PurpleDawn
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'Find me.'
Angel spoke those words to him months ago. They haunted the back of his mind like a specter.or:
Aki and Angel go to Hell and find themselves better off for it.
While this fic is a sequel to the previous in the series, Exercises in Intimacy, it can be enjoyed without reading it.
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- Part 2 of love like winter
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03 Dec 2025
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Ava and Deborah sext while in Singapore.
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12 Aug 2025
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Armand takes up art. He gets discovered on Instagram almost immediately.
The thing about that is, Armand gets popular on his own. And it doesn’t take long for the media to connect the dots and start interviewing the two of them together, trying to make them into a B-list power couple.
“So, Armand,” the latest TV anchor is saying, leaning forward while one of Armand’s charred art pieces sits on the table between them. “Your art: so evocative, so poignant. Tell us: why the fire as a medium?”
“I like fire,” Armand says with concerningly visible honesty.
or: those two old men are in love and move in together. Armand searches for identity; Daniel, as all writers, does his level best to not actually write.
Also: this fic is medically recommended for anyone who has suffered through the ordeal of having an HP printer.
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- Part 1 of A brick row house and two old men
Bookmarked by PurpleDawn
30 Jul 2024
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“Did you know that, besides finger prints, dental records are the most identifiable record of a person?”
It’s difficult to see Armand with the light still beaming straight at him.
“Aren’t you a treasure trove of fun facts?” Lestat tries to smile, even goes so far as to huff a bit of air from his nostrils in an attempt at laughter.
Delicate cherub lips twist upwards at the corners, and Lestat can’t tell whether it’s meant to be a smile or a snarl. He doesn’t know which one he wants more. It makes him squirm either way.
“When the flesh is gone,” Armand tucks a stray curl behind his ear. “When the body is burned or bludgeoned beyond recognition, when the fingerprints are rotted away, they look to the teeth to uncover the mystery of death.”
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28 Apr 2024
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Damn her, Eve thinks, as she mechanically reaches for her husband, imagining another, dangerous face. Fuck her, she thinks, half-hysterical, as she mimics doing just that.
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11 Apr 2024