When your Aunt contacted you on behalf of her old friend Daniel Molloy for a job, you thought it could be a nice chance to get back on the road - after all, concerts had been your life for years.
What you didn't expect was finding yourself at the mercy of every whim of a certain rockstar: The Vampire Lestat.
Hopefully you weren't going to get lost along the way, caught up in the drama that seemed to find him at every corner - but luck was never on your side.
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"Do you consider yourself undeserving to be loved, Lestat?"
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII new!
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Metamorphosis
lestat de lioncourt x louis de pointe du lac
A collection of (mostly) angsty one-shots as famous couples from myths, literature and popular stories.
Story I: Apollo and Daphne: with my voice so hollow
Story II: Moulin Rouge!AU Christian and Satine Part I
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Three Summer Days As Butterflies
lestat de lioncourt x louis de pointe du lac
Louis is Student President at NOIAL, New Orleans Institute of Art and Literature. He is a lover of strict rules and likes to maintain a specific order, especially among the new transferred students. Lestat de Lioncourt isn't exactly a troublemaker, but he still creates quite a commotion everywhere he goes. To Louis is just another pain in the ass. What nobody knows, though, is that Louis has a secret. During the day is drowning himself in his studies, but at night he works at the Azalea Host Club where he's known as The Ice Prince. It would be really unfortunate for his reputation, if anyone found out.
Prologue: Pandora Opening
Chapter I: Secret Keeper new!
♡ Armand ♡
Kintsugi
armand x reader
Little moments between reader and Armand as he helps you rediscover sex even as you struggle with vaginismus
i: breach
ii: breathe
iii: surrender
iv: opening new!
♡ Requests/Imagines/Headcanons ♡
Armand is a very attentive partner
Armand taking care of you after a night out (fluff)
Armand as service top giving you multiple orgasms (Smut)
Aftercare with Armand after an intense session (Smut)
Jealous and mean Dom!Armand (Smut)
But Louis does. The building’s coming down, but there’s someone crying out; and Louis is jumping ahead without meaning to. Smoke stinging at his eyes, burning his throat, he leaps over a fallen beam, and then she’s there in front of him: yellow dress, all curled up waiting, forever waiting to die. His Claudia.
“I can’t believe I thought you were an angel,” she hisses, arms around her knees, “Why’re you here, Daddy Lou? Did you not listen to me, again? Not believe me, again?”
“I heard you, I heard you at the séance. I know- you hate me. It’s-” he looks over his shoulder.
Lestat is wading through the fire, letting it lick at him, then depositing Madeleine in front of them. Lestat says, “Your wife.”
Nevada (or: Louis/Lestat go to Hell to reunite Claudia with Madeleine)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/88462976
The House Was a Funeral Pyre | Maker Louis/Fledgling Lestat, 74k words, rated E.
I don't really self-promo often but considering all the talk about human Lestat/vampire Louis I figure I should mention that I wrote an entire AU fic that starts out with that premise. It's more of a fledgling Lestat/maker Louis AU ultimately but I think it has some of the same elements.
Anyway, I consider this fic my best work and I'm really proud of it. So if anyone is interested, here's a link to read the full (finished!) thing.
Kinktober day 10&14: bus/car and clothed dom/naked sub, loustat, explicit, 1050 words.
hello, hello, hello!
My kinktober fic for today was inspired by an idea I had after seeing Lestat's incredible boots that have the words hate me on their soles. How nice would it be if those boots were dangling off of Louis' shoulders? 🔥
@rdepicas generously and sweetly drew the idea I had to make it a reality and I have the companion fic to go with it! Thank you so much for the beautiful and perfect art. ❤️
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"We're gonna have to move soon. Water's gone cold."
Lestat hums underneath him, his muscles barely stretching and rippling the now tepid water surrounding them in the spacious tub. Louis is sitting between his legs, his back snug against his chest. Lestat is holding him and softly drawing hearts against his abdomen. Lestat kisses his temple and Louis smiles, reveling in the attention. Reveling in Lestat's love.
"I love you."
The words are a featherlight whisper, laden with emotion that pierces down into the depths of both their souls, and Louis softly smiles again when he feels the slight hitch of Lestat's breathing upon hearing those sacred words.
"I love you, too."
His voice is rough and choked from his earlier crying and screaming when he violently orgasmed inside Louis, so violent he busted the tiles on the wall surrounding the tub, but the overwhelmed tears are still there threatening to erupt at the smallest provocation. Louis has to admit it moves him, touches his heart in a secret place that Lestat always reacts like this when Louis gives him verbal assurances of his love, but it also pains him with guilt, because he can't help wondering if hadn't withheld all those years, hadn't deliberately led Lestat to believe he was unloved, maybe Lestat wouldn't always be so shocked and amazed whenever Louis says it.
"You're thinking too hard, mon cher. That stress is going to come right back if you don't stop."
He's kissing down the side of Louis' neck again, his mouth currently sucking another hickey just beneath his earlobe.
"You did thoroughly fuck it outta me," Louis hums with a soft moan as Lestat gingerly bites him, taking a small drink to satiate his never-ending desire for all things Louis.
Louis gladly opens up to him with a blissful moan, feeling his spent cock pitifully twitching in need where it rests underneath the water and letting Lestat see the crippling love literally bleeding from his soul, and he feels Lestat's fangs retract as a healing kiss is pressed to the wound. Lestat nuzzles his nose into Louis' neck with a small whimpering sob, and Louis smells the tears as Lestat softly cries against him at the glimpses in the blood, the undeniable proof of Louis' love for him.
"I am sorry, you know."
His voice is gruff and faltering. He's barely able to get the words out, but he feels the way Lestat responds, the way his body moves with the weight of Louis' words as if engulfing him further into the embrace upon Louis expressing any remorse for anything. It's a pattern, Louis has noticed. Lestat instantly defaults into protective mode when Louis even skims the surface of his past with the guilt and depression and grief.
"Sorry for what, mon cher?" It's a whispered kiss against his shoulder, but Louis hears the underlying concern. He's always terrified of Louis spiraling again.
"Hey," Louis whispers, turning his head slightly to push his nose into Lestat's temple where his face rests against Louis' shoulder. "I'm not going into the grief anymore, love. Your light is my beacon."
Lestat worshipfully whimpers as he kisses Louis' neck.
"I only meant I'm sorry for never telling you. No matter how many years pass, I'll always hate myself for never telling you that I love you."
"Never hate yourself on my behalf, mon cher. It breaks my heart to think you see yourself as anything less than extraordinary."
"Such a poet," Louis whispers with a tearful grin.
"I'm serious," Lestat turns his head to look at Louis.
"We've hated ourselves long enough, my darling. I'm.....learning to be more gentle to myself, because I know it's what you want. It's what you see in me.....your love for me—" Lestat's voice breaks.
"Yes," Louis quietly confirms, knowing where Lestat is going with this.
"Can't my love for you help you, too? Don't I love you enough to make you understand how much I need you to be gentle to yourself? My Louis must be treated with the utmost love and care," Lestat smiles through the tears before kissing Louis' cheek.
"Yeah," Louis whispers, turning his head in search of the lips that are immediately on his own. "Your love is always enough, baby. Your love is what keeps me alive."
"I can't live without you, Louis. I can't. I love you more than the whole world."
He's kissing all over Louis' face now.
"Don't stop," Louis hums, throwing his head back and allowing Lestat entrance to him once more. "Lemme show you how I love you more than the whole world, too."
And with those words from Louis and an exhaled whimper, Lestat climbs from behind Louis to face him in the tub, the cold water be damned.
Hours later, as the first streaks of sunrise melt over the horizon outside their windows, Lestat carries Louis from the demolished tub to their bedroom and without another word, he curls into their bed, keeping Louis snug in his arms to wrap them in blankets. Louis clings to him, snuggling into his chest and tucking his feet between Lestat's calves to keep warm.
"Sleep well, my darling," Lestat softly whispers into his temple with a kiss, and Louis smiles when his own heartbeat answers with the thudding proof of his love into Lestat's palm that is reverently splayed above it.
biscuitsplease was one of the greatest writers of iwtv fandom and many of you launched harassment campaigns and bullied them so terribly they deleted all their fic from ao3.
the final chapter of devour me gently has been posted!
wolf!lestat & deer!louis little red riding hood au w/ a dash of monsterfucking.
mind the new tags added. 13k words total. 3500 words of smut. i had a lot of fun collabing with @predatorstat (expect more fairytale AUs in the future 🤭)
thank you all for your support and kind words/kudos! let us know what you think 💕✨
