#fledgling reader

[nickgoesinsane]

thinking about Lestat accidentally creating the most monstrous fledgling that has ever existed (because apparently eldritch creatures can just Happen™ and nobody told him) and he’s just sprawled over your lap and kissing your face because you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen and he loves you so much you’re his big scary baby <3

meanwhile Daniel is jotting this down on his notepad and not making eye contact with you because whenever he does, he relives his worst nightmares for some reason ?? what is up with that?

[nickgoesinsane]

lestat getting cuteness aggression over his new fledgling, just squishing your cheeks and kissing your face between soft coos of “mon choupinou”

[nickgoesinsane]

Lestat: come, meet my newest fledgling, my darling bébé, the love of my life, my magnum opus <3

His fledgling:

[toreadorwriter]

Goretober Werewolf fic.

You screamed as the werewolf barreled at you like a ongoing freight train.

And you were scared out of your mind as he tried to claw through the door.

But it closed on him hard and you heard a disgusting squelching noise and a pop and the werewolf split right open.

Blood and guts and bone and muscle.

Splattered everywhere and you watched in horror and relief staring at the werewolve's gore.

If your heart wasn't dead it would be racing.

Right about now and you slowly slid on the floor ignoring the rancid smell of gore and blood and you burst out laughing.

Not that any of this was funny it was because out of sheer luck that you survived this entire ordeal in the first place.

You sat there for a minute before forcing yourself to get up and walk away.

You were alive and that's all that mattered running off you ran outside.

You had a bone to pick with Lacroix.

The end.