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Harry makes an awkward blunder during an eighth-year gathering. Theo turns it into a game. Neither of them quite know what the prize is, but that's hardly the point.
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The wedding of Princess Irulan gathers the lords and their families of the Imperium together for the first time in living memory.
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- Part 1 of Obsidian and Wisteria
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kiss from a rose by liliyee
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022), Vampire Chronicles Series - Anne Rice
06 Jul 2024
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In a way, Armand is too following the life tied to their companionship, ensuring its course. And why not learning? He merely prefers a more direct approach.
Daniel and Armand find and lose each other over half a century.
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Armand thinks himself great at first impressions. He ought to be, having spent so many years twisting himself into whatever form most pleases.
But when he met Daniel, he had already shattered into the pieces of himself that are loud, insincere, cruel. The pieces that are not worth loving, some part of his mind whispers, in a voice that could belong to Louis or to Lestat or to any number of others whom he has tried to fit inside of himself and keep, an endeavor which has only ever ended in the same blistering disappointment.
And now—as he is sitting in the wreckage of another failed attempt at shaping himself into a home, covered in plaster dust from an outburst of rage only a fraction as bright as that which he deserved—now all there is left in front of him is Daniel.
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Armand, Daniel, and the monsters memory makes of us.
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- Part 1 of rewind & play it back
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i’ll keep your pillow warm by SheOfBadIdeas
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
09 Jan 2025
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It’s starting to feel like this is not just about him feeling sorry for what happened earlier. Daniel says as much aloud, unable to help it even if it might mean shooting himself in the foot. Even if he might risk putting an end to this by giving it name.
“Hmm,” Rashid hums in feigned contemplation as he settles one knee on the bed beside Daniel’s hip. The index finger of his left hand dips underneath the sleeve of the older man’s cardigan. Runs along his pulse point, his veins. “What do you think it’s about, then?”
“No fucking clue,” he replies, his stare dragging up the line of Rashid’s throat, over the curve of his jaw, past his mouth and up to his eyes. The boy isn’t meeting his gaze, his lashes fluttering in the direction of Daniel’s wrist. His lips are parted slightly. He looks—he looks.
He looks horny. Wrecked. Devastatingly pretty.
Rashid huffs an airy laugh. “Liar.”