that Armand had been playing a major role in all the lost memories Daniel had never known, until now, that he’d even forgotten. Events from after the failed first interview with Louis back in 1973. 
Every time Daniel closed his eyes, it wasn’t only his forever-reoccurring dream he saw behind them now. The reoccurring dream — or more accurately, nightmare —  he’d been having off and on since 2005. 
No. Now, along with that, it would also be some forgotten memory flooding back to him, returning to him, as well.
And he knew they were memories. They always felt more real, more tangible, than his dreams did. 
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moderndaylestat · 7 months
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭
part 1
Lestat has broken some rules so Louis has to give him a thorough, extended punishment.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/50740606/chapters/128178232
This was my entry for the @vampirefest Kinktober event, Day 11 - dom/sub
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prytania · 1 year
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Get your life, y’all:
Cord of Communion
Your Mouth and Madness
Writer deets 🔥🔥🔥:
Ao3: TheMasterLetters
Tumblr: @brightfelon
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she-likesorchids · 3 months
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Designs on You: Masterlist
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Pairing: Human AU Lestat de Lioncourt x Louis de Pointe du Lac
Summary: Lestat de Lioncourt leaves France for New Orleans to get away from his life and his demons. He falls in love with the city and buys a townhouse in the Quarter. But, what happens when he also falls in love with the contractor he hired to renovate his house?
Louis de Pointe du Lac is trying to find his way as a business owner after his father dies and leaves him the family contracting company. He takes a job from a French man new to town offering him a disgusting amount of money to renovate his townhouse. He knows he's hurting, but can he fix more than his house?
They both have demons, but can they tame them? Can Lestat really run from what he left behind in France? Can Louis be everything his family needs? Can they fill in the cracks in each other's hearts? We'll see when the paint dries.
Author's Note: This is written slightly out of order. We start with the ending then go back to the beginning. It will make sense, I promise!
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Spotify Playlist
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Chapter One: City Life, Apple Pie Made Just Right
Chapter Two: I Could Not Ask for More
Chapter Three: I Can't Help But Wonder What Might Have Been
Chapter Four: Time Marches On
Chapter Five: Don't Talk to Strangers or You Might Fall in Love (coming soon!)
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deadcryptid · 1 month
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chapter 4 of time travel witch daniel propaganda
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squirrellypoo · 10 months
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The many occupations of fic Lestat de Lioncourt
I thought when I posted The many occupations of fic Louis de Pointe du Lac that there really weren't enough non-rockstar ones to do a similar list for Lestat. But I was wrong! It turned out that he has nearly as many diverse talents in the various fic AUs as Louis!
Again, this is just a list off the top of my head of ones I’ve read and enjoyed, though please do tell me in the comments if I’ve missed any.
Ballet dancer in “Meet me at the barre” by @dancermk Porn Star in “Pretty Boy” by @the-blackstag Instrument importer in “you’re the one, designed for me” Mafia boss in “Saveur de La Maison” by @suikamelon6 CEO in “it’s like a suckerpunch straight to my heart” by @thefairylights Actor in “Practical Ethics” by @prouvaireafterdark Antiques dealer/importer in “good to love” by @brightfelon Coven master in “Under the blood moon” by @revolution-starter Model in “Let the Flesh Instruct the Mind” Priest in “It’s a Sin” Actor in “Wishful Desires” Museum curator in “Reformation” Construction worker in in “Analyst Retentive” by @calipsan
Rock star/musician in (deep breath)... “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same (modern loustat series)” by @thefairylights “Cord of Communion” by @brightfelon “Brooklyn Baby” “Music when the sun goes down” by @mythicaltzu “The Saint” by @revolution-starter “see-through” “The Splendour of Us” by @lesfleursrouges ...and a Music producer in “Your mouth and madness” by @brightfelon
Yes, there are tons and tons more featuring Rockstar Lestat which makes sense since it's canon, but I've left out all the incredible book-based fics that recount the SF pre-concert reunion, for example.
Apologies for inevitably missing off any authors here. Tell me if one's yours and I'll edit to add!
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lestatbaby · 6 months
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Meet Louis Lane de Pointe du Lac and Lestat Kent. 
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Pulitzer-winning journalist Louis de Pointe du Lac never expected his world to be turned upside down by the arrival of Lestat Kent, the newest addition to the Daily Planet newsroom. At first glance, Lestat appears as an unassuming, bumbling newbie, but underneath those ill-fitting glasses and clumsy demeanor lies something Louis can't quite put his finger on.
Read: Breaking News, Breaking Hearts - by Lestat_baby
Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022) [Archive of Our Own]
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iwtvdramacd18 · 2 months
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A quick Loumand Paris fic!
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cbrownjc · 12 days
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The second part of my new fanfic in The Forgotten Years series, which I am writing with @faerywhimsy, is now done, and the entire fic is now complete! Please check it out over on AO3.
Title: Half-Forgotten Dreams
Pairings: Armand/Daniel, Daniel/Louis (past), Armand/Louis (past), Armand/Daniel/Louis (past), Lestat/Louis (background/past)
Summary: Though his interview with Louis is now at its end, Daniel continues to regain memories of his past that reveal things he’s not prepared to face.
End of Season Two — Show Canon with Book Canon Elements — Daniel’s POV
ACT II (of II) —  17,507 words — Mature — Completed
Warning: This story might contain possible spoilers for the end of Season Two (as it references later books in the series). If that is something you may want to avoid, please wait to read this story later. 
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Excerpt:
Al Shafar Tower, Dubai, United Arab Emirates, June 28, 2022, after sunset
Two days before Louis attempts to end his life via sunlight exposure.
Armand explained to Daniel, as they walked along a long hallway that led toward the back of the penthouse, that the Al Shafar Tower began its construction in 2006. 
Armand, using his human alias of “Rashid” during that time before construction began, had been one of the main investors in the building project before the ground had even been broken for its construction. 
Armand, at that time, had purchased all the penthouse space in the building, along with a sizable portion of the basement spaces, which included a private entrance into the basement space. Along with the design for a private elevator that ran from the penthouse directly down to that owned basement area. 
Construction of the tower was completed in 2009. 
All of this Armand explained to Daniel as he now led Daniel to that private elevator, located in a secluded corner of the penthouse space. 
“And what exactly are you keeping in this private basement area?” Daniel asked as they entered the elevator that would take them down to the private basement level. “Is it where The Farm is located? You and Louis both have yet to tell me anything about that little . . . whatever it is.”
“No,” Armand replied evenly. “The Farm is located in another place. The basement holds something much more … important. At least, for Louis,” he added, a note of resignation having been added in his tone.
“For Louis,” Daniel repeated. “The same Louis whom you told me a few hours ago was taking time to rest today?”
That day’s interview time did not have Louis come to talk with Daniel at all. Armand, once again, had told Daniel that Louis was taking the day to rest after the emotional remembrances of the day before. Just as he had done a week before when Daniel had first been given Claudia’s diaries to read. 
So that whole day, it had just been Armand and Daniel on their own. And Armand had told Daniel, in great detail — and with cool detachment — things he felt were significant to tell Daniel about his past; how he was first turned in the city of Venice, as well as his kidnapping soon after, and being indoctrinated into a cult of vampires called ‘The Children of Darkness,’ of which he became the leader of the Paris chapter of. 
How then, 300 years later, he’d first met The Vampire Lestat, who had turned the only life Armand had known for so long upside down; resulting in the end of that coven, and the beginning of a new one — the Théâtre des Vampires.
And then, finally, his role leading up to the trial and execution of Claudia by the Théâtre des Vampires.
“Louis did take time to rest today,” Armand explained. He continued to face forward in the elevator, not looking at Daniel as he spoke. “But during that time, he likes to come down to the basement level and spend time down here as well.” 
The elevator speakers announced that they had arrived at the basement level. 
“And why would Louis want to spend time resting in a basement?” Daniel asked, skeptically, as the elevator doors began to open.
With one arm, Armand held the doors open and, with a tilt of his head, indicated Daniel should exit first, only saying “See for yourself.”
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moderndaylestat · 6 months
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭
part 2
Is Lestat going to get his reward? Read to find out!
This chapter is my entry to @vampirefest’s Kinktober event for Day 20 - edging
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