#vc fic

[desertfangs]

Imagine being a housekeeper at Trinity Gate and your horror book club starts reading The Vampire Lestat and you're like oh yeah, that whole publicity stunt with the band in the 80s. And then you get invested and you're reading through the books and you get to The Vampire Armand, and realize the young people who live in this house--when they live there, they travel a lot--seem so much like the ones described on the pages, and how everyone's asleep during the day, and surely that's just a coincidence, New York is full of eccentric rich people with strange habits.

But you start to wonder... so maybe in your free time you dig up the tax records and see they're under some corporation you can't possibly hope to trace. And then you read Prince Lestat and remember when the house was clearly full of guests who never appeared while you were working, the kitchen always strangely devoid of food... The pieces click into place. You're not going to say anything, this is a damn good job, and it pays so much better than the housekeeping jobs at neighboring houses. Besides, it's a good gig to rarely see the people you're working for. And anyhow, maybe you're just making up stories.

But when you do see them, you can't help but notice some oddities... the parlor of their skin, the strange way they move or more unsettingly don't move. One night you see one of your bosses in the garden, and can't stop staring at how the moonlight glows against their pale skin...

And then you wake up at home. Your head is fuzzy. You must have gone out last night but you don't remember. You panic you're late for work but suddenly can't remember where you work or when. That's odd. You remember your name, your birthday, what year it is (although you thought it was a week earlier than your phone seems to claim). And your checking account is full. Fuller than you ever remember it being. You frown at your phone. And then your eyes dance over to your bookshelf. You see a stack of vampire books and feel uneasy. You take them to the library and donate them all, wanting them out of your home for reasons you can't explain.

#idk what this is #it was supposed to be a headcanon post that got away from me #trinity gate #vc #this is what happens when my brain is fried at work all week and i get a moment of peace i guess #armand #vampire chronicles #tvc #the vampire armand #the vampire lestat #vc fic #vc fanfic #microfic #microfiction

[apoptoses]

Okay, ever since I got the anon who was unsure what to say in a comment I’ve had the topic on my mind. So here it is, the ultimate guide to How to Comment on a Fic for those who are Shy, New to Fandom, or Simply Cannot Words: featuring examples of types of comments which are awesome and a delight to receive!

“wow, I loved this!! Thank you for sharing!!” <- brevity is the soul of wit and everyone loves a concise comment! Just saying you liked the thing is enough to make any author’s day.

“This is so good, I really loved it when Character X...” <- listen, pulling just one example of a line or an action from a fic that you liked? More than enough to make a writer’s heart jump for joy. We wanna know what resonated with you and just one example is a delicious meal!

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The Book Report <- listen, if you’ve got the time and the mental stamina? Everyone enjoys a big meta comment. But it’s not required. Book Reports are like the big fat slice of cake at the end of a meal, a special treat but the one or two sentence comments are filling enough on their own that every author will walk away happy with just those!

So go forth and comment!! Any and every comment is worth giving an author. Short, long, detailed, emoji only- it’s all good. We just want active engagement with our works and comments are our paycheck for writing something new.

Don’t be afraid, tell your favorite writers you love their work ♥

#vampire chronicles #vc fic #fanfiction

[nalyra-dreaming]

This year, I managed to participate in the @valenfangs AND @vampirefest's Valentine‘s events! 😅🙌

I have written 28 little ficlets/drabbles/fics, they‘ll be posted daily, and they range from flirty to hot and steamy 😏, nothing too heavy, and all Loustat!

I hope you‘ll enjoy!

“Flowers, fangs and kisses“

Valenfangs 1 - Hot pink // bouquet Bloody Valentine 1 - First kiss

Valenfangs 2 - Blood kiss // lace Bloody Valentine 2 - Obsession

Valenfangs 3 - Coffee and chocolates // girl's night // diamond Bloody Valentine 3 - The drum was my heart

Valenfangs 4 - Monster AU // dating app Bloody Valentine 4 - You are loved

Valenfangs 5 - Wedding dress // red wine Bloody Valentine 5 - Fucked up gothic romance

Valenfangs 6 - A walk in the park // picnic // a heart-shaped locket Bloody Valentine 6 - Joined by a cord

Valenfangs 7 - St. Valentine // pearl necklace and high heels Bloody Valentine 7 - Love you to death

Valenfangs 8 - Baby's room // rings Bloody Valentine 8 - The love is equal to the hatred

Valenfangs 9 - Jane Austen // Cupid // unrequited love Bloody Valentine 9 - In the quiet dark

This is for @thefairylights for her "grotto" prompt! It just happened that way, hope you like, dear!

Valenfangs 10 - Childhood/high school sweetheart // movie night Bloody Valentine 10 - Blood of my blood

Valenfangs 11 - "Dance with me" // poetry Bloody Valentine 11 - For my muse

Valenfangs 12 - Conversation hearts // Shakespeare // fluffy sweater Bloody Valentine 12 - Haunt me

Valenfangs 13 - Black silk ribbon // serenade Bloody Valentine 13 - Destined

Valenfangs 14 - Pomegranate seeds // lingerie Bloody Valentine 14 - For all eternity

(Index)

The post will be updated with the links when posted!

Enjoy!

#amc iwtv #iwtv #amc interview with the vampire #interview with the vampire amc #iwtv amc #iwtv 2022 #interview with the vampire #iwtv fic #my fic #vc fic #vampire chronicles fic #lestat de lioncourt #louis de pointe du lac #loustat #the vampire chronicles #vc #vampire chronicles #valenfangs #bloody valentine

[birdisland]

ATTENTION OLD VAMPIRE CHRONICLES FANS.

I am looking for some fics written by a person called Wraith in the late 90′s, maybe 1999. They were called “His Hands Were Like Ice”, “His Eyes Were The Lake”, and (I think) “The Vampire Daniel”. They were posted on a message board called Rotoli Della Luna.

I think the first two were Louis/Armand, the third was Armand/Daniel and they were all absolutely beautiful.

Do you have them saved? Or better yet - are you the author? Would you like to share them? PLEASE contact me.

#wraith #vampire chronicles #vc fanfic #vc fic #vc specs #interview with the vampire #devil's minion #loumand #armand #daniel molloy #louis de pointe du lac

[vcmicroficmay]

Prompts for #VCMicroficMay

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Week of May 4 (Week 1) Sleep Protect Inexplicable Necessary

Week of May 11 (Week 2) Rancid Melancholy Sunlight Uncouth

Week of May 18 (Week 3) Surrender Inebriated Crimson Fortune

Week of May 25 (Week 4) Whisper Performance Denial Spellbound

Bonus Prompts (for any week!) Fashion Technology Fate

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[hekateinhell]

Chapter 1 - 5.4k

"And here I thought you were a good little girl who could listen to directions. Instead, you decide to turn around and make fools out of us both. But I am not unkind," Armand pauses to run her hand over the swell of Lestat's hip and down to the back of her thigh, fingering her exposed skin through the black fishnets.

"Perhaps you have been cruising through life on your looks alone because, from the sounds of it, nobody ever taught you any different… not your friends, not your teachers."

Lestat's breath catches, goosebumps visibly rising on her skin.

"Not your mother."

[READ ON AO3]

#i feel like i just gave birth LMAO i definitely invest much more of myself writing women than i do men! #i really hope you guys like it!!! 🥹💖 #tumblr ate the quality of my banner RIP and i adhded so hard over it just click it please look at my girls 🤧 #armand/lestat #armand #lestat de lioncourt #the vampire chronicles #vc #vc fic #vamptember

[leslutdepointedulac]

His lover’s tongue licks incessantly at his teeth; evidently this is his attempt at aiming to rid him of blood stained teeth, by licking them clean. Louis allows him to do this, sighing into Lestat’s mouth as he does and leaning to rest more heavily against the wall.

After a few more licks and another quick kiss, Lestat pulls back to look at Louis.

“Did you get it?” Louis asks and links his hands together around Lestat’s neck.

“I don’t know. Smile for me?” He receives a small but fond eye roll and peers into his mouth when his request is fulfilled. “There’s still a bit left, hold still.” He leans in to try and lick away the remaining bit of staining again, but it’s stubborn, and when Lestat moves back to inspect his work, he finds it’s still there. He narrows his eyes as he removes a hand from Louis’ waist and raises it up to his mouth.

Louis dodges his hand and a slight frown comes across his face. “What are you doing?”

“I’m trying to help de-stain your fangs. You’re welcome by the way.”

This time, when he moves his hand back to Louis’ mouth, Louis lets him. Lestat presses his thumb to his lower lip and pries his mouth open, looking him dead in the eye as he does. With Louis’ fangs now on full display, Lestat inches his thumb into his mouth and trails it up to where the blood stains the tooth, right by the gum line.

He starts to gently rub at the fang, when suddenly Louis lets out a soft whine and melts into the touch. Lestat stops and withdraws his hand, staring at him, the mossy green eyes of his husband staring back at him in bewilderment. Louis’ face flushes with the blood from his previous kill, but does nothing as he continues to stare at Lestat.

“What was that?” Lestat asks, surprised by the response to his action.

Louis doesn’t say anything, just very slowly shakes his head as if to say ‘I don’t know’.

[Experimentations A03]

#idk how i feel about the banner #i'll probably fiddle around with some ideas this one's mostly just temporary #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #loustat #vampire chronicles #tvc #vc fic #vc fanfic #my vc fics #my vampire chronicles

[bluehairandproverbs]

“I’m Armand,” he said as he leaned forward and extended a hand, “I couldn’t help but notice you’re alone here.” “Daniel,” the interviewer said, accepting Armand’s handshake. “Do you offer to buy lonely guys drinks often?” he inquired. “I do if I think they’re interesting,” Armand stated as he adjusted his halo, brushing a few russet locks behind his ear. “Am I interesting, then?” Stupid question, Daniel, he just offered to buy you a drink. (Daniel meets someone new at a Halloween party. Human AU.)

read @ AO3 (Explicit, 2,124 words)

#vampire chronicles #vc fic #devil's minion #armand/daniel #the vampire armand #daniel molloy #human au tag

[nothing-but-paisley]

Thinking of writing some very angsty post-canon Armand/Marius smut. Any ideas and headcanons would be much appreciated! 🖤

(This would probably be for my Knight of Swords verse)

#the vampire chronicles #armand x marius #armand/marius #vc fic

[monstersinthecosmos]

hi it's friday! I got called by my print tech to come unlock my office at 9am so here I am at the office and completely uncaffeinated, why don't I share some fics I read recently!!!!!!!!!!

After Party by @hekateinhell [AO3]

Rated E -- 1.2k -- Armand/Lestat/Daniel This is just excellent caretaking content but like FILTHY CARETAKING. Amazing and drunk and full of sloppy chaotic memory and getting into trouble but still quite soft!!!!!!!!! LOVELY!

Memories by moritzofsuburbia [AO3]

Rated G -- 346 -- Armand/Daniel THIS TINY BLURB OF A FIC IS ONLY TAGGED "IMMORTALITY" AND "FLUFF" AND LET ME TELL YOU IT ACTUALLY BROKE MY HEART LOL THANKS

Simmering Poison by @smuttyandabsurd [AO3]

Rated M -- 905 -- Armand/Daniel God this is like, so erotic in a canon-flavor, you know what I mean!! And so full of sensuality and resentment ! Really perfect!!!!!!!!!!

#vcficfriday #yknow what tumblr is so fucking broken i had to code this with html lol #cursed #vampire chronicles #armand #lestat de lioncourt #daniel molloy #armand/daniel #armand/lestat/daniel #vc fic

[desertfangs]

Strange Happenings

I was listening to a podcast about Cattle Mutilations and then this happened. It's Armand/Daniel, circa 1975, a little more than 1000 words. I will put this in my short fic document on AO3 later.

Daniel’s blood went cold when he read the newspaper headline. He scoured the article and then checked that yes, this was the Denver paper, not some tabloid. He enjoyed a good tabloid story—and since learning that vampires were real, he suspected that some of the stranger things reported on in those rags were not entirely fiction—but this was a mainstream paper: cattle mutilations. 

He looked at the grisly photo of a cow with its guts hanging out, parts of it surgically removed. Bile rose in his throat and he swallowed a swig of beer to wash it back down. Ash fell from his cigarette onto the paper and he wiped it away, ashing the cigarette in the ashtray on the small round bar table. 

He poured over the article several times. The article said some people were suggesting it was prank, while others had more out-there theories. The article did not go into the specifics of what these strange theories entailed but something unnatural was definitely implied. Daniel wondered what that meant. According to the article, incidents like these had been happening for months in different areas around the state. 

He was so absorbed in his reading that the movement of the chair across the table startled him and he jumped. 

Armand laughed. 

Bastard. 

The vampire had sat, looking pleased with himself at how easily he’d managed to sneak up on Daniel. As if he didn’t do it all the damn time. Daniel glanced out the window. He hadn’t even realized it had gotten dark. 

“What are you reading?” Armand asked, grabbing the newspaper and sliding it across the table before Daniel could answer. 

Armand scanned the page and frowned. Daniel studied him, waiting for his reaction. It didn’t take long. Armand didn’t have to read like a mortal. He could just look at something and absorb the information. He had once insisted to Daniel that he was reading, just faster than a mortal brain could ever manage.

“Well? Is that your kind’s doing?” 

Armand laughed again. “You think vampires would bother with such elaborate and silly games?” 

You seem to enjoy games, Daniel thought before catching himself, remembering how easily the vampire could hear his thoughts.

“I have no interest in the blood of cows,” Armand said. “Nor do I desire to hack pieces off large animals.” 

“No? Seems like it would be a fun weeknight activity for someone like you,” Daniel said, tone droll. He stubbed the butt of his cigarette against the ashtray and pulled the paper back in front of him. “Do you know what’s doing it?”

“Bored children, probably,” Armand said.

Daniel laughed. He couldn’t help it. What an absurd response! “You think kids are going out and hacking up farm animals?” 

Armand shrugged. “The article suggests as much.” 

It did say local teens were suspected in at least one of the incidents, a copycat prank. He tapped his fingers against the table. “So you don’t know of a creature that might do something like this?” 

Armand’s expression shifted, darkening almost imperceptibly. He titled his head and examined Daniel for a long moment while Daniel tried not to squirm uncomfortably  under the scrutiny. Then he said, “I’ve never heard of such a creature and I cannot fathom what form they would take.” 

Daniel sighed. He folded the newspaper up. “What about Bigfoot?”

Armand blinked. “Are you asking if I believe a giant ape man is carving up cattle?” 

Daniel shrugged. 

“I’ve told you before, Daniel, I have no knowledge of such things existing. I am immortal, I am not all knowing.” 

“Yeah, yeah.” Daniel waved his hand and lit another cigarette. “Do you kill animals often?” 

Armand actually looked surprised for a moment, which made Daniel smile. It took a lot to throw Armand off kilter and Daniel took great pleasure in doing so. 

Armand reached across the table and snatched the cigarette from Daniel’s mouth at a speed that made it look as if the cigarette had flown into his hand of its own accord. Daniel’s heart raced but he tried not to show the jolt of primal fear that ran through him.

Armand held the cigarette between his fingers the way Daniel did, mimicking his motions. “Humans are animals,” he said idly. 

“You know that’s not what I mean. Louis said he survived on rats—"

Armand’s head shot up and there was danger in his amber eyes. Daniel swallowed uneasily and reached for his glass. “Do not think speaking to one of us at length makes you an expert. And even he told you that was not normal behavior.” 

Daniel took a swig of his beer. “I’m not an expert, that’s why I’m asking you.” 

Armand put the cigarette to his lips. He inhaled, and then pulled it from his mouth, staring at it like it had offended him somehow. “We survive on animal blood when there is no other alternative. It’s your blood—the blood of mortals—that truly sustains us. Nothing else is sufficient.” 

Armand stared meaningfully at Daniel’s neck as he spoke and Daniel’s hand went automatically to the spot where Louis had bitten him. It had been two years but he could still feel the ghost of the wound and he often wondered how it would feel to have Armand’s fangs in his neck.

Armand’s hand jutted forward, offering Daniel back his cigarette. He took it, fingers brushing Armand’s cool fingers. He wanted to grab his hand suddenly and hold it in his, to see if it would warm up in his grasp. But Armand had already stood, pushing his chair back. 

“Where are you going?” Daniel demanded, without really thinking. He should be relieved the vampire was going. He was ice cold and probably hadn’t fed, and here Daniel was, stupidly asking him all about blood. That was a recipe for getting himself on the menu. 

And yet he didn’t hate the idea. Vampires could drink without killing. 

Armand leaned over the table and brushed a stray hair out of Daniel’s face. “Indeed we can, but it’s not satisfying. When I drink, I ride the heart until it stops and all the life has bled out.” 

Daniel’s pulse raced, ice traveling down his spine. And then Armand was gone, almost as if he’d vanished into smoke. Daniel opened the newspaper again and tried to find something to distract himself, waving to the bartender for another beer. He sure as hell wasn’t going to go back to his hotel room alone until the sun was high in the sky and it was safe to do so. 

#armand/daniel #short fic #armand x daniel #armand #daniel molloy #the chase years #devils minion #the devil's minion #devil's minion #vc fic #vc fanfic #short fic sunday #is that a thing #it should be a thing #daniel molloy vs cryptids #vc #vampire chronicles #tvc #armandaniel

[apoptoses]

It’s rare that he gets to see Daniel’s first meal of the day. He’s picked through his memories, he knows that on the Night Island he tends to wake in the afternoon, stumble down to the kitchen to graze. Daniel takes advantage of the ability to call their private chefs in to make him bacon, eggs. Food that sits heavy on his stomach so that he has to wander back to bed to sleep off the rest of the day. After that it doesn’t much matter, Daniel thinks. He’ll get Armand’s blood and that’s enough to hold him over. A cycle of snacking and blood sharing that repeats and repeats and repeats.

“LIsten, we need to make a pact,” Daniel mumbles between bites. “No more west-bound long haul flights. At least not without a couple days between each layover.”

Armand frowns. “Was it so burdensome to fly without me beside you?” 

It had been odd, departing in the evening in the cargo hold, trapped within the box that contained his coffin. Moving backwards through time. To leave in the dark but arrive in the middle of the morning- it creates a certain kind of inertia, he finds. 

Perhaps it’s what they mean when they say ‘jet lagged’. All of that effort to only be in a place for a week and then they’ll be moving on. Tickets to Thailand, to Nepal, to Greece. They wait in Daniel’s bag. More travel, pre-planned, predestined. A time limit on every stop. Armand wonders how exhausted they’ll both be by the end. 

Daniel spears a vegetable on his fork. He shrugs. “I don’t like it. Being without you.”

Without the blood.

This too, Armand recognizes from his youth. The ravenous fits that come between the tastes of blood. He remembers clearly being sixteen and not eating for days after the drinks his master had given him, and then falling upon the table and out eating all of the other boys.

There’s hollows beneath Daniel’s eyes. A sharpness to his cheekbones that hadn’t been there when they’d met, and perhaps that’s a sign of the march of time- he is, after all, creeping up on thirty now; no longer the wide eyed boy Armand had met but a man in his own right. But then-

His spoon clacks against the glass parfait cup. Daniel digs in straight to the bottom where the ice cream is, bypassing the fruit and whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Somewhere near his lap comes the sound of his insides churning. The wet sound of his stomach straining to accommodate that which he hasn’t consumed in- days? Weeks, perhaps. Armand can’t keep track.

He should be doing better than this. He ought to be taking better care of him but Daniel makes it so hard. The world makes it hard, with how anything and everything can catch his fascination. Like right now.

Something bubbles beneath the surface of him. A desire he can’t quite put a name to, a thread he’ll have to pull at until Daniel unwinds and he understands what it is that he seeks. Some unfinished business from the Copley, perhaps. The meal wherein he’d fed Daniel a bit of everything, only to depart before he could see the effect it had upon him.

There’s so much more he understands about Daniel now. And still so much to find out. He’ll never know him intimately enough.

Armand rests his chin on his hand. He takes in the way Daniel’s tongue sticks out the slightest bit when the spoon nears his mouth, the bob of his adam’s apple when he swallows. Daniel licks an errant blob of whipped cream from his upper lip and it leaves his mouth glossy with his saliva.

[AO3]

#hahaha this took forever fuck #i didn't expect feeding kink to turn into 14k #still didn't do the bonus scene maybe i will if there's enough interest #armand/daniel #devil's minion #vampire chronicles #vc fic #apoptoses fic

[covenofthearticulate]

Home Court Advantage Rating: G Characters: Daniel Molloy, Louis de Pointe du Lac Additional Tags: excessive use of basketball terminology, just guys being bros, Daniel has such a crush on Louis it's embarrassing Word Count: 6,674

“Okay, well, see! You’ve never been to this bar, and you’ve never been with me, and you’ve never gone just to hang out. Think of it as a social experiment. Like a…like a bro date.” Oh, he hates himself as soon as those last two words come out of his mouth. He’s too old to say shit like that, but he doesn’t know how else to frame it. A little dose of modern masculinity, he thinks, would do them good. Not that Daniel was ever a broncking buck when it came to the world of sports and beer and the good ol’ American Way, but it feels nostalgic, at least. The sticky floor, the wood paneling, the smell of grease and hops. This is familiar. This is anywhere and everywhere, USA. There’s a strange calmness, even in the midst of the shouting and the flashing screens; a sense of normality he’ll never get at the opera or the symphony or any of the other date night destinations he frequents with Armand. “Besides,” he adds as they stroll through the doors, “if the Warriors tank too hard, you can always dip out for a little snack.”

[Read on AO3]

#[banging pots and pans] LOUIS AND DANIEL LOUIS AND DANIEL LOUIS AND DANIEL!!!!!!!!!! #happy valentine’s day my loves! #if this sucks pls be nice to me LOL this is my very first time ever writing Daniel #i'm still.......unsure about it but. at least this was fun #also sorry if i got the basketball shit wrong LMAO #my wriitng #vc fic #vampire chronicles #louis de pointe du lac #daniel molloy

[nalyra-dreaming]

With a lot of delight I can finally share my fic for the @iwtvbigbang, with the gorgeous art of the wonderful @artgroves, who really outdid themselves *fans self*, and who were a truly magnificent, laid-back and very kind Big Bang partner!

Thank you so much dear, you were a breeze to create with!

And now, we can invite you to read and ... savor this collaboration, wohoo!!! (The whole… mature art is in the fic! 😈😅)

A look at what might be, maybe, in the show, and what we did not get in the books :)

Louis' POV, and yes, this is a hurt/comfort fic if there ever was one - and it is explicit.

____

He tries the words out, shaping them, listening to himself. “Your absence broke me.”

Lestat’s eyelids flutter, an immense expression of pain on his face, for an instance, before it clears again, with a swallow. “I know.”

Read it and enjoy the wonderful art for it on Ao3!

(But please mind the tags!)

#amc iwtv #iwtv #amc interview with the vampire #interview with the vampire amc #iwtv amc #iwtv 2022 #interview with the vampire #iwtv big bang #big bang #artgroves #iwtv art #art #fan art #iwtv fan art #iwtv fic #my fic #vc fic #vampire chronicles fic #lestat de lioncourt #louis de pointe du lac #loustat #tw suicide attempt #loustat fic

[birdisland]

On this website you will find HUNDREDS of 90′s-early 00′s Vampire Chronicles fics:

http://www.forbiddenarchive.com/original/

Again thank you SO MUCH @ohnoitsmycircus for pointing me to this page.  What an absolute goldmine.

❤️❤️❤️

#vampire chronicles #vc fic #vc specs #vampire chronicles fanfiction #interview with the vampire

[rebel-revenant]

A retelling of the Devil's Minion wherein young San Francisco Chronicle Reporter Daniel Molloy sold his soul to the devil for notoriety as a writer. Daniel instantly rose to infamy after publishing the sensational smash hit Interview with the Vampire Lestat, an autobiographical feature of the 80's glam rockstar-turned-recluse, whose mysterious vitality and beauty seems forever preserved in time. Now, fifteen years later, Armand is the fallen angel who has come to collect on their contract. Enraptured by the final manuscript Daniel has yet to complete, Armand extends him an offer of borrowed time to finish it under his watchful eye.

“Of course I asked!” he all but bellowed, an anguished snarl, rattling now against the very creature he never wished to be abolished from, parted from. Yet he strained with all his might, kicking, craving now that demonstration of power he had seen with his own eyes. “You chased me! Hounded me! Until I forgot how to want anything else!” “I did,” Armand answered. So simple. So maddeningly poised. “What for then? You wanted my soul for Hell! Not for you! It’s not yours !” There was the crux of it, at last. The torrent of this fifty fathoms deep grief, his heart might as well have ruptured through the ribcage. What was it all for?   Silence. Piercing silence. And then a shudder, but not his own.  And then a tear. Again, not his own. “Isn’t it?” What Daniel would not have given to be absolved of this darkness. What he would have bartered, if there was anything left to gamble away, and there wasn’t, to see Armand’s face. Yet it was likely this very deficit of sight that permitted the Fallen One’s vulnerability to surface. That he could weep inside of Daniel’s hiddenness, here, on top of him. “Why this contempt? Why now? Why, after you’ve seen me -” “No. No,” how tempered Daniel’s voice then, how convicted. “God, no. You’re the most beautiful horror ever to be perceived by human sight. My heart has never dreaded and loved so violently. You alone give harmony to those concepts. You are magnificent. Beyond words. Beyond sight, as evidenced, well -” He was paused with a kiss, a fervor of linked lips tinged with salt. Armand relented of Daniel’s wrists so as to brace his face so covetously that it left no terms uncertain: Daniel was his. He was his. That’s what this was for. He could live with that. He could die with that.

#the devils minion #armand #daniel molloy #armandiel #armand x daniel #daniel x armand #armand/daniel #daniel/armand #vc fic #vampire chronicles fanfiction #vampire chronicles #interview with the vampire #anne rice #iwtv amc #the blood seal #the three seals