i am SheOfBadIdeas and this is my IWTV fic masterlist <3
accidentally deleted this post and had to remake it. f's in chat for me.
anyway hello!! i am molly. i primarily write devil's minion (armand/daniel) fic, but there are a couple of other pairings thrown in here for good measure. click through to see what i've been up to!
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Series & Chaptered Fics
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rewind & play it back - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~21.6k, Rating: E). Series, ongoing, 2/3 works. Post-Season 2. Devil's Minion Era happened.
Part One: reprise. - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~13.7k, Rating: E). Completed, 4/4 chapters. Armand POV. A take on the events leading to Daniel's turning, including a walk down memory lane. You might enjoy this fic if you like poetic prose mixed with depraved smut. Comes with art by @ladyofthecreeddraws <3 But when he met Daniel, he had already shattered into the pieces of himself that are loud, insincere, cruel. The pieces that are not worth loving, some part of his mind whispers, in a voice that could belong to Louis or to Lestat or to any number of others whom he has tried to fit inside of himself and keep, an endeavor which has only ever ended in the same blistering disappointment. And now—as he is sitting in the wreckage of another failed attempt at shaping himself into a home, covered in plaster dust from an outburst of rage only a fraction as bright as that which he deserved—now all there is left in front of him is Daniel.
Part Two: redux. - (Armand/Daniel, Daniel/Lestat, Louis/Lestat, WC: ~8k, Rating: E). Ongoing, 4/? chapters. Vampire Old Maniel. Daniel POV. The immediate aftermath of Daniel's turning and Armand's absconding. You might like enjoy fic if you like poetic prose mixed with humor and angst. Also with art by @ladyofthecreeddraws <3 Armand feeds him from the wrist and Daniel is unmade, pulled like the end of a slipknot until he once more is a thing unformed. A blank slate, tabula rasa, wiped clean. A sand castle at high tide. A snake eating its own tail. Everything eats itself in the end, comes back to where it started, and Daniel is no different. His blood is Armand’s blood is his blood, and when he gulps down mouthful after mouthful, Armand’s hand feverishly massaging his throat to aid the weak, dying muscles in forcing it down, it is himself he is drinking from.
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as soft as leather, as plush as lace - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~9.2k, Rating: E). Completed, 3/3 fics. Devil's Minion Era (1970s-1980s).
Part One: thin like lace & twice as tight - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~3.6k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Daniel POV. Pure smut. Daniel in lingerie and a heaping helping of blood play thrown in for good measure. Made in collaboration with the brilliant, brilliant art of @ladyofthecreeddraws He’s trying not to think about it. He doesn’t want to spoil the reveal prematurely, after all. But it’s hard not to, with the satiny spandex ribbon that’s currently nestled between his ass cheeks insistent on riding up to give him a constant wedgie. “Is there a reason you’re singing ‘Femme Fatale’ so loudly in your head right now?” Armand asks from across the dinner table, a bemused grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Is our conversation boring you that terribly?”
Part Two: soon, i'll be your dog - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~2.9k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Armand POV. Smut. Lingerie and collaring and leashing. More art by @ladyofthecreeddraws, who continues to own my entire soul. Honestly I'm not sure what else you might want tbh. AND WOULD U GUESS WHAT. MORE ART BY @ladyofthecreeddraws. BE WELL-FED. Armand looks down at him. At his flustered, pretty face, at his slightly parted lips. He wants to put the tip of his thumb in Daniel’s mouth, so he does, Daniel immediately opening up wider to allow the digit to slide over his tongue. So good, Armand thinks, his eyes darkening as he watches Daniel hollow his cheeks and suck. So perfect, and so very mine.
Part Three: blood, sweat, tears - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~2.7k, Ratin: E). Complete, 1/1 chapters. Armand POV. Armand gives Daniel the blood amulet. There was nothing under Armand’s ribs, before. This one doesn't have any art by @ladyofthecreeddraws I AM JUST KIDDING OF COURSE IT DOES AND IT'S INSANE. His heart, his lungs, the muscle and vital tissue that normally make up a body were, in him, composed of negative space. Formed of absence and defined by lack.And then Daniel. Daniel, like a gas filling up his insides. Daniel, like the first kiss of sunshine after centuries without. Daniel, who turns all he touches into something precious and who is overwhelmed by a desperate need to touch.
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Such Unfortunates - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~43.5k, Rating: E). In progress, 5/12 chapters. Human Rehab AU with @shineforthee
Angst! Hurt/Comfort! Holistic approaches to recovery! The human AU set in rehab in Vancourver in the early 2000's you didn't know you needed but which you 100% do. AND FOR YOU, AS A TREAT, ART BY @ladyofthecreeddraws
There’s an ice pick scraping at the inside of Daniel’s skull. The lights are too bright even from behind closed eyelids, beating down on him hot and cruel until sweat pools in every cavity of his body—which is a lot of places, he thinks, because it feels as though he’s made of holes right now. His heartbeat pounds in his abdomen like a SWAT team with a battering ram and his skin sits so tight over the meat of him that he wishes he could tear it off.
He’s had better days, to put it mildly.
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the orpheus and eurydice of recollection - (Armand/Daniel, WC: 12k, Rating: E). Completed, 66/66 chapters. Post-Season 2.
Don't look back, don't look back, don't look back.
A Devil's Minion "Choose Your Own Adventure" fic with multiple paths and endings.
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i'll keep your pillow warm- (Armand/Daniel, Armand/Louis, WC: ~37k, Rating: E). Completed, 11/11 chapters. Dubai Era. Daniel POV. A canon rewrite, starting when Armand is pretending to be Rashid and continuing therefrom, wherein Armand and Daniel are committing boatloads of infidelity. You might enjoy this fic if you enjoy the idea of Old Maniel being free use and giving Armand a truly absurd number of blowjobs, and also all the drama of cheating. AND WITH TWO (2!!!!!) PIECES OF SPECTACULAR ART BY, YOU GUESSED IT, @ladyofthecreeddraws When Armand was performing earlier, starring in the most insufferable one man show the journalist has ever borne witness to, he had seemed akin to a stranger—utterly foreign, so incredibly different from the boy Daniel had begun to care for. But as he is right now, unraveling on Daniel’s tongue, the vampire is almost nostalgic to him. Like sinking into the warmth of his childhood blanket.
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break up with your girlfriend, i'm bored - (Daniel/Lestat, Armand/Daniel, WC: ~3.2k, Rating: E). Completed, 2/2 chapters. Post-Season 2. Vampire Old Maniel. Daniel POV. Daniel fucks Lestat to make Armand jealous. It works. You might enjoy this fic if you like humor and smut and obvious ploys to piss of 500-year-old vampires (that work).
“No.” Lestat grabs one of Daniel’s hands in both of his own, making such intense eye contact with the journalist that it starts to grow uncomfortable. “You deserve better. You must understand this.”
“Okay,” Daniel agrees, shifting a little in his seat. Anything to move past this point in the interaction. “I deserve better.”
“Good,” Lestat says, nodding resolutely to himself. “This is why you should let me fuck you.”
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playing with this bow & arrow - (Daniel/Louis, Daniel/Armand, Louis/Armand, WC: ~2.4k, Rating: E). Ongoing, 1/4 chapters. 1973 Canon Divergence.
Louis POV. Louis realizes over the course of the 1973 interview that Daniel is a virgin. He decides to rectify that. Pretty much pure smut.
“What are you doing?” Louis asks as the kid—Daniel—takes off his shirt, half-entertained by the forwardness and half-bored of the same. Most of the boys on this side of San Francisco are just as quick to undress, Louis has found. They waste little time on the pleasantries once it’s clear there’s a modicum of returned interest.
But for as excited as Daniel clearly is, he seems equally as nervous. Eyes darting around like fireflies in June, lit up and wanting. The beat of his heart like pacing footsteps. Louis can smell the anxious sweat dampening his skin, can sense the uncertainty playing loud in his crowded thoughts.
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the you that you're becoming - (Daniel/Armand, background Louis/Armand, WC: ~3.3k, Rating: E). Ongoing, 2/? chapters. Devil's Minion Era long-fic.
Mixed POV. My take on what DM era might've looked like in showverse.
It is only a matter of time before Armand is swallowing a sharp pull of the boy’s frayed-wire blood, hot and electric and sizzling as though alive with pulsing current. His tongue coated with it—with rich, sugary ozone. With a syrupy lightning strike.
The first mouthful has only just slithered down his throat and into his gut when Louis emerges from the bedroom and orders Armand to release him. Reminds Armand that he is the whipping boy, the bitten hand. The nothing, always.
So Armand does. He releases the boy. He wipes the memory of his hands from the boy’s skin, leaves his mind clean of all fingerprints. He drops him in a drug den, because that is what he has been told to do.
But he is the whip, too, no matter what Louis might think. Is the teeth. Is something. So he leaves Louis to languish in his exquisite pain and he breaks a promise he never quite made.
He follows the boy.
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there are moments here, only yours and mine - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~2.2k, Rating: T). Post-Season 2 canon divergence (Daniel is not a vampire, Armand moves in with him).
Daniel POV. Armand is a troublesome roommate.
Armand is still looking at him, but at the same time he isn’t, staring straight through to the back of Daniel’s skull like his brain is safer than whatever the vampire might find in his eyes. Finally, he says, “I don’t have anywhere to stay.”
It’s a lie and they both know it. Armand is richer than God; he could find a place easy, if he wanted. But Daniel’s been here before, at the bottom of everything, scraping promises off the floor like chewed up gum and shoving them back in his mouth as though they’re worth anything. Besides, he reasons, it maybe is a little bit his fault that the vampire looks as pathetic as he does right now.
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One-Shots!
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in the graveyard that is his body - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~1.6k, Rating: M). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Post-Season 2. Vampire Old Maniel. Armand POV. Armand dissociates. Daniel grounds him. You might enjoy this fic if you like poetic prose and hurt/comfort. Made in collaboration with @ladyofthecreeddraws, which is to say, there's truly incredible art attached to this fic.
“What do you need, baby?” Daniel asks, his voice delicate as a soap bubble. Armand can just barely feel the puff of air on his neck as he speaks. He can feel, too, where Daniel’s hand rubs at his arm lightly, where his caress brings goosebumps to the surface. The parts of him that Daniel touches light up like a switchboard, like isolated stars in a constellation that hasn’t been drawn yet. Each point of contact something sharp and alive in the graveyard that is his body.
“Touch me,” Armand begs, turning his face into Daniel’s chest. Listening to the soft thud of his heartbeat, the same heartbeat that flutters beneath Armand’s rib cage. Their heart, their heart, their heart. “Everywhere, please.” ☠ ⛦˙♱⋆☠⋆♱˙⛧☠ ⛦˙♱⋆☠⋆♱˙⛧☠ ⛦˙♱⋆☠⋆♱˙⛧☠ ⛦˙♱⋆☠⋆♱˙⛧☠ ⋆♱˙⛧ looks just like an angel - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~5.6k, Rating: E). Devil's Minion Era (1970s). Priest!Armand. Smut. Dubious Consent. Daniel POV. Armand pretends to be the priest running Daniel's NA, and then they have sex about it. You might enjoy this fic if you like Armand's gaslighting mindfuckery and him abusing a position of power over Daniel. Also religious imagery.
“The next step is coming to believe in a power greater than yourself.” The priest’s hands are clasped together, his thumbs twiddling idly as he speaks, “One that is capable of delivering you from your illness.”
“So, what,” Daniel deadpans. “I’ve gotta convert to Catholicism?”
“If you’re so inclined,” Father Armand responds wryly, as if he’s privy to some great secret that eludes the poor, ailing addict. Daniel wonders in that moment how old the other man is. He can’t have too many years on Daniel, surely, but he seems so much older that it’s almost a little unnerving. “However, it could be anything, really; your love for your family, your will to live. It could even be me, if you wanted.”
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i think of lighting fireworks, i think of pirouettes - (Armand/Daniel, WC: 2.3k, Rating: M). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Devil's Minion Era.
Armand POV. First kiss fic.
Armand did not mean for this to happen, obviously. Daniel was supposed to be nothing more than a landfill, a place for him to store all the ugly parts of himself so he could return to Louis pure and empty. He was supposed to be a curiosity and a diversion and a pastime. He was supposed to be a hunt. Armand hadn’t been prepared for this—for Daniel to become a chemical reaction in his body. Because that is what the boy is, now. He is a process, a transformation. Something volatile, if not outright violent.
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call that a dinner date - (Armand/Daniel/Original Female Character, WC: ~2.5k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Post-Season 2. Established relationship.
Daniel POV. Daniel gets dinner for him and Armand. Threesome and murder ensues.
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styptic. - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~2.2k, Rating: E). Completed (for now), 1/1 chapters. 1973 Human Pet Era.
Armand POV. Giving poor pathetic Daniel a bath, but in a deranged horny waterboarding way. Mind the tags on this one.
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.
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and now my feet can't touch the bottom of you - (Claudia/Madeleine, WC: ~1.9k, Rating: M). Completed, 1/1 chapters.
Claudia POV. Read the tags.
Maybe they escape. Maybe this time, they escape.
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to pull sound from a still heart - (Armand/Daniel, WC: 1.6k, Rating: M). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Post-Season 2. Established Relationship. Armand POV. He's having a bit of an identity crisis and Daniel praise kinks him through it. You might enjoy this if you like tooth-rottingly sweet fluff that is also smutty.
Armand’s voice cracks. “Then how can I know myself?” There’s another question lying underneath it, one he can’t bring himself to voice—how can I know if I am worth anything? Daniel seems to hear it anyway.
“Well,” he starts, before placing a soft peck on Armand’s clavicle. “I’d say I know you pretty well. And aside from the fact that you never help with laundry, I think the whole package is kind of great.”
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a season in reverse - (Louis/Armand, WC: 1.5k, Rating: T). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Post-1973 suicide attempt.
Armand POV. Nursing Louis back to health. Very sad.
It isn’t supposed to snow in San Francisco. When it does, it never sticks. At least, not in the heart of the city. Here, it becomes nothing on impact, hits the ground and dissolves as quickly as it falls.
But today, there is a blanket of white covering the streets. It is early in the morning, only barely approaching twilight, and the disturbances in its surface are few and far between—the landscape still largely pristine. Peaceful, almost virginal. Soon to be reduced to a gray-tinged slush, surely. A twice-in-a-century phenomenon unmade by footsteps and tire tracks.
There are two great tragedies in this world, Armand thinks. To spend a lifetime waiting for a beauty that never materializes. To spend a lifetime waiting for a beauty, only for it to be stolen in an instant.
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the best policy - (Armand/Daniel, WC: 1.5k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Devil's Minion Era. Established Relationship.
Daniel asks Armand to be more honest. Armand complies in brutal fashion.
“You keep missing the prostate,” Armand comments flatly. He’s practically as still as a statue, moving only from the force of Daniel’s steady, measured thrusts. “With stunning consistency.”
And, Christ, Daniel’s had about as much as he can take of the color commentary. Before he can think better of it, he grunts a harsh, “Shut up.”
“Would you rather I lie to you, Daniel?” Armand asks sweetly, looking back at him over his shoulder. “I can do that if you’d like.”
Daniel isn’t stupid enough not to realize that’s a trap.
“So there is a floor, then.” His voice is still perfectly even as he plucks the thought from Daniel’s mind. “I was beginning to grow concerned.”
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every minute of my heart, every mile of my veins - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~1.3k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Post-Season 2. Vampire Daniel.
Literally a fic where vampire Daniel cuts open Armand's chest and does sex things to his heart. Inspired by @katplanet. Idk what to say except that you know if you're the type of freak who'll enjoy this.
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make a bow with old, cut ties - (Armand/Daniel/Louis, WC: ~3.2k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Devil Minion Era. Established Relationship. Infidelity/Polyamory Negotiations.
Armand reintroduces Louis and Daniel. ALSO WITH ART FROM @ladyofthecreeddraws WE ARE SO BLESSED IN THIS FANDOM
Daniel feels it the most on nights like this. The guilt, he means.
Right now, a soft rain pitter-patters on the roof of the penthouse hotel room they’re in, tripping out a delicate melody that almost sounds like the tinkling of bells. Armand is curled up next to him, blood-warm and satiated, a pleased smile stretched over his pretty face as he nestles further into Daniel’s chest. Their hands tangle together, bony knuckles on bony knuckles; their legs braid so that Armand can press his still-cold feet to Daniel’s calves. It feels domestic. It feels real. As he stares down at Armand, Daniel’s heart squeezes with an overwhelming fondness for the vampire who has set up shop in his life and refuses to leave.
And somewhere, behind all of that, the guilt. It twists his guts up in a knot, makes his stomach do that swoopy roller coaster thing. Except it doesn’t stop, it just feels like he’s in a never-ending free fall. Because Armand holds him like a lover but keeps him like a secret. Because he knows that somewhere out there is Armand’s actual boyfriend.
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glaciers melting in the dead of night - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~5.2k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Post-Season 2, Episode 5. Dubai Era.
Armand POV. This is really just a BDSM fic where Daniel gets to dom Armand in the Dubai penthouse. Bondage and orgasm denial. You might enjoy this if you think Daniel should get to top more.
“All this time, and you haven’t changed a bit.” The words fire from his mouth like gunshots into still air, his lips finally curling into the contemptuous sneer he’s been keeping at bay for the past several minutes. “Still nothing more than an eager black hole. An unremarkable, wanting mess of a man.”
What is it like, he wonders, to be so out of control of your own desire? To be such a slave to your own basest impulses? After five hundred years, he’s forgotten the feeling. Suddenly, he is covetous to remember.
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before you shake my tomb - (Armand/Daniel, WC: ~1.7k, Rating: E). Completed, 1/1 chapters. Devil's Minion Era. Non-Con. Dead Dove Do Not Eat. Armand POV. Daniel has been getting increasingly careless in his pursuit of cheap thrills, and Armand steps in to try to curb his impulses for the better. Somnophilia ensues. For the love of god, read the tags on this one. You might enjoy this if you're into really fucked up power dynamics and Armand "knowing what's best" for Daniel.
Daniel has grown reckless.
He can sense the phantom press of Armand at the fringes of his consciousness, just barely there like the whistle of wind through rustling leaves. Holds snippets of the vampire in his fractured mind and longs to understand the full picture of him—his form, his contours, the shades and hues that fill the lines of him. He knows Armand is there, but he doesn’t know what he is. Doesn’t know if he tastes like redemption or reckoning, if he tastes like both wrapped together like the threads in a braid.
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a study in collectivist post-dissolutive reconciliation tactics - (Armand/Daniel, Daniel/Lestat, Lestat/Louis, Lestat/Armand, Louis/Armand, Daniel/Louis, AKA the Diabolicule, WC: ~1.3k, Rating: M). Post-Season 2. Vampire Old Maniel. Polycule Fic.
3rd Person Omniscient POV. The Polycule Breakup Sex Fic. You might enjoy this if you like humor and crack.
It is harder than one might expect to divide the property of four vampires after a break-up. They’ve been at it for hours and are still only halfway through their wardrobe.
“Lestat, I’m assuming this ‘Baby Slut’ crop top belongs to you?” Louis asks with a raised eyebrow, holding the offending garment up for inspection.
“Mmm, non,” Lestat replies. “Though I would look fantastic in it, I’m sure.”
Daniel snorts. “Well, it isn’t mine.”
They all look to Armand.
“It was on sale,” he sniffs haughtily. “And the shopgirl said it made me look ‘cunty.’”
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and that is what we have right now!! i think!! it is so extremely possible i have forgotten something! either way hello hi if you read all of this i love you <3
