Deviling My Minion
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“I’m thinking of buying a new coffin,” Armand says lightly, but way too smooth and composed, eyes still on the iPad.
“Hot.”
“I’ve had the current one for more than two centuries,” Armand elaborates with an elegant swipe of a finger across the screen. “It might be time for a change. I’m also intrigued by the various innovations and evolutions on the market in the current decade.”
Oh, Jesus, he’s found some bullshit AI-powered coffin, hasn’t he.
Or: Armand buys a new coffin; Daniel just really loves his gremlin.Series
- Part 16 of A brick row house and two old men
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forgive me for my silence; I forget the follow-through by philomelas_tongue
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
03 Mar 2025
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Armand dreams, after leaving Dubai.
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- Part 4 of no ends 'cause you're timeless
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no ends 'cause you're timeless by philomelas_tongue
Fandom Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
14 Aug 2025
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Daniel learns how to be a vampire, with a little help from his friends.
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back home with that almost by philomelas_tongue
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
25 Nov 2024
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“Every offer I made you in Dubai was genuine, Daniel.”
Six months later, Daniel has a visitor.
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- Part 1 of no ends 'cause you're timeless
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i’ll keep your pillow warm by SheOfBadIdeas
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
09 Jan 2025
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It’s starting to feel like this is not just about him feeling sorry for what happened earlier. Daniel says as much aloud, unable to help it even if it might mean shooting himself in the foot. Even if he might risk putting an end to this by giving it name.
“Hmm,” Rashid hums in feigned contemplation as he settles one knee on the bed beside Daniel’s hip. The index finger of his left hand dips underneath the sleeve of the older man’s cardigan. Runs along his pulse point, his veins. “What do you think it’s about, then?”
“No fucking clue,” he replies, his stare dragging up the line of Rashid’s throat, over the curve of his jaw, past his mouth and up to his eyes. The boy isn’t meeting his gaze, his lashes fluttering in the direction of Daniel’s wrist. His lips are parted slightly. He looks—he looks.
He looks horny. Wrecked. Devastatingly pretty.
Rashid huffs an airy laugh. “Liar.”