#first lestat fic!!!

[lizardkingeliot]

The door to Lestat’s dressing room was unlocked and slightly open. Two inches of artificial light spilling out in a golden arc on the floor. Roadies rushing in from the loading dock shoving flight cases packed with equipment and so completely lost in their tasks none of them seemed to notice Louis standing there at all.

OR

The groupies line up by the dozen to get on their knees for Lestat. Lestat only gets on his knees for Louis.

[alernun]

When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers, if you can. Let’s spread the self-love. ♥️

Ooooh a fun ask! Here goes (in no particular order): 1. The Turning of Daniel Molloy, the Devil's Minion, in the Al Sharaf Towers, Dubai Rating: E Fandom & Pairing: Interview With The Vampire, Armandaniel Why It's One of My Faves: This 7k oneshot was the first thing I wrote in over 10 years, and was my introductory fic into the Interview With The Vampire fandom. I thought really long and hard about the push and pull between them and getting the dialogue right, and I'm super proud of how it turned out, particularly Armand's voice. 2. The Devil, His Minion, and the Wedding of the Century Rating: E Fandom & Pairing: Interview With The Vampire, Armandaniel, Loustat, references to past Armand/Marius Why It's One of My Faves: Mainly because it's one of the fandom's favorites! This 50K word longfic is in the top 2% of kudos'd fics in the fandom, and is I think, the best piece of long-form writing I've ever done. Following Armand, Daniel, and the chucklefucks who come out of the woodwork leading up to their wedding was such a rewarding journey for me as a writer. It also inspired the extremely talented @writerhellenemeyers to record a podfic for it, which you can (and SHOULD) listen to here! 3. Atonement Rating: E Fandom & Pairing: Interview With The Vampire, Armandaniel, Armand/Marius Why It's One of My Faves: I'm proud of myself for tacking really hard stuff here, some of which I have direct experience with, namely childhood sexual abuse. It also gets into complex trauma. Marius and Armand's complex history. Restorative Justice. Domestic Violence. Addiction. Religion. Self-harm. LGBTQ issues. It's ALL in here, and although it's not one of my more popular works, I'm so proud of myself for staying true to my vision for it and finishing it despite some cowardly anonymous bullying I got on here while I was writing it. 4. The Boy on the Bench Rating: E Fandom & Pairing: Interview With The Vampire, Armandaniel, Loumand Why It's One of My Faves: This filthy lil oneshot is the first full-on BDSM fic I've ever written. It's also my most popular one-shot and got such a warm response, both for the sexy times and the emotional subtext I was going for, that it will always have a special place in my heart. 5. Translations Rating: Mature Fandom & Pairing: X-Men: First Class, Charles/Erik Why It's One of My Faves: I wrote this over twelve years ago. it's my first-ever longfic as an adult, and explores a chance meeting between young Charles Xavier and Magneto in post-WWII Israel. I think it's some of the best character work I've ever done, particularly baby Magneto's point of view. Let me know your favorite and why, if you're so inclined. Also, I tag: @animalceramics @pickingbelovedoffthesofa @graygiantess @shineforthee and @homoautoerotic

[hekateinhell]

Rewrote an old Lestat/Armand ficlet for #ArmandShipFest! Hope you enjoy whether it’s your first time reading or you decide to read it again ♥️

Lestat/Armand | 2.2k | Explicit

“Is that what you think? That I have no use for all of this?” Armand strokes him then, lingering as though he, Armand, were gaining pleasure from the act itself.

“Do you, really?” Lestat’s voice sounds both guttural and wounded to his own ears, the voice of a captured animal.

Armand tilts his head, expression curious and vulnerable, and for an instant Lestat can see them in a world where they had been born of the same time, been boys in the village together, drinking wine and frotting behind the church. Sun-kissed and alive, saddled only with the burdens of a fraction of a mortal lifetime.

[READ ON AO3]

[thighzp]

Let it be known

I am always down to beta read for you!

Just dm me the premise of the fic to make sure it’s something I’m interested in, and I’ll let you know! But I love to talk about fic and love to help with ideas, concepts, even grammar and sentence structure!

(I’ll beta read for firstprince/any RWRB ships, IWTV/any ships, and the pairing/any ships)

[hemofiliac]

// Dead dove warning!

Daddy Lou said Uncle Les wasn’t a bad man, that sometimes he was a little selfish and a little in his own head, but he loved both of us the same. But I didn’t wanna tell daddy lou that I didn’t love uncle les like that, that I didn’t like when he would wrap his hands ‘round my wrists and throw me onto the floor like the women he brought home, that I didn’t love how he touched my waist and told me how disappointing it was that I would never really grow into a real lady. 

When I looked at Uncle Les, I saw a snake, a big, ugly, scared snake. Lou saw a man, but no real man would treat a lady the way he did.  

[caxemiira]

Nocturne

Louis/Lestat, M, 4.3k (1/?)

Nowhere in the handbook on how to tell your child they’re a vampire does it say anything about adding more children to the equation, but luckily for Louis and Lestat, that handbook doesn't exist. Fortunately, they know a vampire physician who is very eager to help them with at least one part of that.

Additional tags: mpreg, gender/gnc themes

[link on ao3]

[mlmgaze]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Vampire Chronicles Series - Anne Rice Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Daniel Molloy/Marius de Romanus, Armand/Daniel Molloy, Lestat de Lioncourt/Daniel Molloy, Armand/Daniel Molloy/Lestat de Lioncourt/Marius de Romanus Characters: Daniel Molloy, Armand (Vampire Chronicles), Lestat de Lioncourt, Marius de Romanus Additional Tags: Fareed Bhansali's Vampire Sex Serum, Vampire Sex, Blood Drinking, Daddy Kink, (kind of? briefly?) Marius is there so it's obligatory, Free Use, Voyeurism, Under-negotiated Kink, Cock Warming, Post-Canon, canon-compliant vampire sex, Orgasm Control, Expected tenuous levels of trust between armand/marius and armand/lestat, Bondage, for like a second in a flashback, lestat loves being called a slut, Dom/sub, but really everyone's just domming lestat for fun, Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, unless you count The Dynamics (tm) as plot, Threesome - M/M/M, Foursome - M/M/M/M, Multiship, POV First Person, POV Lestat de Lioncourt Summary:

Lestat gets an invite to Marius' rooms and finds a scene with Armand, Daniel, and Marius already in play. And Marius has a part for Lestat, if he wants it.

tl;dr - Under-negotiated de Romanus voyeurism for Lestat

[half-as-big-as-life]

Vamptember day 1: 1920s

Words: 100

Chicago AU

Of course Lestat had killed the bitch! The man had lied, manipulated him. The sex was built on complete mistruth, not even a mistruth, an utter lack of truth. All he’d wanted was to be an actor… 

It was over and Magnus was dead. It didn’t matter. Even as Nicki came home, even as Lestat’s own lie crumpled around him, even as the cops clicked the handcuffs around his slender wrists, it didn’t matter. He’d never gotten what he wanted before Nicki, who had just betrayed him, so why would he expect different? It didn’t matter.

Nothing but a fool.

[beneathsilverstars]

huh, all this time i thought ann rice hating fanfiction was a homophobia thing, i didn't realize the vampires are actually explicitly canonically gay

[prouvaireafterdark]

god i keep having Practical Ethics prequel thoughts

[desertfangs]

Lestat/Daniel

"I had a dream last night, Daniel, and you just so happened to be in it," Lestat said.

This went to a predictably naughty place. I'm thinking about continuing this but I'd need to do so on AO3 with an explicit tag. If that's something anyone would like to see, let me know. Otherwise, I'm sure your imaginations are as good as Daniel's. ;)

“I had a dream last night, Daniel, and you just so happened to be in it,” Lestat said. 

Daniel opened one eye. Lestat was kneeling on the bed beside him in the place where Armand usually slept. He wore jeans and a t-shirt and his blond hair was flying loose around his tanned face. His blue-gray eyes looked down at him in a penetrating, intense way that made Daniel flush. He closed his eye and pressed his face deeper into the pillow. 

“Oh yeah, and what were we doing in this dream of yours?” 

Lestat grinned. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” 

Daniel shifted onto his back and glared up at him. “You’re the one who woke me up to give me this breaking news.” 

Daniel was held under by the sun longer than most of the others, with the exception of Louis, and he’d awoken to an empty bed, promptly drifting back into a mortal sleep when he did. Sometimes he liked to sleep an extra hour, particularly in Armand’s bed. He always bought the softest sheets. 

He sat up, the sheet falling from his chest, realizing as he did that he wasn’t wearing anything at all. Some nights he put on pajamas but last night he and Armand had… opted not to. He ran his fingers nervously through his ashen hair. 

Lestat gave an appreciative look to his bare chest. “I don’t know if I should say. It was quite… risqué.” 

Daniel rolled his eyes. Lestat was perched on the bed and Daniel was naked under a sheet. He could handle whatever Lestat dreamt about. “Try me.” 

Lestat’s eyebrows flew up. He leaned close so that Daniel could feel his breath on his neck and smell the spiciness of his cologne. “Is that an invitation?” 

Daniel swallowed, heat rising in his neck and cheeks. He hadn’t fed yet so there wasn’t much blood in him but even still the thought of Lestat’s fangs in his neck made him want to grab Lestat and wrestle him down against the mattress. Instead, Daniel pushed him back out of his personal bubble. 

“Just tell me.” 

Lestat beamed. “Well, were driving across the country. Your maker was there insisting we find a different car and then the tire blew out. So you had to fix it. You were the only one who knew how.” 

Daniel stared him. “Fascinating. You know Armand can change a tire. Can’t you?” 

Lestat waved a hand, signaling that it was unimportant. “The tire couldn’t be fixed so we found an abandoned farmhouse to stay at during the day. You insisted we needed to clean up, so you pulled me into the shower with you.” Lestat trailed a finger down Daniel’s chin, light and gentle, leaving a trail across his face. “The things I did to you against the tile.” 

Heat shot through Daniel and his mouth went dry. Lestat wasn’t even giving details but he could picture it well enough: his hands soaping up Lestat’s taught, tan body, Lestat pushing him against the cool tile as the water ran over them, Lestat’s lips on his throat. He thought of the oversized shower in the bathroom only feet away and all the things they could do in there. 

Lestat leaned back and then climbed off the bed, backing up as if he was going to head for the door. “Well, I just thought you should know.” 

Daniel threw a pillow at him. “You’re an asshole.” 

“Quite a thing to say when I just shared something so personal.” Lestat caught the pillow and set it neatly on the bed, which was more aggravating than just throwing it back. 

Daniel rolled his eyes again. Lestat headed for the door. “Where are you going? Aren’t Armand and Louis out at the opera?” That had been their plan, anyhow, which was why Daniel had opted to stay in bed for a bit. 

“As you may recall, I am the esteemed leader of our kind and I have business to attend to,” Lestat said, squaring his shoulders and looking down his nose at Daniel in the haughtiest manner he could manage. It might have been more chiding if it wasn’t so damn sexy. 

“Really, what business?” Daniel asked, scratching at his chin where his stubble used to grow. 

Lestat glared harder, folding his arms over his chest. “I’m sure there’s business. I just need to get back into my email. And call Marius.” 

Daniel snorted. Armand had taught Lestat how to keep his internet accounts secure by using obscenely long passwords. He’d done the same for Daniel when he’d moved back into Trinity Gate, making him change everything so a long string of nonsense. But Lestat had missed the lesson on how to use the password keeper, and thus was always getting locked out of his email. 

Daniel picked up his phone from the nightstand. “Tell you what. I’ll call Marius right now and tell him you’re taking the night off.”

Lestat’s face dropped. “You wouldn’t.” 

The truth was, Lestat had been blowing off work and ignoring Marius’ calls for the past three nights. Daniel knew because Marius kept calling and texting him instead, demanding he put Lestat on the phone. Lestat managed to mysteriously disappear whenever that happened.  

“Hey, I’m just trying to help out a friend.” Daniel smiled. “You’ve been working too hard. I should let him know you need a night to yourself.” 

Lestat pounced. Daniel didn’t expect it, but he should have. Living with Armand should have taught him better.

Lestat was on top of him in seconds, reaching for the phone. Daniel tried to keep it out of his reach but Lestat was fast and strong and soon he was straddling Daniel and pinning him to the mattress, the weight him hard and heavy. His fingers closed around Daniel’s and the phone and he plucked it out of his grasp. He held it aloft victoriously, laughing. 

Lestat shook with laughter on top of him and Daniel became keenly aware of how naked he was and how there was only a sheet between them. Lestat either heard his thoughts or realized the same thing because that winning grin of his spread across his face. He tossed Daniel’s phone behind him and it made a thunk when it landed somewhere on the carpet. 

Lestat’s fingers danced on the sheet over Daniel’s abdomen. His breath hitched. His cheeks burned. “I thought your maker bought everyone those designer pajamas from Italy.”

“Will you get off me?” Daniel demanded, trying to sound annoyed instead of desperate to have him to do the opposite. 

Lestat leaned down close to his face and stroked his cheek. Daniel sucked in a breath his dead lungs didn’t need. “I certainly could.” He bent down closer and put his lips right up to Daniel’s lips, so close he could feel them there, but stopped short of touching them to Daniel’s. A whine escaped Daniel’s lips, unbidden, and Lestat smiled, the movement brushing against him. 

Lestat’s tongue slid into his mouth, warm and tentative. Daniel kissed him back desperately, hands digging into his hair to pull him closer. Fangs nicked his tongue and electricity exploded in Daniel’s mouth, his vision going white as the little droplets of blood shot through him. When Lestat pulled back, he was panting and Daniel’s chest heaved as his dead heart pounded, veins tight with a lack of blood. 

Daniel threaded his fingers deeper in Lestat’s hair and pulled him back down, kissing him again. His tongue moved against Lestat’s with ferocious need. Lestat made a noise that was low and primal, his fingernails digging into Daniel’s shoulder until they pierced his skin. The pain jolted him, heightening the pleasure of their mouths moving together.

When they broke apart again, Lestat leaned back, a wicked gleam in his eye as he looked down at Daniel. “It just occurred to me that since we have the house to ourselves, you can make my dream come true.” 

Just occurred to him. Right.

Daniel smirked. “You want me to teach you how to change a flat tire?”

Lestat laughed. “Much as I’ve love to see you greasy and sweating with the effort, I think we can make better use of the shower, non?” 

Daniel’s pulse raced and he nodded. 

Lestat beamed. He climbed off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. Daniel hesitated for a only moment, trying to calm his excitement, before he got up and followed him in. 

[prttynrgnl]

clingy the cat Lestat in armand's tub after his frnd the cat armand & vampire lestat went out for a bit

[hekateinhell]

Not posted yet but any thoughts on your marimandstat mpreg fic to share? or anything on marimandstat at all?

YESSSSSS omg!!

So the thing I’ve learned through reading omegaverse fics and consulting my VC omegaverse expert @mariusderomanus (lmaoooo I’m gonna love tagging her now yes let’s tag Marius into this mess 😭) is that every writer has their own omegaverse lore! Whether it comes to anatomy and biological functions, how omegas and alphas operate in the world, etc etc.

So when I started writing it, I really just wanted it to be a horny PWP that was gonna be brotherhusbands Lestat and Armand horny and pregnant and trying to tend to each other’s needs while Marius is out doing… alpha stuff. (They’re all human in this universe but he’s still a prominent painter and he has shit to do 🤧). And I think it will still be a PWP but I’m trying to establish some worldbuilding so like when you read it, you guys will understand what happened, how come Marius ended up getting a 2 for 1 omega special, how unmated omegas are treated in their society (it’s grim), what’s the relationship between Armand and Lestat, Lestat and Marius, and Armand and Marius. (So far in the fic I’m calling Armand Amadeo because I do want to set it in Renaissance Italy—we’re tapping into Lestat’s Italian side here—but also because the young bratty insecure Amadeo energy is the one I’m trying channel here). And Marius will be more present than I originally envisioned, which is scary to me lol I���ve never written him and I wanna do it right! 😂

But for now imagine Marius leaving for the day and Lestat’s pregnant and grumpy curled up in the bed they all share and Marius tells Amadeo: Behave for your ‘brother’ please 🙏🏼

And Amadeo’s all: I have never behaved for my brother in my life

(He’s his worst self in front of Lestat because he feels so secure around him 🥺)

[ask me about my fic lore!]

[pynkhues]

https://x.com/wretchedsapphic/status/1868780772846715299

your courtesan! AU is eating my brain

I'm delighted that it lives rentfree in other people's heads, not just mine, haha.

[askgametime]

❤️+💙 lestappen? ;)

sorry, friend, i don't answer ask prompts, i just post them!

[atomiccosmic]

man where are my loustat doujinshis huh