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With My Eyes, With My Body, With Me by apollodreams
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
31 Jul 2026
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“Does it hurt?” Louis asked absentmindedly, running his thumb over the raised tissue, at the edge of the socket now, sparking light in his vision.
Armand and Louis after the auction.
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“Tell me again how it's gonna go,” Louis said, unable to hide the weakest of shakes in his voice. His face was near perfectly commanded, only a faint wince at the corners of his eyes and mouth betraying the remainder of burns, now faded from view.
Poor thing.
“One swing. They come off clean. I close off the ends.”
the 1970s. Armand and Louis land on a new (and old) method of suicide prevention.
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all my love and terror (balanced there between those eyes) by apollodreams
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
06 Dec 2025
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It had been five nights of endless gnawing discomfort before he saw her. A flash of yellow in his vision, a shock of curls, a glint of fangs too sharp to comprehend. He covered his eyes and prayed like he had as a child: please Lord, make this feeling go away.
She didn't care.
Louis, the 1960s, his imagination, and the monster he lives with.
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He couldn’t look Riccardo in the eye, but Riccardo was kneeling in front of Amadeo to speak to him on his level. It was awfully kind. “You've just eaten rotten fruit, Amadeo. Didn't anyone ever tell you that you can't do that?” His voice was soft. Amadeo was pretty sure he was being earnest. “It made you sick, but you'll be fine. It's like too much wine,” he said, smiling again now. “You know what that's like. Just let it pass itself through.”
Armand, fruit, sickness, and compulsive eating.
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something wretched about this (where to begin) by apollodreams
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
13 Jul 2024
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“I'm not calling you Amadeo, I'm sorry.”
I need it, Maître. I need it. I need it.
Louis, soft green eyes in the lamplight of his apartment made softer by the look on his face, reached out his hand to touch Amadeo’s face, pausing before he made contact for a moment to give him a chance to move or flinch away. He always did that when Armand would lose himself, his beloved Louis.
Amadeo wished he would hit him instead.
Armand starts feeling like Amadeo in bed.