Bacchy
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Baby, you're a work of art by Showmeyourfangs (Wilsonsbabe)
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022), Vampire Chronicles — All Media Types
03 Sep 2023
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Louis and Armand visit a museum in Rome and Louis makes an important realization.
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- Part 1 of Vamptember 2023
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13 Apr 2025
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Who Would Trade That Hum Of Night by Showmeyourfangs (Wilsonsbabe)
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022), Vampire Chronicles — All Media Types
18 Jul 2024
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“Why don’t you want him to know how much you love him?” Armand heard the woman Madeleine ask.
“That’s a little personal,” Louis replied and there was a fondness in his voice that Armand had never heard before.
Armand felt sick, the blood from his earlier kill twisting unpleasantly in his stomach. He could sense Tuan, Quang and Gustave, poised and ready at the back entrance of the small café, their crude minds gleeful at the prospect of what they were about to do.
Or: What if Armand had not gone through with his betrayal
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13 Apr 2025
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Armand stopped short when he walked through the door of their Sausalito home and saw Louis wearing their favorite collar. A thick band of chocolatey brown leather, with a rose gold buckle and D ring in the front.
Armand's collar.
Louis smiled shyly when he saw Armand come in.
“This okay?”
Armand blinked. It took him a moment of processing before he could respond, “Yes, it's more than okay.”
“I just thought, yknow, a change might do us some good.”
“I agree completely.”
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Louis and Armand try something new.
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Cherry by brandedforeverlame
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022), Vampire Chronicles Series - Anne Rice
07 Feb 2025
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Daniel has a nightmare but he doesn't wake up alone.
A fill for Mommy Kink February
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By the third day, the stench of Daniel’s fear had mellowed to an acrid base note. Muted underneath the more pervasive scents of iron and urine, though his sweat bloomed thick with it anew each time he awoke from his coerced slumber. His curls lay flat and matted against his scalp from his time spent with skull pressed to floor. Slicked with the accumulation of bodily secretions and shiny like an oil spill.
It would be cruel, Armand thought, to force him to marinate in his own filth any longer. Inhospitable.