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eaudelouis · 3 months

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Could I request 1994 Armand x male reader? I don't think I've ever seen one of those 🥹 although I haven't checked in a while. Perhaps the reader is a recently turned vampire who attended one of the Theatre's plays? It's your choice whether it's an imagine or one-shot. Thank youuu in advance!

Absolutely!! Thank you for your suggestion! I hope this doesn’t disappoint!

Warnings: forceful feeding(?), blood, nudity (not in a smut way).

Synopsis: Louis takes y/n to the theatre of vampires to meet an old friend, Armand. Armand notices the new vampire, and how he must be thirsty, and tries to get him to feed, but guilt plagues Y/N’s mind.

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Meeting Armand

“Here, change out of your clothes into these.” Louis had lent me his clothes for the night, as mine were bloodied from being turned, and from feeding on small animals, who’s corpses now lay across the room. It was a chilly night, and even though the cold didn’t bother me now, I could still feel the crisp air hit my skin.

I walked into a separate space so Louis couldn’t see me without a shirt on. Although my chest was flat, I was uncomfortable changing in front of another man, mostly because before I met Louis, I was presenting as a female, and only dressed in female clothing. When I was turned, my body also changed. The change made my body turn into what I wanted and needed it to be.

Once I was ready, we headed out for the night. Louis had told me about an old friend of his; Armand. Armand was said to have been the world oldest vampire yet, and I was now the youngest. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. Almost like he could sense it, Louis put a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it gently, as if telling me that everything would be okay.

We were seated, and the show had started. There were hundreds of humans in the theatre, and their scent distracted me, I couldn’t hardly pay attention to the show, but I eventually started to tune out my hunger, and I caught the ending of the show.

A woman, wearing absolutely nothing, came out onto the stage. I felt sad for her. The audience just thought this was fake, but once the smell of blood hit me, I knew she was gone, and I was caught up in my guilt of killing innocent beings.

Eventually, it was over, and I was brought back to reality by Louis voice. “Still as disturbing as the first time I watched,” he said in a calm voice. I looked at him, and he looked back at me and smiled. “Come. I want you to meet someone.”

He took me by the hand, and led me down a long twisting hallway of stone stairs into the basement of the theatre, where I saw the vampire Armand himself. I locked eyes with him, then swiftly looked away out of nervousness. Then, I heard him speak, “Now, now, monsieur, don’t look away from me. I can sense your fear, but there is nothing to be afraid of.”

He walked up beside me, gently grabbed my chin, and made me look at him. His pale yellow eyes burned into mine as he studied my face. “What is your name?”

“Y/N,” I said confidently. All fear dissipating from my body. I stared back into his face, taking in all his features. Louis was keeping his slight distance, but he was still close enough to reach out and touch my shoulder.

“Y/N,” Armand began, “you seem parched.” His sentence made me realize the growing burning sensation in the back of my throat that longed for human blood, and he somehow knew that too. As he spoke his words, a slight smirk appeared on his face. I was having the same trouble Louis did when he was first turned. I felt guilty for taking life as small as a rat, how would I feel if I killed a human?

“You will feel better after this, Y/N,” Armand said. I watched Armand walk away towards a group of vampires who were hiding something. Hiding someone. They departed and showed me a woman who was sleeping in a thin robe. I took my eyes off her for a second. It seemed wrong. Luring innocent people away from their families, only to be fed to the monsters of the night. But Armand saw that I had looked away, and as quick as light, ran to be behind me, and held my face so I’d have no choice but to look at her silhouette draped in a mesh robe.

Louis started getting defensive for me, knowing how uncomfortable not only physical touch made me, but seeing vulnerable people. “Armand, don’t be so harsh on him. This is very new to him, don’t you see how he is frightened?”

“You are his maker, yes?” Armand asked. Louis nodded his head, “Yes. I am.”

“Then you must teach him to have no fear, and there is no pain when a human life is taken. He must learn to survive, just as you did.” Armand took me by the arm and led me to the woman. Louis stayed close behind me.

Armand put me on my knees, gently bit the wrist of the sleeping woman, and offered her to me. I closed my eyes, and hung my head in guilt, trying to drown out all of the loud silence that filled the room, and Armand saw his chance. He placed the woman’s blood on my lips, and as I tasted the warm, metallic blood, I had forgotten all sense of control.

There isn’t much I remember, but I know that Louis and Armand had to remove her from my grasp, and as I was removed, I slowly came to. My senses came back to me, and as I looked at what I had done, my guilt over came me, and I wailed in anger and frustration.

I ran back to her, but she was gone. I wept over her body, and Armand came up behind me. Louis was in front of me, watching me cry.

“And why is it you weep over a corpse?” Armand asked. “She feels no pain now. She is gone.”

“Yes, she is gone,” I began. “But it was all because of me. I killed her.” There was a brief moment of silence between the three of us.

“Do the farmers feel guilt when they kill for food, y/n?” Armand asked.

“Surely the must, a little,” I said quietly. “Of course not! They raise the cattle and kill them for meat. They do not love them! They love themselves.”

Armand bent down to me and places his hand on my cheek, and made me look at him. “That is why they kill. To survive. You do no more than what farmers do. You kill to survive. They kill, they eat, they kill again. Every one of us is trapped in the same cycle. We just happen to be at the top of it.”

Armand stood back up and got other theatre vampires to whisk the woman’s body away from me. I let them take her. Even though I physically felt stronger, I’ve never felt so low. I stood up and wiped my mouth and my tears. Armand stood in front of me and held me by my shoulders once again.

“Y/N,” I looked up at him and he bent down near my ear and whispered, “You are strong. You will overcome the guilt.”

It was time for us to leave, but before we could, I had to clean up first. I was given new clothes and my face was cleaned thoroughly, and as Louis and I walked out the door, Armand looked back at us, and welcomed us to the theatre anytime for any reason. I knew I’d go back soon enough.

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Okay, so this is gonna be my first published one-shot 🙏🤭 I hope you enjoyed!

Some final thoughts on this story: I felt it was semi-accurate to 1994 Armand. I tried to write his character from memory, but the last time I actually watched the movie was about a year ago?? So I’m sorry if some things weren’t quite in his character. I also wanted to include some trans-esque character traits, but didn’t want the story to be centered around Y/N being trans, (so if that doesn’t resonate with you, I’ll make another one-shot!). Thank you for this suggestion, and I hope you all have a wonderful day!

#interview with the vampire imagines #interview with the vampire one shot #interview with the vampire Armand #Armand x male reader #Armand x trans!male! reader #x ftm reader #x male! reader #interview with the vampire x male reader #x male y/n #louis pointe du lac x male reader #lestat de lioncourt x male reader #Armand #armand iwtv

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pawsomelestat · 9 months

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lestat/masc reader with lestat covering reader in bites during sex and PLEASEEmore french that was so good 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚˳ . 🩸 . ˳༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚

ー Bite me. ー

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amc lestat x masc reader nsfw tw ; biting, blood, mild gore, smut, overstimulation, french people /j

author's note : BITES DURING SEX !?!?!?!? MORE FRENCH !?!?!? you have become my favourite. vos désirs sont des ordres

It had been weeks since you found yourself entangled in the limbs of Lestat. The moment was something you couldn’t quite remember, it felt like a fever dream of renaissance art and sweet wine. Just to try to remember it was to feel like a lavish godlike being, laying in the soft summer night rain, eating honey and being tended to by hundreds of loyal worshippers. The memory alone was beyond orgasmic. And now you found yourself bewitched by memory’s tight grasp, you relived each second whenever you closed your eyes. The mystery of the man, the suddenness that began and ended the situation, the sound of his hazy voice sputtering out french praise. It wouldn’t leave you. Not until you found him again.

The wind echoed his words, the lamplight flickered with the same spark that was in his eye, the night’s embrace felt like it was pulling you towards him. You found yourself now, wandering the dark streets of New Orleans.. Past the club in which you had met, down the street his car was parked, and going farther throughout the lanes of the district. Each step had its own mind, you felt like you were almost sleep walking. Barely conscious mind, hypnotised by each thought of Lestat, wandering legs that controlled themselves. You didn’t know where your feet were taking you, but with each inch closer you felt his call grow louder. Louder. And louder still. Step by step you felt how he called for you, how he thought of you, how he needed you.

A pretty, expensive appearing townhouse was where your legs stopped, leaving you stood by the door filled with apprehension. You looked around, barely conscious mind now trying to recognise what was around. Houses, old streets and.. The car. That same car, there was no way it was anything else. Had you really found your way back to Lestat? After one meeting, with no mention of where to find him, with no expectation to ever see him again. What was this? The confusion, slight fear and disbelief just melted into that needy curiosity that your brain was full of, no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t shake that feeling. That he was calling for you, that he needed you. Or was it that you needed him?

You cautiously knocked on the door and to your dismay it slowly creaked open almost seconds after the first loud knock. There he stood in all his ethereal beauty. Not a blemish, not a spot, it was if he was made to be perfect. His eyes shone like halos, his smirk so devilish yet charming, his hair like something from an old painting, each inch of his being looked so thought out yet effortlessly breathtaking.

“Can I help you?”

He looked you up and down as he spoke, leaning against the door with a hand cupping a crystal wine glass with a deep red liquid. The cocky tone, relaxed stance, it told you that he was expecting you. He was putting on this act to punish you, to make you squirm and stumble for words, to enjoy your flustered stuttering. But it made you think, what would he say? How did you know where he was, why did you go, what were you doing on the doorstep of a previous one night stand in the middle of the night with eyes full of desperation? There was no explanation, but somehow he looked as if he already knew each answer that you didn't.

“Well come in, I was just enjoying a nice drink.”

It seemed he grew impatient with your lack of words, now moving to let you in and outstretching his arm to show you inside. You rushed to step inside, still silent within your own confusion and bewildered thoughts. Another outstretched hand to signal towards a deep velvet couch within the next room, he wanted you to go sit and you followed that request instantly. As you sat he slowly moved to a drinks cabinet filled with all sorts of exotic looking bottles, fixing you a drink much like his own.

“La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin,”

He chuckled as he now stepped towards you and passed the glass.

“Life is too short to drink bad wine. I think that is a truthful saying, no? It can be applied to every aspect in life. I find once I have found a good wine I tend to only go for that one, I know the quality so why risk a bad flavour in something unknown?”

Was he talking about you? He found someone good and now he somehow conjured you up? The man always spoke in riddles, synonyms, poetry, never giving you just a straight piece of mind. Each sentence was yours to make the meaning of. He could never say anything wrong because it was you who interpreted it badly.

“I guess that’s why I’m here then..”

A sheepish and forced giggle slipped out with that awkward remark. Your attempt at even trying to explain what brought you here. You quickly sipped the wine, hoping maybe he didn’t hear properly and you could just play it off as some weird drinking noise or unimportant comment. His confidence and gracious ways just made you feel even more tense, filled to the brim with awkward flustered butterflies. The way Lestat looked at you with those curious eyes, half smirk, he knew what he was doing to you. And he loved absolutely every second of it. The sight of you all shy and pathetically gasping for words, your brain filled with nothing but arousal and thoughts of him, it was exactly what he wanted. But just knowing you were giving him what he wanted pushed you deeper into this feeling. Completely powerless with barely even a few words from him.

“Oh? Are you implying that I am good wine? Well why don’t you have a taste.”

The male graciously sat beside you, eyes still intently locked onto you. It wasn't an uncomfortable stare, it came from calm and almost lust filled eyes, intimidating only from your own embarrassment. Bedroom eyes. His voice rang with a familiar devious chuckle, you didn’t dare return the stare coming from his all too confident being. There was nothing inherently threatening being done by Lestat, infact he was being very kind to you, but you couldn’t help but shake slightly with anticipation like prey in the night.

“Oh non, you are shaking,”

As he spoke he slipped his large, soft hand under your chin to gently turn your face to look up to him. Your eyes locked onto his as he tucked your hair behind your ear, his gaze now softened to show an inch of compassion. They were truly beautiful eyes, like planets in the night sky, like a windswept beach, like aphrodite herself had blessed them.

“Don’t be afraid.”

You felt his spare hand slip onto your thigh as he inched closer, slowly and as elegant as ever. Placing soft kisses on your jaw at first, then gently dragging them down your neck until he reached just above your collarbone. Each kiss melted relaxation into your skin, you leant back on the velvet couch and placed the glass of wine on the mahogany side table by you.

He ran his finger along the rim of your collar, tugging at it slightly to pull it down, kisses getting rougher by the second. Rougher, longer, sharper until you felt the sensation of two sharp teeth rubbing against your sensitive skin. The feeling made your face flush with warmth, it was unusually sensual. A feeling that should strike fear but instead struck arousal.

It was gentle at first, not even piercing the skin. But it quickly became a sharp, throbbing pain making you gasp out with all sorts of breathy curses. It felt.. Good? Blood flowing, pain shocking adrenaline into your system, you slipped your hand into Lestat’s hair and held his head there to deepen the bite.

His hand which had been stroking your thigh during this now glided over to your crotch, making your face flush as he felt the hardened pressure. A small chuckle came from his lips as he felt this, leaving you to whimper partly out of shame and partly out of the feeling of his teeth retracting.

Lestat eyes met yours as he lifted his head, those stormy eyes captivating you so deeply. Words refused to come out of your mouth and suddenly you found yourself pressing against his lips, roughly and sloppily. Desperately trying to unbuckle his belt to show his manhood.

"Uh uh, rein ne sert de courir il faut partir à point. Patience my little lark."

He spoke inbetween kisses, lips brushing against yours with hot breath and passion. It didn't take him long to unbutton your shirt and throw it to the ground, he then continued placing kisses followed by small bites on your shoulders. Each bite was not as deep as the first, but they still made your hips buck and your breath hitch.

You noticed his hands fumble to his belt, taking it off during his little bites, sliding his trousers down until he was left only in pants. This was your sign for you to do the same, only you took it all off. Laying underneath Lestat, small streams of blood trickling from the bite marks, panting lust filled breaths, precum spilling from your throbbing cock. Your eyes looked up at him with sheer desperation, this just caused him to sink your teeth in deeper.

A loud choked out moan escaped your lips as you felt his length slip into you without warning, he bottomed out almost immediately.

"Ngh-Wh- What is?- You-"

You couldn't even form a sentence, your mind was too swarmed with the pleasure of all of him inside you and the burning pain of the bites. There wasn't enough blood to cause any damage, if anything this was just to appease Lestat.

"No don't try to talk, I want to hear your pretty little voice make other sounds. Don't waste it on words. Tu es si adorable quand tu cries et mauds mon nom~"

He began to thrust quickly into you, your arms now wrapping around his shoulders and scratching his back to try to grip on. Bite after bite, thrust after thrust. Your shaking legs and teary eyes just aroused him more, all you were able to say between moans and whimpers was his name.

A wave of release washed upon you, white spilling out of your twitching red cock, your body went limp. Lestat held you tight, teeth sinking deep into your neck for a final time, this time the deepest and sloppiest he had done. His pace quickened to a desperate aggression, pumping out his own warm load before slowing down too.

"Tu as un goût si doux"

The male whispered before placing a few more kisses on your neck, over the countless bites and hickeys that now littered your chest, shoulders, back and neck. He softly kissed your lips, the metallic flavour of your own blood dripping onto your tongue as he slowly slipped out of your hole. Lestat then crashed down onto the couch beside you, looking at you with a proud smirk like an artist looking at their masterpiece.

"Life is too short to drink bad wine."

༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚˳ . 🩸 . ˳༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚

meow :3 i went ham writing this so i hope u enjoyed !!

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cece693 · 4 months

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Pain (Lestat de Lioncourt x Male Vamp. Reader)

This small fic came to me while looking through Pinterest. You know those little 'aesthetic' quotes? Well, it came from this one specifically:

'I loved you even when it hurt.'

This fic includes things from both the movie and TV show, so no specific Lestat was used for inspiration. Enjoy.

Summary: On the anniversary of his transformation, m/r can't help but remember his past: one that includes his ex-lover and sire, Lestat de Lioncourt.

M/n was tired. Though his outward appearance betrayed no signs of aging—no wrinkles, no gray hair, no creaking bones—the weight of centuries bore down on him. As he gazed at the midnight sun, a harbinger of his impending retreat to his coffin, m/n decided to indulge himself and spend more time out in the open. After all, this was the only time he could enjoy the new wonders of the world, yet this was not just any ordinary day. Tonight marked the anniversary of m/n's transformation into one of the undead.

Reflecting on the past, m/n reminisced about the persuasive allure of Lestat, the vampire who had sweet-talked his way around rationality, promising a life brimming with pleasure and abundance. In the initial decades, it was a splendid existence.

Lestat had a way of making m/n feel truly special. The once mundane aspects of mortal life were now elevated to extraordinary heights in the vampiric realm, and Lestat made sure m/n felt the full extent of his newfound powers.

There were moonlit strolls through shadowy alleyways, where Lestat shared the secrets of their immortal world. He spoke of the intoxicating thrill of the hunt, the taste of forbidden blood, and the freedom that came with transcending the limitations of mortality. Lestat created a world where every moment felt like an eternity of bliss. However, m/n should've known his novelty would wear off. Lestat was a man driven by desire and ambition, wanting to taste the newest and finest things in life. What would m/n offer to such a monster who had already taken everything? So when Lestat's attention was redirected to another human named Louis, m/n felt pain.

He was angry at Lestat for casting him aside, yet the blame couldn't be placed on him alone—m/n should've known that a creature such as Lestat could never be tied down, despite how much he proclaimed to love you. So, when the ethereally beautiful vampire introduced Louis as his newest creation, a realization dawned on m/n. Lestat wasn't his anymore.

And Louis, the unwitting figure in their love triangle, bore no blame for his and Lestat's fallout. M/n grappled with conflicting emotions, attempting to cultivate hatred towards the vampire who seemed to have stolen Lestat away. Yet, against his own efforts, all he could muster was pity. For as much as Louis and Lestat showcased their 'love' through tender kisses and clandestine touches, m/n saw through the facade.

In the quiet moments when Lestat thought no one was watching, m/n observed the flickers of longing and boredom in the vampire's blue eyes. It became evident that the passion between Louis and him, while palpable, was also marred by perpetual restlessness. Not even months into Louis' stay did the cracks in their relationship begin to manifest themselves.

"Out with Antoinette?" Louis would hiss, the accusatory tone hanging heavy in the air, ensuing another argument between the two. As the discord between Louis and Lestat escalated, M/n found himself unwittingly becoming a refuge for Lestat. The vampire, seeking solace in the familiar, turned to M/n whenever the storms of conflict raged with Louis. In those moments of anger, Lestat was M/n's again, yet it also drove him to the brink of madness and unhappiness.

He had days, if lucky, where things would go back to how they were—a semblance of the love they once shared. But whenever the storms settled between Louis and Lestat, m/n would be relegated to loneliness once more. One day, unable to bear the emotional rollercoaster any longer, he confronted Lestat. The air was thick with tension as they stood facing each other, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavily between them.

"You can't keep doing this, Lestat." M/n pleaded, the frustration and anguish evident in his voice. "Keep me here when you clearly love Louis. How would you like it if I were to do the same?"

M/n regretted saying anything as Lestat's eyes darkened, and a snarl emerged on the vampire's lips. In a sudden, swift motion, Lestat pinned m/n to the wall, his grip firm and possessive. The room seemed to close in as Lestat hissed, "You belong to me."

"I don't belong to anyone." M/n retorted, anger engulfing his body.

Lestat laughed coldly in his face, grip tightening, he smirked. "That's where you're wrong, love," he taunted, his voice dripping with both amusement and cruelty. "I own you…"

The possessive declaration sent a chill down m/n's spine, his anger giving way to a growing sense of unease. Lestat's dark laughter reverberated in the confined space, echoing the shifting power dynamics between them. Trapped against the wall, m/n felt the weight of Lestat's control, a dominance that left him conflicted and vulnerable.

Lestat's smirk widened, his gaze predatory as he continued, "You're mine to protect, mine to control. I've tasted your blood, felt your heartbeat sync with mine. You're bound to me in ways you can't comprehend."

M/n, trapped against the wall, felt a cold chill run down his spine at Lestat's words. The once cherished intimacy between them now felt like chains, binding M/n to a fate he hadn't fully understood.

In a moment of intense emotion, Lestat, fueled by the strange dance of power and desire, leaned in, capturing m/n's lips in a possessive kiss. The meeting of their mouths was both a declaration of dominance and a desperate attempt of Lestat's to re-establish his control over m/n. Perhaps, in his pursuit of novelty and excitement, he had unknowingly neglected his first creation in favor of the alluring Louis. However, what neither m/n nor Louis knew was that, hidden beneath the layers of Lestat's charismatic exterior, there existed a capacity for love.

As Lestat's lips sought dominance in the heated kiss, there was an intricate play of emotions beneath the surface.

The neglect that m/n had felt wasn't an absence of love but rather a reflection of Lestat's internal struggle to navigate the complexities of immortal relationships. Lestat, a vampire with a history of numerous lovers, had reveled in the pleasures of passion without feeling a deep emotional connection—until m/n entered the picture. Even his intense relationship with Louis didn't compare to the profound connection he shared with m/n.

As the intensity of their heated kiss began to wane, Lestat pulled away, his eyes fixed on m/n with a mixture of possessiveness and intensity. "If you dare to run away," Lestat whispered, "Know that I'll drag you back to my side. And that's a promise."

#interview with the vampire #x male reader #male reader #claudia iwtv #iwtv #vampire #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #the vampire armand #vampire chronicles #anne rice

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hyunjin-amore · 5 months

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Bloodbound Love (Lestat x male reader x Queen Akasha

Male reader name is Alex

A forbidden love story between two immortal entities and a mortal man took place in the shadowy depths of the ancient city of New Orleans, where the moonlight danced across cobblestone streets and the shadows whispered secrets.

The captivating and mysterious vampire Lestat de Lioncourt has always had a fascination with the extraordinary. He encountered the dangerous Queen Akasha, an ancient vampire queen with a craving for power and a beauty that could captivate any soul, as a result of his unquenchable curiosity for knowledge and adventure.

The combination of passion, desire, and risk in their relationship was enticing. By coincidence, the mortal man, Alex, came into their secret realm. He was drawn to the supernatural's attraction and to Lestat and Akasha's magnetic presence for unknown reasons.

Unfortunately, Alex's curiosity put him in the path of a group of evil people who wanted to take advantage of the supernatural entities for their own gain. To them, Alex was only a human pawn, someone to be exploited to control the strong vampires.

Alex was caught in the crossfire as the villains' schemes came to fruition, and his life was in jeopardy. Lestat and Akasha's affection for him exceeded their eternal existence at this dangerous time. They would not permit their lover to suffer harm.

Lestat and Akasha engage in fierce combat with their combined power and magical talents in an attempt to free Alex from his kidnappers' grasp. The vampires unleashed their wrath on anyone who dared to attack their beloved human, and the conflict raged on, a deadly dance of blood and power.

In a final display of ferocity, Lestat and Akasha triumphed, defeating their adversaries. But there was a price for the victory. With every second that went by, Alex's life force diminished as he lay shattered and bruised.

Lestat and Akasha looked at their injured beloved, and a deep decision weighed in the air. They were aware that transforming him into a vampire would change him irrevocably and link him to their world of eternal life. They loved Alex too much to follow reason or tradition, even though their decision went against the grain of natural order.

Alex was given Lestat and Akasha's blood in a desperate attempt to give him their everlasting essence. With the life-giving nectar coursing through his veins, Alex's wounds closed, and his mortal body became something much more remarkable.

Alex awoke to a world that had been irrevocably altered, filled with a thirst for the crimson elixir and a renewed sense of might. He was now a vampire, a creature of the night, caught in an unending cycle of desire and love with Akasha and Lestat.

They set off on an enduring adventure together, delving into the depths of their common interests and accepting the complexity of their everlasting lives. Alex discovered a love in their arms that transcended the gloom that shrouded them and broke beyond the barriers of time and mortality.

Every night that went by while they strolled through New Orleans' streets strengthened their relationship. The three of them rose to prominence as an unmatched powerhouse, a beacon of forbidden love. Alex, Akasha, and Lestat were entwined in a story of bloodlust that would last forever.

#queen of the damned x reader #male reader #queen akasha x reader #queen akasha #Queen Akasha x male reader #lestat x reader #lestat de lioncourt x reader #queen of the damned #Queen of the damned aesthetic #male reader fluff #fluff #lestat x male reader #lgbtq #ploy

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marksbear · 1 year

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can u do a poly!louis x reader x lestat? reader is human and gets flirted with by a different vampire and louis and lestat get jealous and protective? (both louis and lestat are vampires at this time) ty! :)

Your welcome and I hope you enjoy

Warnings- Sadist Lestat but light, club owner reader, poly, killing,implied sex but nothing happens,Red is lestat and blue is for the vampire drew. White is the reader and Louis.

LESTAT AND LOUIS X MALE READER

Way before Lestat Y/n used to mess around with Louis. Y/n ran a strip club a busy one in fact. That's how Louis met Y/n at the club. He was there with some of his business "friends." The group Louis was in were a bunch of perverts and basically forced Louis to be there. That's when he saw you. One girl on your left thigh and a boy on your right. He was amazed how bold you were for doing that. The other men in the group didn't like it and gossiped around "How and why is that man just sitting there normally while a black woman on his thigh and a white man on the other!?" Louis turned around and started at the man. "Why don't you say it to his face?" The group becomes silent until the fat one speaks up "Because that's Mr L/n he owns the club. But I heard that his whole family including him are gangsters."

When Louis and Y/n officially met they fucked. Y/n was helping his workers close up the place until someone tapped his back. Once Y/n turned around he was met by a hand "Louis de pointe du lac nice to meet you sir." Louis gives Y/n a huge smile. "Y/n L/n nice to meet you too." Y/n gives Louis a firm shake with smiling. The two begin to talk like they knew each other for years they instantly clicked. Y/n made the first moves like holding on Louis thigh for too long or the flirty jokes. But when Louis finally got the hint Louis took him and Y/n to a motel.

When Lestat got in the picture he was stalking Louis.

Y/n and Louis were walking around the forest. Lestat was reading Y/n mind every second of the walk he was surprised when Y/n thoughts wasn't racist and sexual or just using Louis.

"Who was that boy Louis?" Lestat asks once Louis gets home. "No one. And why did you follow me again!?!" Louis shouts turning around at his lover. "Louis you could have been in danger. My love. Now who is he?" Lestat was closer to Louis wrapping his arms around his waist. "Y/n L/n. But you can't mess with him because him and his family gangsters he told me." Lestat chuckles and brings Louis to the coffin.

FEW MONTHS PAST

Louis and Lestat have been trying their hardest to get with Y/n and drop tiny hints about vampires and all of that. The trio goes on little group dates that Lestat calls them or just spends a lot of time with the L/n. What took them both surprised is that Y/n made the first move. "We're acting like a bunch of boyfriends. Which I don't mind" Y/n said on the bench looking into the sky with Lestat on the left side and Louis on the right. Louis lost the air in his lungs fiddling with his cane. The comment caught Lestat off guard but quickly gathered himself. "Really? Well I guess me or Louis wouldn't mind sharing you" Lestat says caressing Y/n cheek. "Then I guess were boyfriends." Y/n kisses both on the lips not caring if anyone saw him and walked away.

The couple spent all of their days together. Once Lestat fully trusted Y/n told him the truth of what monster he truly is and showed him how strong he is. Y/n watched as his boyfriend brutally murder a musician because Y/n wanted to hear something jazzy but the musician could only play classical upsetting Y/n. Once Louis finally got home he looked into the living and gasped. Y/n and Lestat naked both covered in blood. "Lestat what did you do!?!" Louis shouts rushing over to Y/n checking for any scars or marks. "Louis my love don't worry I haven't turned him yet. We invited a musician to play for us while we made love. But he didn't play what Y/n liked and got him out of the mood so I killed him to show my loyal devotion to him. Y/n simply told me I looked hot in blood and we began to continue where we left off."

TIMESKIP

Y/n was locking his club up. When he turned around he was face to face with someone his age and shorter than him looking up at him. "Are you Mr l/n? I-i need help..." Y/n signals the man to keep talking as he pulls out a cigarette lighting it more inhaling it and blows it to the man's face with a giggle. "I need you to walk me home please I beg you... There's someone out for me and my friends say you're the only man in town who's untouchable!" The man begs snatching Y/n hand tightly and desperately. "Okay okay relax. I'm only doing this for my good deed of the day let's go." The two walk is anything but silent the two and chatting and laughs can be heard from afar. Once they reach the house the stranger invites Y/n inside but he shakes his head no. "I'm sorry I can't maybe next time, But I never caught your name?" " Drew Jackson"

After that met up Y/n and Drew kept meeting each other in odd or normal places. This time Louis and Lestat were around when Drew crossed paths. They were in Y/n club. Louis and Lestat were in one of the open booths where they could see everything and anyone. Y/n was talking to one of his workers that was in his lap just laughing and talking. Lestat had slowly gotten used to all the attention and the platonic love and cuddling that his boyfriend gets from work and out of work. Then Lestat eyes shoot up when hes hears a certain thought "My y/n my beautiful strong Y/n. Maybe tonight i'll make you mine." Lestat tells Louis what he heard and the both of them get next to Y/n protectively having their guard up.

"Y/n!" Drew shouts at Y/n but Y/n couldn't hear him. Lestat and Louis share a look and look at the man. Lestat looks at the man and pauses time so only him Louis and the man are talking and moving. "So you are the man taking all of my love's time most nights---" "Lestat." Lestat turns to face Louis. "You're a vampire?" Louis asks looking at the man's eyes and nails. "I could ask the same thing. And lover! please Y/n has no love I mean you see the women and men basically wearing nothing on his lap and at his feet. If he ever has a love it will be me."

Time starts again and Y/n kisses the back of the girls neck as a comeback later. "Bye boss" The woman says kisses Y/n jaw before going back to work. Y/n looks at Louis tense face and takes his hand and gives it a squeeze before looking at Lestat and gives him a half hug before getting up and tells his lovers that he'll be right back. Lestat stops Y/n and whispers in his ear and Y/n nods in approval and walks away. "Well I asked Y/n could I bring someone over and he said yes. So follow us as we close up the club."

When the club closes Lestat and Louis take Drew into their house waiting for Y/n to come back from whatever he was doing. "Louis! Lestat! Im back." walking into the living staring at the three people in the house. "Drew? Why are you here?" Lestat quickly goes over to Y/n and kisses him deeply and says in french "Salut mortel!" He takes Y/n hand and takes him to the couch to watch "Did you know that your friend here is a vampire and wants you to be his." Lestat giggles caressing and running his sharp nails into Y/n mouth touching his teeth. Y/n playfully slaps Lestat's hands away from him and jokingly tries to bite Lestat. Louis gives the two a serious look and they both stop their childish antics. "Wait! Hes a vampire!" Y/n shouts after it finally registers in his head. "Yes Y/n and that's why we decided to show you one way to kill a vampire." Lestat gets up and picks up the tied up Drew and drags him outside. Drew is already bloody and messed up but screams for his life as they go outside. "The sun is coming up in two hours so you can watch him die a slow and painful death my sweet mortal." Lestat says tying the man up with chains this time. And he hands Y/n a stake with a smile. "Kill him if he somehow escapes."

Louis sucks on Y/n's neck deeply and says "Good night Y/n and be careful!" Lestat walks up from behind Y/n and kisses and sucks on his neck to give him hickeys like hes marking him as his. "Good night mortal" "I swear Lestat if you keep calling me that i'll run this stake in you instead!"

THE END

#lestat de lioncourt #iwtv lestat #amc interview with the vampire #louis and lestat #louis de point du lac #lestat x louis #x male reader #Interview with the vampire x male reader #the bear club

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living-dead-author · 1 year

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Welcome to my third blog I’m Vance and my main is @slasher-male-wife. I’m using this blog to post my nsfw content. Please read the rule and character list below before requesting anything.

Masterlist

Do not interact if you are

Proshippers

Republicans/conservatives

Terfs, transmed, transphobic in general

Under 18

Ed blog

Homophobic

If you fetishize any LGBTQ identity

Will write for

Most kinks (If unsure just ask)

AFAB, GN, Transmasc reader (As of right now I'm not confident in my writing ability for AMAB bodies)

Head canons

One shots

Poly characters x reader

Yandere characters

Fluff

Iffy

Oral

Hard kinks (More willing to write them if they're in a more 'kind' or 'loving' way)

Degrading kink

Daddy/Mommy kink (This could become a no go)

AMAB reader

CNC

Female reader

Public stuff

Semen (Excessive talk of this is a no go)

Never will write about this

NSFW things for underage characters

Anal or penetrative sex outside of oral

DDLG/ABLD/Anything ageplay related

Bathroom kinks like scat, piss, vomit

Dehumanization

Heavy degrading

Anything non-con

Fingering

Feet

Breeding

Detrans

Characters

Horror characters

Black Christmas: Billy Lenz

Halloween: Michael Myers (og or rob zombie), Corey Cunningham

The Boy: Brahms Heelshire

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop top Sawyer, Vanita "Stretch" Brock

House of wax: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair

Behind the mask: Leslie Vernon

House of 1000 corpses: Otis Driftwood, Baby Firefly

The Lost boys: David, Paul, Marko, Dwayne, Michael, Star

The Black phone: The Grabber/Albert Shaw

Spree: Kurt Kunkle

Friday the 13th: Jason Voorhees

Child's play: Tiffany Valentine

Re-animator: Herbert West, Dan Cain

Saw: Amanda Young, Adam Faulkner, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm

Candy man: The Candy man/ Daniel Robitaille

31: Doomhead

Psycho: Norman Bates

My bloody valentine: Harry Warden

American psycho: Patrick Bateman

Hannibal nbc: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter

Near dark: Severen

Laid to rest: Jesse Cromeans

Martin: Martin Mathias

The Collector: Asa Emory/The Collector

Thanksgiving: Sheriff Eric Newlon

The Walking dead

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Dead by Daylight

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Pyramid head

Any slasher listed in the above section that is in dbd

Interview with the vampire 1995

Lestat De Lioncourt

Louis De Pointe Du Lac

Call of Duty

Phillip Graves

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

Misc. Characters

Johnathan Crane/Scarecrow (DC, based off Cillian Murphy portrayal)

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thedailyimagines · 4 years

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Imagine hiding from vampires with Lestat.

Anon requested: “Imagine exploring an old graveyard with Lestat and suddenly being forced to hide in an empty grave with him since there are other hungry vampires nearby... Thank you!!”

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In all you wildest imaginings, exploring a graveyard had never been your first ideal date spot. Sure, you expected it to happen on other dates, but never on the first one. It’s like your parents used to say though, don’t knock it til you try it, right?

“I remember when this graveyard was smaller. There weren’t so many crypts and there weren’t even a quarter of the gravestones.” Your date, a handsome blond vampire, commented here and there about his observations and the changes he saw. It was fascinating to hear about how much had changed.

A snap of a twig garnered your attention for a moment, but you shrugged it off as a squirrel or some other creature. But Lestat froze, and tilted his head as if listening for something.

“Something the matter?” In a flash, Lestat had grabbed your wrist and quickly pulled you along the path. “Lestat! What’s going on?” He didn’t answer, instead changing his course and headed deeper into the cemetery.

“Into the masoleum darling, quickly now!” Your were unceremoniously shoved into one of the old tombs dotting the graveyard, Lestat shutting the door behind the two of you.

“Lestat—” He pulled you into one of the empty alcoves where bodies were laid, and pressed in close next to you. You were about to protest (because this is where dead things went and that was pretty gross) but you were shushed by the vampire.

“Quiet!” A cold hand covered your mouth, and for a long time there was silence between the two of you. You thought you could hear shuffling outside the crypt, and Lestat tensed up considerably. Soon the shuffling sound departed, and Lestat removed his hand from your mouth.

“That was incredibly rude.” Lestat gave you an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry lovely. There are some rather nasty characters out there, and I didn’t want them to hear you.” You huffed, but nodded in acceptance of the apology. Lestat shifted in his place above you, and your attention turned to how very close the vampire was to you.

“You’re rather close, wouldn’t you say?”

Lestat chuckled softly. “We’re lying down in a crypt, specifically in an alcove used for laying out a corpse. My being this close to you is possibly the only thing between you and a very painful death.”

Unsure of how to respond, you just nodded. “So...when will it be safe to go out? Cause we can’t exactly stay here till morning and that door is pretty heavy—!” A kiss to your lips cut you off, and when Lestat pulled away he was grinning.

“We’ll be able to leave soon. For now, why not enjoy the company?” You took the chance to mess with the vampire.

“You mean the dead people?” Lestat pouted, and the look made you laugh.

“I meant myself.”

“I guess you can keep me company. Better than a skeleton anyway.”

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I don’t own the above gifs, all credits go to the owners.

#thedailyimagines #imagine #male reader #female reader #gender unspecified #gender neutral imagine #gender neutral #gender neutral reader #interview with the vampire #interview with the vampire imagine #lestat de lioncourt #lestat de lioncourt imagine #lestat x reader #lestat x reader imagine #lestat #lestat imagine

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floatyflowers · 2 years

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𑁍Masterlist𑁍

Oshi No Ko

Sister Complex Masterlist

Hunter x Hunter

Father! Kurapika

Jujutsu Kaisan

Father! Satoru Gojo

Another Father! Satoru Gojo

Death Note

Father! Light Yagami

Lotr/The hobbit

Grandfather! Thranduil

Father! Legolas

Dark Sauron

Father Morpheus(The Sandman)

The Boys

Father! Homelander Part 2

Hannibal

Father Hannibal Lecter

Dark! Hannibal Lecter, and John Wick x Young Mother! Reader Part 2

Stranger Things

Husband! 001 (Vecna)

Jason Carver P2

Father! 001

House of the dragon

Husband! Daemon Targaryen Part 2

The Adopted Princess Masterlist

First Husband Aemond Targaryen x Reader x Second Husband Aegon Targaryen

Husband! Larys Strong

Fairest of Them All | Aegon II, Aemond, and Jacaerys x Reader

Dark Platonic Mother!Rhaenyra Targaryen x Daughter Reader

Dark Platonic Father Aegon II x Reader

Dark Platonic Father Maegor The Cruel x Reader

Dark Platonic Father Aegon The Conqueror x Reader

Dark Platonic Father Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Dark Platonic Father Daemon Targaryen x Reader

Dark Father Aegon II x Mother! Reader x Son! Aegon III

Dark Platonic Rhaenyra Targaryen x Reader x Dark Platonic Alicent Hightower

Dark Platonic Mothers! HOTD/GOT (Cersei, Alicent, Sansa, and Rhaenyra) x Reader

Dark! Jaehaerys Targaryen x Maegor's Daughter! Reader

Dark Male! Rhaenyra Targaryen x Cousin Reader Part 2

Below the Surface| Dark! HOTD various x Reincarnated Reader

Dark Male! Daenerys Targaryen x Baratheon! Reader Part 2

Dark! Grown-up Lucerys Valeryon x Twin!Reader

Dark Male! Alicent Hightower x reader

Percy Jackson x House Of The Dragon x Reader Crossover.

Mythology

Dark Greek Gods (Apollo, Hermes, and Ares) x Reader

Dark! Eros x Reader x Dark! Anteros

Dark! Platonic Father Apollo x Reader

Dark! Achilles and Patroclus x Reader (Poly)

Wednesday

Dark! Male! Wednesday Addams

Percy Jackson

Dark Platonic Camp Half-Blood x Reader x Dark Platonic Greek Gods Part2

Eros' Daughter Fanfic Masterlist

Percy Jackson x House Of The Dragon x Reader Crossover.

Dark! Hades x Demigod! Reader

Chronicles of Narnia

Male! Queen Jadis 'The White Witch'

The Last Of Us

Dark Platonic Father! Joel Miller

Dark Joel Miller x Married! Reader

Star Wars Universe

Dark Platonic! Din Djarin x Reader

Historical Figures

Dark! Platonic Father! Saladin x Reader x Dark! Baldwin IV

Dark! Ancient Rulers (Ramesses II and Alexander the Great) x Reader

Dark Platonic Alexander the Great x illegitimate! Daughter

Dark Husband! Alexander The Great x Reader

Dark Platonic! Father Henry VIII x reader

Dark! Napoleon Bonaparte x Reader

Back to the past| Dark! Tutankhamun x Modern! Reader

Dark! Male Catherine of Aragon and Male Anne Boleyn x Queen Reader

Avatar the Last Airbender

Dark! Zuko x Fragile! Reader

The second wife| Dark! Ozai x Wife! Reader x Platonic Dark! Zuko and Azula

Dark Platonic! Fire Nation Royal Family x Non-bender Reader Part 2

Dark Ozai x Iroh's betrothed! Reader

Dark! Fire Nation Royal Family x Bloodbender Reader

Dark! Male Azula x Reader

Lolita

Male! Dolores Haze x Reader

Dark Manhwa/manga characters

Dark! Husbands (Erno Etham, and Camille Lafayette) x reader

Dark! Anime DILFS x reader

Harry Potter

Dark! Tom Riddle x Hufflepuff! Reader

Dark! Sirius Black x Reader

Bram Stoker's Dracula

Dark Platonic! Father Dracula x Reader x Dracula's Brides

Interview with the vampire

Dark!Platonic/Romantic Lestat de Lioncourt

Barbie

Dark Platonic Adoptive! Parents Barbie And Ken x Reader

Original Characters

Dark Platonic! Rich Father x Reader

Dark Platonic! Father Merman x Human! Reader

Dark Platonic! Alien Father x Toddler! Human Reader

Dark Platonic! Fathers as Zodiac Signs x Reader

Dark Husbands! Vampire, Merman, and Faerie x Human! Reader

Dark! Platonic Father and Mother Faerie x Human! Reader

Dark! Male Homewrecker x Reader (Late 1800's era)

Dark! Platonic Gym Father x Chubby! Reader

Dark! Human Apps (Duolingo, Tumblr, and Wattpad) x Reader

One Piece

Dark Platonic! Father Zoro x Reader

Migi to Dali

Dark! Migi and Dali x Reader

Disney

Dark Platonic Father Tarzan x Reader

AI accounts:

Character AI List| Character Link List

#masterlist #platonic yandere #father #brother #yandere house of the dragon #tw: toxic relationships #aegon ii targaryen x reader #daughter reader #wednesday addams x reader #anime #lotr x reader

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slasher-male-wife · 2 years

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About me and request rules

Hey I'm Ziggy and this is my blog where I obsess over men and sometimes women. I use he/him and I'm 18. I really like fall stuff, vampires, Halloween in general, and my special interest is specifically horror movies. My favorite horror movie is Texas chainsaw massacre. My side account is @slashers-offical-boyfriend and my non fan fiction account is @living-dead-author. Below is the information on my request rules and info. Enjoy your stay <3

Master list Ao3 account Depop

Taken anons: 🦝🌾🎟🐾🫀🤡🐚🍼👻♠️ 13 🎸🦇🦌🐝 🦕🎨

Requests: open

Match ups: closed

Do not interact with me if you are

Homophobic

transphobic

racist

Are a proshipper

Just a republican in general

Ed blog

Under 16

Terf/Swerf

Match up rules

Specify the fandom you want and your gender preference.

Include things like hobbies, dream career, ideal parter, personality traits gender identity.

Feel free to include anything else you think is important.

Make them as long as you think they should be.

Will do

Fluff

Light or regular angst

head cannons

drabbles

fics

gore

hurt x comfort

x gn, male, trans masc and ftm reader

Autistic, depressed, anxious, etc reader (I won’t write about mental health issues/ mental illnesses unless I have it myself or I feel comfortable enough portraying it)

Darker topics like past mentions of abuse, sh, kidnapping, murder, etc all with proper trigger warnings

poly stories and head cannons (unless you tell me you want them to be poly I won’t write them as poly)

Slashers in a Dbd setting if they're actually in the game

Yandere characters (I think I know how to write one)

Iffy (Not common or might not write about depending on the request)

character x character

suicidal reader

Characters hurting reader on purpose

Recovering Ed related things

Heavy angst (More likely to be written with a happy ending)

Age regressing reader (Only if it's sfw)

x fem reader (Won't be very common for now unless it's essential to the fic)

I won’t do

sexual fics or head cannons

Child reader

pregnant reader

parent reader

Pro Ed related anything

Characters

Horror characters

Scream: Billy Loomis, Stu Macher

Black Christmas: Billy Lenz

Halloween: Michael Myers (og or rob zombie), Corey Cunningham

The Boy: Brahms Heelshire

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop top Sawyer, Vanita "Stretch" Brock

House of wax: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair

Behind the mask: Leslie Vernon

House of 1000 corpses: Otis Driftwood, Baby Firefly

The Lost boys: David, Paul, Marko, Dwayne, Michael, Star

The Black phone: The Grabber/Albert Shaw

Spree: Kurt Kunkle

Friday the 13th: Jason Voorhees, Tommy Jarvis

Child's play: Tiffany Valentine

Re-animator: Herbert West, Dan Cain

Carrie: Carrie White

Saw: Amanda Young, Adam Faulkner, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm

Candy man: The Candy man/ Daniel Robitaille

31: Doomhead

Psycho: Norman Bates

My bloody valentine: Harry Warden

American psycho: Patrick Bateman

Hannibal nbc: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter

Near dark: Severen

Laid to rest: Jesse Cromeans

Martin: Martin Mathias

The Collector: Asa Emory/The Collector

Thanksgiving: Sheriff Eric Newlon

The Walking dead

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Dead by Daylight

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Pyramid head

Any slasher listed in the above section that is in dbd

Interview with the vampire 1995

Lestat De Lioncourt

Louis De Pointe Du Lac

Call of Duty

Phillip Graves

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

Misc. Characters

Johnathan Crane/Scarecrow (DC, based off Cillian Murphy portrayal)

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belladonnasmenagerie · 3 years

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🎃Kinktober 2021 List🎃

🔞18+ Only🔞

Oct 1: Mommy Kink & Dry Humping with Brahms Heelshire

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/663851566525235200/kinktober-day-1

Oct 2: Spitting & Somnophilia with Leslie Vernon

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/663941271497359360/kinktoberday-2

Oct 3: Quickie & Oral Female with Bubba Sawyer

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/664049308435382273/kinktober-day-3

Oct 4: Yandere & Choking with Harry Warden

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/664124093888610304/kinktober-day-4

Oct 5: Fingering & Breast Worship with Norman Bates

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/664264794865647616/kinktober-day-5

Oct 6: Lap Dance & Teasing with Otis Driftwood

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/664443514372997120/kinktober-day-6

Oct 7: Brat Taming & Overstimulation with Lestat De Lioncourt

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/664543126211461120/kinktober-day-7

Oct 8: Leather & Size Kink with Jessie Chromium

https://pumkinbutter2396.tumblr.com/post/664731310252867584/kinktober-day-8

Oct 9: Cock Warming & Begging with Asa Emory

Oct 10: Blood Kink & Sex Toys with Amanda Young

Oct 11: Wax Play & Role Play with Vincent Sinclair

Oct 12: Exhibitionism & Hickey/Biting with Matt Cordell

Oct 13: Age Gap & Denial with Ash Williams

Oct 14: Pant Ripping & Aphrodisiac with Herbert West

Oct 15: Lace & Sexual Tension with Bo Sinclair

Oct 16: Erotic Humiliation & Edging with Pinhead

Oct 17: Striptease & Being Recorded with Tiffany Valentine

Oct 18: Glove Kink & Car Sex with Hannibal (2013)

Oct 19: Spanking & Degradation with Mark Hoffman

Oct 20: Slow Sex & Lingerie with Carrie White

Oct 21: Knife Play & Dirty Talk with Freddy Krueger

Oct 22: Dub-Con & Bulge with Yautja (Ka’Jah or Ka)

Oct 23: Cumflation & Non-Con with Alex DeLarge

Oct 24: Public & Cream Pie with Jason Voorhees

Oct 25: Oral Male & Medical Kink with Severen

Oct 26: Femdom/Pegging & Mirror with Billy Lenz

Oct 27: Double Penetration & Semi Public with Stu Macher

Oct 28: Ass Worship & Cheating with Patrick Bateman

Oct 29: Breeding & Squirting with Michael Myers

Oct 30: 69 & Anal with Thomas Hewitt

Oct 31: First Time & Needy with Billy Loomis

🎃 Will start posting it in October so excpect it soon!! 🎃

#slasher #slasher smut #slasher x reader #smut #horror #kinktober #october #halloween #slashers

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supercap2319 · 2 months

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"Alright, Lestat. I'll play your game, but I'm not going to be bullied into feeding on those you think I should. From now on, I'll choose the people that I want to drink from. And I won't kill them." Y/N said as the older vampire smiled, blue eyes shining in amusement.

"Dare I say it, Mon chéri? Are you actually standing up to me?" Lestat smiled again. "Because if you were really stupid enough to defy me, I'd kill you before you could even blink. Though, I'd rather not get my new suit dirty."

"Go ahead. I'd rather die than be with you." Y/N said, then was on his back as Lestat had his hand around his throat and squeezed hard. You ungrateful little brat! I give you eternal life and you whine and complain? You selfish little boy!"

"Go to hell!" Y/N gasped out as Lestat leaned down and crashed their lips together.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #lestat de lioncourt #Lestat x male reader #interview with the vampire #interview with a vampire #anne rice #sam reid #tom cruise

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eaudelouis · 3 months

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Some of you pointed out to me that I should turn on anonymous asks, so I have! I hope this makes you all feel more comfortable! :D

#x ftm reader #x trans! reader #x male! reader #lestat de lioncourt x male reader #louis pointe du lac #Louis Pointe du Lac x male reader

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slasherscream · 5 years

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BLOG MASTERLIST

character list/rules

arvin russell (devil all the time)

dani ardor (midsommar)

dennis rafkin (13 ghosts)

billy loomis

brahms heelshire

beth washington (until dawn)

carrie white

candyman

charles lee “chucky” ray

claudia (interview with the vampire -platonic only-)

chris hartley (until dawn)

emily davis (until dawn)

emmett (a quiet place 2)

ginger fitzgerald (gingersnaps)

hannibal lecter (1991)

jason dean/jd

jennifer check

josh washington (until dawn)

jessica riley (until dawn)

kevin khatchadourian

louis de pointe du lac (interview with the vampire)

lestat de lioncourt (interview with the vampire)

mike munroe (until dawn)

matt taylor (until dawn)

mrs. lovett (sweeney todd)

nancy downs (the craft)

norman bates (1960)

pelle (midsommar)

patricia (split)

sidney prescott

stu macher

sweeney todd

samantha giddings (until dawn)

tatum riley

tiffany valentine

v (from v for vendetta)

yautja (predator films)

NON-SLASHERS:

abe sapien (2004)

hellboy (2004)

sebastian valmont (cruel intentions)

POLY SHIPS:

billy loomis/reader/stu macher

sidney prescott/reader/tatum riley

tiffany valentine/reader/chucky

ginger fitzgerald/jennifer check/reader/jd

jd x reader x veronica

BLOG SPECIALTY:

crazy ass boys gang

crazy ass girls gang

crazy ass husbands gang

he’s just not that into you series

black!reader

tumblr destroys big lists of links i wish i was dead.

not for safe work tag is: nsfc

if you're a fan my cashapp is slasherscream

Kofi is: slashandscream

i am BLACK, a LESBIAN, and my name is BEE.

BIGGEST BLOG RULE BELOW:

vague requests are EXTREMELY low priority and from this point on i probably won’t write them at all ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ . they drain me on a creative level that's so profound i can't put it into words (example. tiffany valentine x gender neutral reader) (example 2. headcanons for hellboy x fem!reader) (example. billy loomis x male reader). i write original content off of tumblr and with every passing year i have less time to write for this blog. now we're down to a couple hours a week i can devote to tumblr writing. having to come up with ideas constantly is how this blog goes without any updates for months at a time. next time it gets bad could make that timeline years. i get burnt out creatively very easily and i will always prioritize diverting brain power towards my original writing if this blog drains me. do with that information what you will. more detailed requests for the longevity of this blog encouraged (example. chucky x reader and how they make up after a fight)

READ THE REST OF MY RULES PAGE BEFORE REQUESTING PLEASE.

#masterlist #big masterlist #imagines #headcanons #scenarios

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hyunjin-amore · 4 months

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Masterlist 2

Recent work

One piece

Luffy

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Imagine you run an antique store, and one day Lestat pops in.

Anon requested: “Hey! Can you do Lestat imagine where he finds out Reader is an antiques collector and accidentally owns something dear from his past?”

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Lestat had honestly thought all of the dolls he had gifted to Claudia had burned or been lost to the destructive nature of time. Imagine his surprise when, in passing an antique shop, he saw one of them displayed in the window! The logo on the glass claimed the shop was called ‘Late Night Antiquities: Open 11AM to 11PM.’

It was her doll, there was no mistaking it. The golden hair, the delicate features almost identical to Claudia’s, even one of the silk dresses he had specially made for it.

The bell rang quietly as Lestat entered the dusty shop. The air here smelled old, like an ancient book that one opened after years of being shut. It was rather cozy inside and reminded Lestat of past homes he had resided inside.

“Hello?” He turned around quickly, surprised at the quiet voice. He hadn’t heard it’s owner approach him. And what a lovely face...

“So sorry, I didn’t see you there.” The shopkeeper smiled sheepishly.

“It’s okay. I apologize if I surprised you. Was there anything you needed assistance with?” Lestat nodded and pointed to the window display case.

“Yes actually. There’s a doll showcased in the window; blonde hair and a silk dress. I was wondering if it’s for sale?”

“It is. Let me go get it for you.” They walked over to the display case in front of the window and unlocked it, retrieving the delicate porcelain doll. Returning to Lestat, they handed the doll to him. “It’s a rather rare item, retrieved from a burned house and passed through another family until it was sold here. The makers mark identifies the doll as authentic.”

“Fascinating. Would I be able to take it home today?” The shopkeeper nodded and gently took the doll from Lestat.

“As long as you pay for it, it’s yours to do with whatever you please.” The unspoken ‘unless you plan to break it’ was clear in the shopkeeper’s eyes. Not that Lestat would want break something as important to his past as the porcelain doll.

“Great! Let us proceed.” So the two went to the back of the store, where a heavy wooden counter held an old cash register. Lestat paid for the doll and the shop keeper wrapped it in tissue paper.

“Thank you very much for your purchase.” The shopkeeper placed the wrapped doll in a bag and handed it Lestat.

“Thank you, (Ms./Mr.)...”

“L/n. Y/n L/n, owner of Late Night Antiquities.”

“Thank you y/n. Perhaps I’ll drop by again another night.” With that, Lestat left the store, already planning his next visit to the antique shop.

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