[brightyoung]

indie portrayal of daniel molloy from anne rice's interview with the vampire. i visited book & show canon, it was a good place to score. written by jay. +21 / nsfw

[brightyoung]

me perking up like a meerkat when you post something

this is so cute i shall haunt you with danstat very soon

[reticent-vampire]

Eric Bogosian as Daniel Molloy The Vampire Lestat 3.01

[maiitre]

❝ Who am I, Louis? Am I my history I have endured? Am I the job I do not want? I do not know anymore. ...No one has painted me in over 400 years. ❞

An Independent & Private portrayal of The Vampire Armand from Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire. Canon-compliant and Headcanon based. Written by Megan. 21+ — carrd.

[divineviclinist]

“All a misunderstanding, my love… It was to hurt others, don’t you see, the violin playing, to anger them, to secure for me an island where they could not rule. They would watch my ruin, unable to do anything about it.”

#DIVINEVICLINIST ; an independent & selective rendition of The Divine Violinist, Nicolas de Lenfent from Anne Rice's The Vampire Chronicles. AMC based with heavy inspiration from the books --- conducted by ace; est.   2025. 25+. Dead Dove Content. Minors DNI. ©

[brightyoung]

. lbf daniel is such an unbothered vampire snack. he WILL fuck around and find out on Purpose . every single thing i write, he just

[brightyoung]

"Do you always push buttons?"

if he got a nickel anytime someone asked him that... well, it would buy him a pack of smokes at the very least.

which could prove useful right about now; when he reaches for one, it is the last. daniel places it in his mouth, crushes the empty box in his hand. almost drops it to the ground but something in the woman's demeanor makes him hesitate. she has this energy that makes him want to be a bit more... put together.

as if littering would be his worst offense. not even close. daniel doesn't even remember the last time he slept at home; he probably looks a fucking mess. of course he meets someone like her on day five of the quarterly daniel molloy bender extravaganza.

"push, undo..." he says, lighter in hand, its weak flame touching the tip of his last cigarette. "lose them ones from all my nice shirts and suit jackets..."

there is an easy grin on his face, smoke escaping through his nostrils. the night is young and daniel stopped caring about finally getting some rest around three drinks ago.

[brightyoung]

@sanguisprince cont. from here

daniel would probably look more offended at the mosh pit question if blood wasn't actively dripping down his chin. he had more than enough experience in this scene and the sturdy, worn-out concert boots to prove it. countless nights spent in underground bars, barging into people and slipping on spilled beer.

"you need to read up on first aid, man." he barks, the wet, metallic taste feeling warm on his mouth. "if i tilt it back, that's a ticket to blood-gurgle town."

there is a pause after that in which daniel presses the tissue to his face, and ponders.

"actually, that's probably right up your alley."

how come did he get an elbow in the face tonight, out of all nights? perhaps he stared at the scantily clad groupies for a tad too long and got distracted. or maybe one of them targeted him, annoyed that daniel somehow managed to charm his way through security for that first brief chat with the rockstar.

there was way less charm and more happy pills involved in the negotiations, but the groupies don't have to know that.

"you hit me and drank the blood. great headline." he winces, the tissue slowly soaking through. "the vampire lestat treated me like a community faucet. — can you even drink nosebleeds or is that considered gross?"

lestat is a presence to behold, sure. still, if daniel feels intimidated, he is doing quite a decent job in hiding the fact.

[brightyoung]

"Do you always push buttons?"

perhaps the worst question one can ask him.

daniel muses for a moment; clearly not in a rush to satisfy guy's curiosity. an indulgence on his part; makes this annoying interaction slightly more entertaining.

"depends," he finally says with a lazy shrug. "i have a smart tv that uses voice command, so i barely ever touch the remote. the lift in my apartment complex has a flat touch panel... would you count that as buttons if there are no buttons per se? a lot to think about..."

neither of them wants to be there, that's quite clear. if there only was a button that could teleport him away, somewhere he could have a drink in peace.

[brightyoung]

you're afraid because part of you still wants to live.

daniel looks up at her, puzzled. his hands are gripping the leather jacket, too large for the lean body of a man who became his meal that night. he is still inside of the jacket, this dead bag of bones and organs, and daniel swiftly releases him from it.

"i think it's too late for that."

the man's bloodless body falls to the ground with a thump. daniel shrugs the leather jacket on and it fits him just right. it manages to cheer him up, despite claudia's words itching at his dead, cold brain. he sighs, out of habit and not necessity, and hides the corpse from view with one, swift kick to its side. it rolls under the nearest bin; another unfortunate fucker in a dark alleyway.

"besides, i prefer being dead. i would choose it again, even now, even with hindsight. — not trying to be offensive, dude. i know choice is not a given."

the thoughtful expression on his face quickly switches into a toothy smile; his mouth is bloodied in a way that makes it look like he's wearing smudged lipstick. "should we test that fake id of yours and hit the clubs? huh? come on!"

[raesource]

kissy kissy prompts

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the prompts are being sent for . you can add + reverse to swap roles . a couple of these are considered usfw / nsfw .

🫣 Kiss the receiver for the very first time.

🥀 Kiss the receiver as if it is for the very last time.

😡 Kiss the receiver during a heated argument.

🧱 Pin the receiver against the wall while kissing them.

🫦 Bite the receiver's lower lip before kissing them fiercely.

😭 Kiss away the receiver's tears from their cheeks.

😴 Wake the receiver up with kisses all over their face.

🔥 Kiss the receiver while snuggled up by a fireplace / campfire.

👔 Pull the receiver in for a kiss by their collar / tie / belt.

🛏️ Push the receiver onto the bed and pounce them with kisses.

💋 Gently kiss one of the receiver's scars / wounds.

🌃 Kiss the receiver while quietly stargazing.

😱 Kiss the receiver to shock them out of an anxiety / panic attack.

🥂 Press a kiss on the receiver's lips / cheek while a little tipsy.

🎭 Kiss the receiver while on a pretend date (for a mission / wedding etc.).

🌿 Kiss the receiver while standing under some mistletoe.

😈 Kiss the receiver on / near one of their private parts.

💦 Kiss the receiver while they slowly come down from their release.

💄 Leave lipstick marks on the receiver's face / neck / body.

🧛 Leave a trail of bite marks along the receiver's neck / body.

[brightyoung]

. waiting for a decision on my visa appeal & it is an exhausting limbo. i want to write but there is no energy tonight. i will tackle my inbox and replies tomorrow morning my lovelies mwah mwah mwah. i am so excited to write with every single person who sent me something or replied to me :''')

[claudevil]

EVEN BETWEEN THE DARK THINGS, THERE'S SOMETHING BROKEN IN ME. [ the vampire claudia, written by dru. ] A COLLISION IN ME, LIKE I WANNA GO BANG.

[fascinationstreetmp3]

Backgammon? Well, that's wholesome.

Luke Brandon Field as Daniel Molloy INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE | 2.05

[brightyoung]

you feel guilty because you are guilty.

"who said i feel guilty? i don't feel guilty."

he feels guilty.

and hates it with a burning passion, as it doesn't happen very often. or maybe his denial skills got rusty in captivity, who the fuck knows. what daniel is certain of, there is no way he's admitting to any of this. no comment, next question, off-topic, media training and all that.

still, the feeling is unpleasant and heavy, pulling at his innards with hot, sticky claws. he could try to fool a living person but lestat probably smells it off him, like a predator off a cornered, desperate prey.

this fucking sucks. he quirks a brow at the other, wiggles in the chair in a defiant manner. he's no prey.

"we're not talking about me here. or did you want to compare past evil deeds that keep us awake at night? i show you mine, you show me yours, lestat?"

[brightyoung]

[ BLOOD ]: sender walks into receiver's room covered in blood.

oh that's hot

is the first thought in daniel's mind, loud and amplified by the buzzing of all the various substances he's recently sucked out of some dude's neck. the sentiment is possibly intense enough to echo in wayne's own head.

daniel hasn't really gotten the gist of shielding his thoughts just yet. maybe because it wasn't ever a priority during his living days.

"what the fuck happened?" he asks, hopping off the bed with a cheerful pep in his step. "we got separated for like, less than an hour. you got in trouble without me?"

and he's up close now, watching the droplets either roll down wayne's skin or dry into crust. golden eyes track the movement and even though he's had his fill tonight, there is a temptation to have a taste.

[brightyoung]

. sitting down to write some. give this post a little heart if i should slide into ur inbox & send some rp prompts!