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All hints of past Devil’s minions (analysis)

Ok, before I get started I’ll preface this by saying some of this evidence has obvious (and literal) counter explanations and some of the easter-eggs could simply be foreshadowing for a reimagining of future d.m. But, in case they did have a past together , I might as well mention all the possible hints for fun.

1)Armand mentions “Tabula rasa”(Latin for a 'blank slate’ ) and then he turns his head to Daniel .

In philosophy 'tabula rasa' is a theory that says : at birth the mind is hypothetically a blank or empty slate before receiving memories that shape them into who they are. The term “tabula rasa” linguistically is derived from a wax-covered tablet (tabula) used for written notes, which was blanked (rasa) by heating the wax and then smoothing it to be reused and have new words written on it. Yeah , certainly sounds similar to someone's powers (memory alteration via words). What's very telling is the fact Daniel in response to this says annoyed: " disregard... as Armand remains off the record." It seems like a very tongue and cheek joke (from the writers). Because Armand was taken out of Daniel's narrative as well . Like Daniel said in ep 5 : "Armand redacted himself. which is why I don't remember." In qotd, Daniel & Armand would also often watch 'blade runner', and in that film , the 'maker' was able to manipulate/create memories in the ‘short- lived’ replicants’ lives.

2)[Let’s talk about the Alice proposal]. First we have Louis talk about his time in Paris (as the camera pans to Daniel and Armand) : “she was giving me permission to explore a life apart from her” .Armand: *tilts his head*: and then mentions Alice.

Armand may have let Daniel explore other romantic relationships like Alice (if he was with Louis) to make the dynamic more fair . So Daniel may be conflating fragments of his lost memories of Armand with memories of his ex Alice (since he was with them at the same time).

Armand may have replaced himself with Alice. Or he may have 'redacted' himself and Daniel's brain tried to fill in the gaps in memory naturally, since they were both romantic partners to him (around the same time). Daniel already had to be reminded by his ex wife ( Alice) that he didn't own a buick with her (which he probably drove in the past with Armand) . Daniel already "conflated events" : mixing up Louis for a human he met at a rehab , so it wouldn't be the first time he's mixed people up in his head.

-Louis about Daniel &Alice: “you were talking past each other “.

-Daniel to Louis : "Did you gravitate to San francisco as a hub for homophiles? " Louis: “ Paris was the more formative LIBERATION for me...you felt FRERER to hold her hand in Paris, I wonder why that is?

Then of course we see the framing of the proposal scene. Daniel says almost proudly that he did surprise Alice , which if he surprised a mind reader I could see why he was proud. Then Daniel has a flashback of Armand silently looking at him. Louis : “and what did she say when you finally asked her to marry you? " Daniel turns and looks at Armand confused as they both stare at each other . Daniel now hears Armand’s voice from the past . Armand: “Louis, perhaps we should- “. Daniel: “She said , no” . Armand : “she wanted to say yes, but she didn't trust you yet .”

Also, isn’t it interesting that an episode later Armand says it’s wrong to go into Daniel’s memories. So why did he (allegedly) go into Alice’s? And if so why is Daniel an exception? Is it really just because he’s a “guest” in the house (like Armand claimed) ? Did he really go into Alice’s mind or was he just admitting how he felt at the time of the proposal? Also if he supposedly didn't read Daniel's mind how did he know he was thinking of Alice initially? Either he knew he was taking about Alice, because he was around during that time. Or he read Daniel’s memoir that referenced her and Daniel in Paris (which would already be a hint Armand is more interested in Daniel than he lets on).

Also, Armand says Daniel was thinking of “Alice” after Daniel says “she’s tired of your dilettante vibe.” Alice may have said it , but the word ‘dilettante’ is considered an archaic term that originated in 1733 and is borrowed from the Italian word "dilettante" meaning "lover of music or paintings”. Given Armand’s old fashioned vernacular, and origins in the Italian- art scene . It makes me wonder if he actually said it (not Alice)

And … before the proposal flashback, Louis says in relation to Alice and Daniel in Paris : “I SEE I triggered a memory.” But for Daniel , when thinking of the proposal, the only visual memory he SAW was of Armand . Which begs the question why did a failed marriage proposal trigger a memory of Armand (for Daniel) ?

Lestat asking Louis to be his companion and turning him was already compared to a wedding at a church. Daniel may have “finally gotten his shit together “ (got sober) and asked to be turned and be Armand's companion and Armand said "no" . And this still subconsciously hurts him deeply. In the books, armand's refusal to turn him was the biggest issue in their relationship. It could be a similar pain to when Alice first rejected his marriage proposal (or his pain from Armand's rejection was displaced on to Alice's rejection, in his distorted memories). Similar to him thinking he drove a buick when married to her.

Also , isn’t it interesting that in Daniel’s first flashback of Armand, the first thing Armand says as he looks at Daniel is , “no.” And the second flashback is: “(s)he said no.”

I also find it interesting that Daniel first remembers Armand via a dream and of course Alice (could be a ref to Alice in wonderland which is a story heavily associated with dreams). A hint he’s mixing the 2 up? (Alice and wonderland series) : “In the garden of memory, in the palace of dreams, that is where you and I shall meet.” *Literally remembers meeting Armand (in his memory) via a dream….

3) This next scene could have a lot of logical explanations. And it could be heavily symbolic and foreshadow that past d.m did happen. But if past d.m did occur it’s also possible Armand wasn’t simply worried about the talamasca showing Daniel the trial-script (which Armand may or may not have assumed burned in the fire). But, was worried about Daniel learning about their affair and telling Louis. Daniel to Armand: “you could read any mind you want. Why didn't you?" Armand: "I was in Love". Daniel snears at Louis: "you believe that?" Louis: I believe... he could have gotten lazy. Armand: "It was love." Louis sarcastically: "Sure, and Love. I suppose he was loving in those times... (angrily)Love!"

Armand then immediately turns away from Louis and asks three times if Daniel was left alone to talk to anyone (talamasca) during dinner . And Louis looks visibly confused on why he's harping on Daniel, and not the fact he just alluded to the fact that he thinks Armand doesn't love him anymore. And louis say exasperated : "WHY do you ask, LOVE?" There's a lot of symbolic weight in that last sentence. He literally is referring to Armand by the nickname 'love', but he's once again alluding to his doubts of Armand's love by emphasizing the last word. He's also asking why on earth is he bringing Daniel up in this conversation??? The dramatic pause between the 2 lines, may symbolically tell us the answer : " Why do you ask (about Daniel)? (Is it) LOVE? ".Armand may have been trying to figure out if Daniel found out about the affair, and told Louis.

And to answer Louis' question on ‘why he’s asking about Daniel’ we hear a drink being prepared and Armand is shown in both shots as the drink is poured...

And what does Daniel say shortly after : "Rashid, more vermouth next time.It's just HIS (Armand's) were better (*smirks)." Armand's odd look in response is possibly because he's wondering if this was or wasn't a subtle jab at their past relationship. “ They were not compatible / He tasted like Vermouth."

The drink symbolism could be a hint that Armand was asking cause he was afraid an ex-romantic relationship had been exposed. Not to mention, this whole scene was spurred on by Armand saying he doesn't read minds , cause of "love". And in an earlier episode he apologized to Daniel (for Louis going into his mind) saying "it was wrong to go into your memories ." Maybe Armand feels guilty about what he did last time he went into Daniel's memories?I mean …during this whole scene he could have just read Daniel's thoughts/memories to know what he actually knew or if he met up with the talamasca during dinner. Instead he openly admits he tried to hack Daniel’s computer : “you have everything we have , unless you're HIDING something on your encrypted laptop.”And funnily enough the only thing the Talamasca agent said to Daniel, at dinner, was he 'shouldn't fear Armand'. Sus.

The agent says this AFTER Armand just killed Malik. And before this convo with the talamasca, Daniel said himself: “1000s of kills, when has Armand ever spared a life ?” Yes, exactly, so why does the talamasca agent seem so confident that Armand isn’t a threat to Daniel? . Are they really just that bad at keeping their assets alive? I guess Armand usually only targets certain types of people, but still . And why does Raglan warn Daniel about Louis??? Louis hasn't killed anyone since 2000! Even agent Rashid says Daniel shouldn't have accepted Louis' invitation if he wanted to get out alive. Who knows maybe they're like, Daniel if Louis finds out about your little affair - you're going to die (just like Antoinette).

Not to mention that in the episode commentary of the scene, Assad says that Armand was suspicious "that they knew" . And I mean -after they both question Armand's 'love'. It makes sense he’d jump to the conclusion that they might know about the affair . Anderson (Louis) then says about the scene: " Louis known for a long time something is wrong. A lie is being told. I think Louis and Daniel have been sort of like kept things for Armand." Which yeah- sounds more like d.m proof than Armand simply trying to figure out if they know about the trial script.

4) louis : “we’ve been TOGETHER 77 years . Should we let the MATH of that settle.” Well, that’s certainly interesting math, given the fact Armand said in the prior episode they’ve been “TOGETHER” for “ 70 years.” Logically ,I know Armand is simply “rounding down” (which is already out of character tbh). But SYMBOLICALLY I find it really interesting that Armand when Daniel is in the room says “77 years”, but when Daniel is in another room he always says “70 years “ . Maybe a symbolic hint their affair lasted 7 years ?

Think about it, what did Lestat say when explaining his affair with a human who he later turned into a vampire : “ For 7 years …if your companion no longer wishes to share his body with you. If every word out of his mouth is disinterest or vitriol for 7 years ! You still hope ... that he'll love you, like you love him . But, what do you do? (picture of Antionette pops up).Do you find affection elsewhere? “ . Santiago: “Antionette Brown, ladies and gentlemen, later the vampire Antoinette . 7 long years . “

Also , Daniel had to be reminded by his ex wife Alice that he didn’t own a Buick while they were together . His publisher also had to remind him the dates must be wrong for when he owned the car - cause child car seats weren’t even mandatory until 1985, the year he got Alice pregnant . Daniel told his publisher he owned a Buick 7 years before 1985. Cough it was probably Armand’s car (and the timeline is jumbled in his head). And they were together for 7 years. Daniel didn’t even own a credit card in the 80s but he thought he drove a luxury car in the 70s???? Sus

Louis while with Daniel , also says to Armand : “do you care to Join us?” Armand to Daniel: “Mr pointe du lac will join you at course 7.” Daniel: “7?... wait “(Armand rushes away from Daniel). Maybe that's symbolic?

who knows , Lestat (was separated from Louis) and lived with Antoinette for years- only to later get back with Louis. Is it possible that something similar happened between Armand, Daniel, and Louis ?

Not to mention when Armand says to Daniel “77 years and it still feels like a slight.” (it pans to Daniel, and I can’t help but think the real slight would be to Daniel, if they actually were together during that 77 y long marriage). Daniel in the last episode screaming : “77 years based on a seismic lie!” (Makes me wonder if the trial isn’t the only seismic lie). I'm sorry, I still find it interesting that ‘home-wrecker’ molloy destroyed their marriage “almost to the day” of Louis & Armand's anniversary.

In the show they also changed Marius/armand’s relationship so it now lasted 12 years. Which in the books is also how long Daniel/Armand were together . I could see Armand/Daniel having the “chase/get to know you phase “ for 5 years and then actually be together for 7 years. Since in the books they knew each other for 4 years before dating for 8) .

5)This next scene could also be heavily symbolic ,when Louis is discussing his courtship to Armand (the camera lingers on Daniel cause the dialogue may have also applied to him): "Some of my most pronounced feelings and thoughts were taking shape. When my mind was being touched by Armand's I became deeply excited and driven to form new conclusions about myself and vampiric life in the abstract." / Louis: "Is something wrong, Daniel?" Daniel: Something you were saying made me think of, um... Louis : "Think of what?" *Armand turns to look at Daniel* Daniel:" It just flew out of my head. It's gone." *Camera pans back to Armand looking at Daniel* Who may or may not be wondering if Daniel almost remembered something. Also the fact during this whole scene Daniel is clicking on the “escape” button over and over as Louis describes his romance with Armand (it may also be symbolic that young Daniel would not want to hear any of this ).

5b) We already know Daniel’s memories have been slowly coming back in relation to Armand (when something or someone triggers a memory). They’re not completely lost- he can get some of them back. Another proof d.m happened in the past is what “triggers a memory (of Armand).” There's the examples that have an obvious explanation: he searches on his computer the painting of Marius which he already discussed with Armand, and when he asks about Armand’s diet ( he remembers when Armand almost made him a meal). But the other things that trigger Armand to flash in his mind… are very suspicious. The first time he remembers Armand in s1 was when Armand placed a blanket on him (*which book Armand has done for Daniel before) . And in s2 Daniel also has a flashback occur when Armand (for the first time in Dubai) says “Daniel” . This whole convo occurs because Daniel was asking Louis about hallucinating his ex (and then Daniel sees a vision of Armand from the past ,HMMMM). And he also has his memory of Armand “triggered “ when he sees a photo of a Parisian couple near a fountain + thinks of how he was rejected by his ex-wife in Paris. Daniel’s subconscious is reminded of his past with Armand - when he thinks of a combination of France , romance, and heartbreak.

6) Armand says about Daniel: “the boy…he’s still in there .”If young Daniel knew about Armand/louis I could see him being jealous and resentful of that relationship in the 70s and 80s. And so older Daniel (subconsciously) just needs to shit on their relationship , whenever the opportunity presents itself . Louis: “ I’d like to introduce you to the vampire Armand, the love of my life…my love ran a theater troupe for over a 150 years, Daniel.” Daniel: “the love of your life (Lestat) was in a box “. Daniel to loumand: lestat , lestat, lestat… love of my life or ‘rebound of my life ‘, with you two? “ Armand and Louis mentioning first meeting in a park: “with a habit of chasing after the wrong kind of love”. Daniel (sarcastic): “oh, what better place to find the right kind of love than in a public park. “ Louis who has told Daniel about dream- Lestat for multiple episodes, but then dream Lestat mocks Louis’ “ I love you” to Armand . Pans to Daniel squinting and then spitefully smirking : “Are you schizophrenic Louis ?”Louis: “we’ve been together for 77 years, Daniel.” Armand : “47 more than he did with lestat”. Daniel (smirks and looks at Armand): “keep selling it.” Louis talking about his and Armand’s romantic library dates . Daniel deadpan and sarcastic : “hot.” Daniel pressing the “escape’ button over and over as Louis describes his romance to Armand. Lestat to Loumand : “let’s see how long (your relationship) holds” . Daniel sarcastic and smug : “interesting phrase , what do you think he meant by that Louis? “ Daniel :*breaks them up “almost to the day” of their anniversary. *

It’s so funny how often Daniel questions their “love “ for each other . Like ,great job keeping a professional-objective lens, Daniel.

And speaking of “love “ I have to mention something else . The fact Daniel (in the 70s) uses the term "homophile" is VERY telling about his true desires. "The homophile movement was a collective term for the main organizations and publications supporting and representing sexual minorities in the 1950s to 1960s around the world.Proponents of the term 'homophile' hoped to emphasize the romantic rather than sexual aspect of same-sex relationships by replacing the -"sexual" suffix with the Greek root "philos," meaning LOVE. " In the books, when they first got together Daniel called Armand his "LOVER" and Armand called him "BELOVED" and “My LOVE.” Daniel deep down wanted "love" from a man , but before the interview in the 70s he only acted on his sexual desires (where there was no emotional intimacy and it could more easily be dismissed as just needing a fix, experimentation, etc). So yeah… Armand and Daniel both were hyper sexual but deep down they both wanted the same thing- Love . And young Daniel may have really LOVED Armand ,if they were together . Armand would have been the only man he ever loved.So yeah , even with amnesia , his bitterness may slip out (subconsciously). I mean, imagine Armand chose Louis over you: and you had to hear Louis talk on and on about his ex Lestat, mention while he was courting Armand that a hallucination of Lestat mocked Armand repeatedly . Hear how Louis didn't even want to call Armand his “companion" and just wanted to be friends with benefits, and in the end Louis chose to be with Armand to spite his ex Lestat. Then he proceeds to hook up with 100s of guys a year while being with Armand (despite being devastated Lestat slept with 1 other person). And it is made abundantly clear that Armand was just a “rebound” for Louis- and Armand still chose Louis over you! I’d be bitchy and want them to break up too . XD

Obviously, Armand was toxic as hell to Louis through out their companionship though. No debating that.

7) so again, this is a crack theory, I’ll admit . But remember how Daniel tells Louis . “Memory is a monster.WE forget , memories don’t .” This I believe is a reference to repressed memories . Because irl when you’ve repressed a traumatic memory : your emotions and behavior still reflect that forgotten trauma ( you just don’t know and understand the root cause of your behavior). Why Daniel suggested Edmr to Louis (it helps recover and re-contextualize lost memories to better understand your present behavior ). So my point … Daniel and Louis may be acting in certain ways that they don’t even understand (because of their repressed memories). So What if Louis found out about the affair and Armand erased it ? It would possibly explain some of Louis behavior toward Daniel.For example, whenever Daniel gets distracted from Louis's story because he's looking at Armand - the camera pans to Louis and Louis' expression is certainly... interesting whenever this occurs.

It would possibly explain some of Louis behavior toward Daniel. Louis laughing about Daniel’s heart break about Alice (*which may actually be about Armand ). Louis smirking and side eyeing Armand, when Daniel said he wasn’t interested in Armand’s blood ( *Daniel as a human used to drink Armand’s blood). Daniel in s2e5 interrupting louis to say 'follow up with Armand' and Louis side-eyes the hell out of him XD.

In s2e5 Louis also says very angrily : “who would care if another drug addicted homophile disappeared. The Berkeley barb?” (Alluding to Daniel being closeted ,mocking his past drug habit+ college newspaper, and implying he was insignificant). Now even though that was technically part of the reason he initially approached Daniel in the 70s (and Louis sadly does have a habit of saying mean stuff to people he cares about) … it’s still odd how much venom he said it with in the present . Especially in contrast to the speech flashback in the same episode (that had the opposite sentiment).

Also something else I always found really strange. In the last ep of s2, Louis verbally defends Daniel from Armand (telling Armand not to hurt Daniel). And right after this Louis moves in to shake Daniel's hand - Daniel immediately backs up afraid . We also see Daniel be afraid of Louis in the s1e1 script : “ The attack on the tape is horrifying … begging and screaming … suddenly Louis transports himself across the room and presses the stop button. Molloy tries to hide his fear as Louis towers over him.”The strange thing is- if it's simply just a human reaction because Louis' a powerful vampire & Daniel has a subconscious fear of Louis after he attacked him in the 70s. Then WHY wasn't he even MORE afraid of Armand (after all the shit Armand did to Daniel in the 70s)?? Why does Daniel not even flinch after he destroys Armand's 77 y long relationship (and theoretically created a perfect reason for Armand to attack him)? Is it because he subconsciously knows Armand wouldn't actually harm him???

8) [Armand brainwashing Louis]. So remember how Armand ‘s memory powers work- by repeating a phrase over and over again until the victim believes the memory or thought implanted? Even if this was completely unintentional/accidental on Armand’s part. I do find it interesting (and strange) that Armand essentially implanted in Louis mind that he was “partial “ to Daniel. Partial means you like someone OR you have a bias in favor of someone over other people in a conflict. I just find that kind of ironic cause before s2e5 , Daniel/ Louis were constantly beefing while Armand was essentially the referee trying to get them to chill the F-out . And at least for a good portion of the show it seemed Armand was the one actually “partial” to Daniel. It just made me wonder , if we’re missing something . Also , if Armand really only met Daniel once, and was still jealous and resentful of how much attention he garnered from Louis, why did he implant the thought in Louis' head that Daniel could be "fruitful in later times'???? Wouldn't he never want to see this guy again? (Even if he's supposed to be a symbol of their companionship enduring, idk, I still find it weird. Even Daniel questioned the reasoning in the beginning of the ep) .

9) I’ll be honest , I’m probably wrong about this (and it’s a crack theory). Like 90% chance It's not true … but it’s been bothering me ever since s2e5 aired. And yes, there may be some symbolic reason I’m missing (like the dialogue is similar to show the contrast between Louis and Armand’s treatment of Daniel in the 70s ) . But … something about the speech Daniel recites at the end of ep 5 is very strange to me. Not only because Louis, in Dubai, in e5, says the opposite sentiment (to said speech) . But because the words echo what Armand says or heard in e5 .

Daniel to Armand in e5: “I’m a bright young report with a point of view .” The speech repeats this line , and when Daniel says it in an earlier ep the camera pans to Armand looking at Daniel, then turning away to smile . speech : “ If things ever get bad again, these are the words you’ll hear LIKE a tape playing over and over in your mind , LIKE a song.” Armand about the tapes : “ I played the tapes twice … over and over until it was pounding in my brain LIKE a hammer ...(to Daniel) LIKE a bath … LIKE honey on your tongue .” Not to mention Armand’s powers work by repeating the same words “over and over again” . Speech: “Listen as though I’m the voice of god or an angel“ (literally in ep 5 we see Armand taken aback when Daniel is scared and starts saying “oh , my god” over and over again.And in the books Daniel described Armand as his “dark god”. )

Speech: " There are stories that need to be told." Armand: " Do you want to hear my story?" speech: You’re not insignificant " Armand to Daniel : “That makes you special.” Speech: “these words will lift you up and carry you.” (lmao, Armand’s words literally lifted and carried Daniel off the ground too ). Who knows, the line “what will it be tonight the good nurse or the gremlin?” may have a deeper meaning.

But again what really threw me off was that Louis (in Dubai) said about young Daniel in ep5: “who would care if ANOTHER drug addicted homophile disappeared? The Berkley Barb?!” speech: "You’re NOT insignificant or a junkie. you're a bright young reporter with a point of view.“ They’re literally opposing thoughts?? Not to mention it was Armand in ep 5 who called him a "reporter" & Daniel told Armand he was good at getting "angles" as a reporter (hello, 'perspective' is a synonym for 'angles').

Also , maybe just a huge plot hole but Louis later claims that when a “vampire commits to coffin” it’s nearly impossibly to wake them up , even if a “jet engine” flew by. So how did Louis wake up to save Daniel after Armand closed louis' coffin (and Armand told louis to "rest') ? Was it just because he was in so much pain that he couldn’t fall asleep? Was he fighting his instincts to save Daniel? Was Louis just over exaggerating how powerful a vampire’s sleep in a coffin is? Idk maybe it’s just a plot hole or I’m over-reading it . We do see Louis help Armand move Daniel later (so he obviously was awoken at some point). Maybe all the lines in the speech were a coincidence or just meant to juxtapose Louis and Armand's behavior. And Louis just heard the convos between Daniel/Armand from the other room, before saying the speech. But I always found ep 5 odd because of the discrepancies .

Heck, the ep prior we have Louis and Armand fighting as Daniel tries to listen to the San-Fran tape of Louis /Armand arguing. The first thing Daniel hears on the tape is his younger self essentially yelling at him : "You've forgotten man! You don't even understand the meaning of your own story!" (Which may or may not have more symbolic significance than we realize). And then the whole ending scene (of ep 4 & the audio of the tape playing Armand's voice) is abruptly cut off and the preview of ep 5 plays . Maybe it’s a hint Armand cut off and changed the ending to the following ep of San Fran too ??? “Same precise edit on 2 brains.” Who knows maybe Armand changed it cause he was afraid that certain details may start jogging memories of the affair .

And technically it would be a parallel to how Lestat let Armand take credit for saving his ex’s life (which generally changed how Louis saw the 2). And , s2e5 greatly changed how Daniel saw Louis. Armand may have done something similar to Lestat . But again it’s a crack theory … and I’m super happy with Daniel and Louis just having that nice moment (and becoming friends) . But those details always just threw me off , so I had to mention it (just incase there was some crazy plot twist in the future).

Also, if this is the case, I don't think Armand saved Daniel for romantic reasons at the time (but a different reason entirely). We see in episode 5 after Claudia's death Louis is spiraling due to grief and not abiding by his usual diet. Every night, in the 70s, he'd have sex with a young-queer male sex worker and then kill them . In the Parisian flashback we see Armand not eat but select bad guys for his coven to drain, as Armand tells Louis : "I understand you supplemented your diet (with animals)... I like how you withhold. It's alluring, it's practiced, it makes me wonder what's in there." One of the reasons Armand was attracted to Louis in the first place was because of his diet!!! But in the 70s , Armand every morning had to clean up the dead bodies of young boys whose backgrounds eerily resembled Amadeo's ( that would probably mess with anyone's psyche especially when Armand rarely ate and generally only chose shitty people or those who wanted to die). In s2e5, Armand and louis literally fight over who Louis chooses to kill (and it's implied to be an ongoing issue). Armand: "With a BOY! Things got heated with a BOY… And once again I'm here with mop and mindlessness to clean it up!” Louis: “so the room’s dirty, I’ll clean it up.” Armand: “NO! YOU make the mess I clean it up … unfortunates and broken CHILDREN. FINE!" Louis sarcastic : "Oh, FINE! the 'fine' that doesn't found like fine!" Louis later says to Armand : "sorry". And Armand retorts: Meaningless word, meaningless, a neighbor saw you while he was taking out the trash. I had to chase him down." ( Armand's face looks almost... guilty? And then the camera pans to Daniel looking at the body).Louis , surprised that Armand hasn’t killed Daniel yet : "He's alive?" Armand : " Oh, the BOY? The fascinating BOY?He's fine. He's just fine. Oh, he's fine. You're fine!This is fine! We're all FINE!"

I think Armand snapped on Daniel since he had no one else to lash out at. And, he also high key mentally snapped over Louis saying 10 hours with Daniel was more ‘fascinating' than decades with him) .But more importantly, Armand knew that covering up for injured Louis, required killing 'the boy' (like he did the neighbor) . And Daniel doesn't fit Armand's kill-code. Unlike most of Armand's victims Daniel's 'transgressions were ordinary' and unlike Malik who was 'begging for it in an hour' (Daniel fought for days) . Daniel was not Armand's usual target. Armand usually just cleaned up the dead bodies of the young sex workers (not kill them) . Armand: “128 boys and you’re the first he hasn’t consummated and drained, that makes you special.”Armand says Daniel was "special" because he was the 'first boy’ that ended up still being alive by the time Armand got there with his "mop". The fact Armand literally counted EVERY ‘call boy’ he was forced to clean up is probably an indicator Louis' choices in victims bothered Armand more than he lets on.

Also the show keeps on implying over and over that Armand doesn’t really drink blood very often (in the Parisian flashback louis asks if Armand is going to eat with his coven which he doesn’t) . Then Louis mentions twice to Daniel that Armand ‘rarely eats’. In the books, ancient vamps could go years without blood. Then we’re told later in Dubai by Louis that Armand generally only targets certain humans who cause a lot of harm to the world , and this is backed up by the flashback in Paris .Armand in Paris describing his target: “while their country men starved and clutched their ration cards, they made quite a killing on the black market . Enjoy yourselves .” But in front of Daniel he says : “ they (humans) were all the SAME to us, cattle for our DAILY suppers .” And he also says to Daniel that in Paris he often drank the blood of young men , like Daniel “for sport.” So what’s the truth??? The books say Armand (usually) only killed humans that were “evil doers” or that wanted to die. So … is he lying or exaggerating a facade to Daniel? Is he trying to look worse (and more bloodthirsty) in front of Daniel for some odd reason? Why? Well, maybe he’s trying to say things that would decrease the chance of Daniel remembering him. Armand even says to Daniel: “He had taken a mortal lover ! Hah, more heresy!!!” Armand just had to slip in his backstory that he personally finds the idea of banging a mortal sacrilegious and that he’d never EVER do it ! Though protest too much, maybe !

10) Throughout the present storyline we have Armand constantly protect Daniel. Which is narrative whiplash from what we saw in the flashback of the 2 first meeting. It begs the audience to question what changed from the 70s till now ? Is it really just because Armand thinks Louis likes Daniel? We have Armand stop Louis from exacerbating his Parkinson’s symptoms, and immediately apologize for what Louis just did. Then, when Louis goes into Daniel’s mind and mocks him over his failed proposal. Armand tries to stop it and then comforts him. And the next day (while Louis is asleep) Armand apologizes for Louis using his powers against Daniel for a second time. And throughout the present storyline we never actually see him use his powers against Daniel (despite all the jabs and provocations). Perhaps not using his powers and apologizing for Louis doing so - indicates his guilty conscious over what he did to Daniel? He wishes he could apologize but he can’t do so sincerely without exposing the truth . He has to stay in character (or else it could destroy his relationship with Louis).

Before s2e7 Daniel never verbally acknowledged any of Armand’s apologies . But when Armand says Louis “forgave (him)” for Paris . We then have Daniel say: “I didn’t forgive you.” And for some reason , Armand looks hurt that some ‘ insignificant mortal ‘ doesn’t forgive him. And then he tries to put back on his calm facade . But it’s fake, because he immediately changes the subject away from Paris to something personal , and mentions how Daniel’s past addiction did far more damage to his mind than his memory wipes in San Fran. Which ...(after Daniel's vermouth line) maybe Armand brings up the memory wipe cause he's not sure how much Daniel knows and whether Daniel is secretly alluding to ‘not forgiving him’ for memory-wiping their relationship. Or perhaps he's (lashing out and bringing up the memory wipe) because he knows if Daniel knew the truth , he probably would not forgive him for the 2nd larger memory wipe . Then he sits back down and backtracks : “fine , you want an apology . I’m sorry. WE thought it was the right thing to do“ passive aggressive or not… It’s interesting that he's even willing to say it at all, when he won’t even dignify Louis with one. “ you’re mad I erased it? You have no right to be.” The last time Armand said "sorry" to Louis was in Paris. Ever since Louis laughed and sarcastically said he was “sorry” for leaving him multiple times a year. Armand has never apologized to Louis, again. Armand :” tri-annual fuck off and find me, with apologies to follow.” Louis laughs and says sarcastically : “I’m sorry”. . Louis : “so-so. “ Armand: “what’s that? “ Louis: “sorry” . Armand : “meaningless word . Meaningless .” Hmm, then why are you constantly apologizing to Daniel??? Is it really just an empty gesture/manipulation tactic ? or is there a deeper reason?

11) Armand brings up Lestat (his and Louis’ ex) asking: “Did he BREAK you Louis? Are you broken?" Later Daniel says " That's why I go after you real Rashid . YOU (unlike Armand) I can fucking BREAK!" Then Armand whispers 'excuse me' and storms out . The only other time Armand asked to be "excused" and stormed out was when Daniel called him a "rent boy" (which would obviously be triggering regardless but even worse if Daniel was his ex).So the whole "BREAK" line may have a deeper meaning than the literal interpretation. Maybe that line hit a nerve cause he actually felt like Daniel 'broke' him. Armand talking about Daniel: "He wants YOU in pieces." Armand to Daniel, the supposedly 'insignificant mortal': " I did it to protect me… from YOU, Mr. Molloy. Why do I owe YOU my shame. Why do I owe YOU. "

Note , in s2ep7 he says he ripped out Claudia’s diary pages that had his name in them (aka memories of himself ) from Daniel’s viewing . And literally yells that he did it to protect himself from Daniel. He pretty much admitted he may have erased himself from Daniel’s memory to “protect (himself).” Meanwhile he may have rationalized erasing Louis attempt in San Fran as “protecting him from himself.” Begrudgingly he apologized for erasing Daniel’s memory but immediately shuts down Louis concern . Weird priorities ,Armand .

12) If Armand was overthinking , and contemplating whether or not Daniel knew about the relationship because of : the 'vermouth' line, 'I don't forgive you', and saying how Louis' romance with Armand 'reminded him of something', etc. And then he sees Daniel has the trial -script which was given to him by the talamasca . And the talamasca has surveillance on all vamps. Is it that hard to believe that Armand assumed Daniel already knew about the affair (because of the talamasca) ? And did this partially as “pay back” ? Especially when Daniel should only remember Armand torturing and trying to kill him. And all Daniel does (after blowing up his marriage) is adjust his glasses and stare into Armand’s eyes, with apparently no fear . He may assume Daniel already knows , and just doesn’t tell Louis (cause Daniel isn’t sure if Louis would be angry at him). When Armand looks at Daniel , at the table, this might be when Armand thinks: *it's officially confirmed Daniel knows about their past relationship*. In a show that already has the motif of “pov changes the perception of a story” . Anything is possible …

13) Armand to Daniel (who he supposedly only met once): “It’s in your nature , Mr . Molloy . Can’t get OUT THE DOOR before lobbing one MORE bomb.”

In the novels, Daniel was infamous for leaving Armand over and over again. This was because Armand would constantly refuse to turn him, leading Daniel to feel unloved , leaving, doing substances , and mentally begging for Armand to come and find him again. This also echoes Louis’ behavior in the 70s too: “tri-annual, fuck off and find me. With apologies to follow ( after a drug binge).” But maybe the last time Daniel left - he dropped one last bomb , on their relationship. In the books , Armand turned him in 1985 , the same year that show-alice was pregnant. It’s possible this was the bomb Daniel decided to leave Armand with . But here’s the thing. Armand was a child whose whole life was negatively affected by his parents abandoning him . He may not want to contribute to that. As Armand said “children” are “innocent.” He was abandoned by his parents, abandoned by his maker /lover who raised him as a teen and called him “son”, he felt abandoned by Lestat. And he probably felt abandoned by Daniel & Louis walking out on him over and over . And he may not have wanted some “innocent “ kid to deal with that cause of his & Daniel’s relationship . In the books Armand had a soft spot for human kids . It could make his words as he turned to Daniel have more symbolic weight : “the sleep of an infant . Blank slate (tabula rasa).”

And (after turning him) he may have left cause he couldn’t deal with being abandoned AGAIN. Not after Louis just left and Daniel has done so - many times before. So he “abandoned“ him first. In the books , he said he left Daniel after turning him cause he assumed Daniel would hate him for turning him into a 'monster' . Armand says in the show: “those we make ourselves are bound to despise us “ (and this is a quote directly from TVA where he mentions turning Daniel and his resentment for Marius). In the unpublished draft of one of Anne rice’s books , Armand reunited with the vampire-Daniel and says “I didn’t mean to abandon you." Note before the finale, Armand talks about memory wipes , turns to Daniel and says “a few days after we abandoned him.” And then he almost cried (now could he just be crying about Louis attempt that he mentioned right before this, of course. Assad even said that event traumatized Armand and there is narrative proof for that) . But I only mention the scene for two reasons. 1) the timing of him crying the second he turns away from Louis ,looks at Daniel , and says he ‘ abandoned him’ (makes me wonder if he’s thinking of the last memory wipe where he actually abandoned Daniel). And 2) “Abandoned” is such a strong word for someone you barely know , don’t care about , and find ‘insignificant’ . why not say ‘ditch ‘, ‘dump’, etc? Even Daniel an ep prior says “your boyfriend (Armand) is ditching us.” When Armand does say this line we even have Daniel close his eyes , turn away, and blink rapidly like he’s trying to emotionally process something (but just doesn’t know what ). Then Armand puts back on his calm mask and the next thing he says is “continuing on the record , I was a coward, Mr molloy. “ As Daniel just stares at him.

So, maybe... If Daniel wants Armand back , he’ll actually have to find Armand after he’s run away ( like Armand always did for Daniel). Daniel: “Have you heard from my maker?”

14)People always question how Daniel and Armand could have had the affair - if Armand was with Louis. But there’s several possible explanations. This scene alludes to one possibility . *pans to Louis sleeping in the day*. Armand : “he’ll awaken when the sun sleeps. We should probably wait for him.” Daniel smirks : “probably” . *prolonged silence as Armand smiles at him and then looks away. After this, he breaks the silence, and brings up "blenders" ( possibly recollecting his time with Daniel , during the day) -in the 1970s he would constantly wreck Daniel's blenders .

I mean… think about it, guys. Armand has been shown to be able to go out in the daytime since the 70s, he hunted in the day in s2 , and in the day he did not “wait” for Louis to talk to Daniel ( about “ fetishes”, and his sex life). Armand literally could have just had the affair in the daytime while Louis was none the wiser sleeping. And Armand also mentions in s2e5 that Louis would leave him for prolonged periods of time “tri-anually." So 3 times a year he could have just been with Daniel (on night island). And of course it’s also possible they had a “brief separation” similar to how Lestat was separated from Louis for years and lived with his human lover…

Other possible eastereggs:

-Daniel seemed very upset after reading about a failed relationship between a vampire and human . And if Daniel is mixing up Alice with Armand . There’s a possible parallel between Charlie/claudia and Armand/Daniel. Aka both eating pink & white ice cream with their vampire lovers. In the books Armand would often take Daniel to restaurants and cafes too. And, the way Louis mentions he knew the street that Daniel & Alice went to and the strange look he gives Daniel , as Daniel describes the moment .... makes me wonder if he found out about them , when Armand/Daniel were in Paris .

-It’s a little weird Armand (a vampire who can’t even taste alcohol) is so good at making Daniel’s drinks. Daniel even writes in his notes that it’s weird that the drinks taste like ‘ Rashid’ was trained at the Dukes.so yeah- why is a vamp that good at making Daniel’s drinks just to his liking . Experience? Also when Louis mentions that Daniel was curious about how Armand’s blood tasted . Daniel asks for a “refill” - hinting that maybe he has had Armand’s blood in the past and that he will get a refill (once he’s turned in s2). Also, it’s ironic when Armand says to Daniel “I wouldn’t allow you near my neck if-“ and human Daniel literally bites his neck while being turned, in the books.

- In s2e1, Armand says " The boy from San francisco" ( and he speaks normally until 2 Lines in particular.He then takes 2 large pauses with a pained expression as he says: " He's still in there... we can find him". Not only is it suspicious on Armand's end but it could also allude to the rest of s2 having hints in the narrative that 'young Daniel' (who was with Armand- is still in there) . Like Daniel getting upset thinking about the 'proposal' along with other scenes.

- Louis said having sex with a vampire ,as a human, is something you can never really forget . And Daniel “really” thought he had sex with a vampire . Maybe it just wasn’t Louis? I also find it narratively interesting that almost all the vampire couples meet each other when one of them was human : Lestat/louis, Claudia/madeline, Armand/Daniel . And , in the novels, the biggest issue for Daniel and Armand’s relationship was the fact he wouldn’t turn Daniel. I also would just find it ironic and funny if Armand who criticized Claudia and Lestat for being romantically attached to humans , ends up doing the same decades later .

- I just think having Daniel’s words bite him in the ass , would be narratively fulfilling and hilarious . Daniel : “This is great , you shared a boyfriend” (maybe you and Louis did too?) Daniel : “it’s a telenovela!” (You know a common trope of telenovelas and soap operas- amnesia causing you to forgot your lover ). Daniel to Louis: "you took (him) back... lover, murderer, maker (cough Maybe Daniel will take Armand back ). “you talk about him 50 years later like he was your soulmate. Locked together in some fucked up romance.” ( Well 50 years ago, Armand in both the show and books locked you up for a bit… but you still ended up dating him.) Louis: "He was MY murderer,MY mentor, MY lover, MY maker... death, rebirth, coming out." Daniel ('have you seen MY maker') Molloy judgey as hell: "coming out? What's sexuality got to do with it? "

- Daniel mentions how when someone wants to create emotional distance from a situation it becomes impersonal, “ going from I to oneself , himself.” This obviously refers to Louis’ words in relation to San-Fran , but the camera also pans to Armand looking uncomfortable (as Daniel explains this). Armand already did something similar when recounting his past “This is amadeo . He is …” But what Daniel said , had me thinking . Armand was plenty comfortably in s2e5 addressing Daniel by his first name. But now he (almost) exclusively refers to him as “Mr. Molloy” - maybe because he wants “emotional distance” from him? Armand about an ex: "THE NAME! THE NAME! unuttered in our home for... years!"

- Daniel in the show says terrified “ It’s you who’s fascinating ! You can read minds right?” (Aka he was terrified but was telling the truth- Which Armand sensed.)This echoes Daniel’s thoughts of Armand before they first started dating in the books (but were still getting to know each other post entrapment) : “in mute fascination, Daniel had watched Armand.”/ “Daniel found himself fascinated. sometimes trying to write down the things Armand had told him.”

- Armand says to Daniel : “you are going to teach me how to be fascinating .” And he also told Louis : “we are teachers of one another .” In the books once Armand and Daniel become a couple he says : “you will be my teacher .”

- Daniel asking Louis for the dark gift: “give it to me. “ Louis to Daniel: “and I paraphrase … you said give it to me, make me a vampire” . Daniel to Armand in the books : “give it to me, damn you , immortality as close as your arms . “

- In the books when Armand for the first time admits he loves Daniel in Pompeii … he “gently puts (Daniel) on his knees , using his hands” . This is after Daniel looks at a pompeii mural of a naked character kneeling . It contrasts the scene of Armand telepathically and aggressively putting Daniel on his knees when they first met . The visual storytelling of both scenes would show how far the relationship has changed since they first met (how could the show runners not do it? It would be a wasted opportunity!)

- Daniel’s apartment has a painted blue sky . In the d.m chapter Armand was said to be fascinated by blue skies and he’d also painted clouds in Marius’ paintings .

- Daniel & Armand talked about Marius’ painting and Daniel later remarks about the “stolen Rembrandt” (we see Armand smirk at the mention of this ) . It could be a hint because Armand used to steal paintings and give them to Daniel . We even see in s1e1 Daniel doing a puzzle of a famous painting- that in the books Armand showed Louis.

- Daniel also complains about Armand’s disguises as Armand stares and smirks again. Maybe thinking about how young Daniel enjoyed his human costumes. Armand literally impersonated a human attorney to get Daniel out of jail (could he have just used the mind gift? Sure , but that’s not as fun, is it? ) Bro prob loved his disguise when Armand bailed him out of jail, dropped him off at a hotel to sleep off his hangover , and filled Daniel’s wallet with multiple $100 dollar bills. Did I mention they weren’t even dating yet ? Also Louis’ excuse for Armand’s ‘Rashid disguise’ was : “my love was in charge of a theater troupe for over a 150 years .” So are human disguises just something he does on the regular for fun 😅 ? Or is Louis just that in denial XD ? Both? Obviously he may have just done the disguise so he could monitor the interview without being directly involved or mentioned in Daniel’s book (even ripping himself out of Claudia’s journal pages that mentioned him). But yeah… if he also wanted to be extra careful about Daniel not remembering him: pretending to be a 20 something year old human servant , using a different name (would help) .

- It may be a coincidence, but when Armand finally broke character in s1 (and started to take off his gloves to remove his contacts) he does so right after Daniel called himself a "wh*re". That's what caused him to break character. Which, given both their backgrounds, and if they did date- Armand may really dislike Daniel calling himself that.

- I feel if (in the show) d.m did happen in the past .They placed some interesting eastereggs to allude to it. In the show , Daniel interviewed Louis on divisdero street and then Armand kept him in the apartment for days and Daniel was eventually let go . This echos how in the book: after Daniel interviewed Louis on divisdero street , Daniel finds lestat’s house and meets Armand for the first time .Armand temporarily imprisons him there and then lets him go (saying he’s going to watch him and if he grows bored of him he’ll either eat him or simply lose track of him). But then he gets to know Daniel over the years and they eventually get together. My guess (if it happened in the show): Daniel with what little he remembered …and using his skills in ‘investigative-journalism ‘ found the apartment on divisdero street again and Armand was there- then the chase began. Armand in the book stalked Daniel until they became an item , and in the show he observed and stalked Louis and Lestat before they hooked up too ( a pattern of behavior ) .

-(Maybe just me coping) but sometimes I wonder if one of the reasons we didn't see Daniel's turning is because it would give too much away (and that it may be shown later, contrary to what the producers claim). For example, Daniel's turning in the books was "beautiful" . And in s2 Louis even says Armand could be a part of a "beautiful" turning. It's possible the turning was a lot less violent/'spiteful' than we expect (especially if Armand mistakenly assumed Daniel knew about their past). There's also a few easterggs in the show alluding to the book turning. For example: Armand putting a blanket on Daniel in s1 (is something he does after turning Daniel.) He put a blanket on him and said : “by the time you wake up you’ll be one of us.” Daniel says “quite the house plant” in reference to Armand’s purple magnolia tree which is similar to the purple wisteria tree Daniel sees when he's turned. Magnolia trees represent “everlasting love” and wisteria trees represent “enduring love”. Get it … immortality , everlasting love, ‘enduring’ being a word used often by the vamps . Armand also says he wouldn't let Daniel near his neck (which is ironic cause Daniel drinks from Armand's neck when being turned). Armand also says “I was a coward, mr molloy" which is similar to Armand telling Daniel "I'm a coward, I can't let you die." (before turning him). And before he's turned Armand tells Daniel he’s dying, and Daniel makes a sarcastic joke (that's very similar to something show Daniel would say): "yeah, yeah, as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death." And when Armand says he'll turn him (Daniel just goes silent in disbelief ). Also, Daniel not believing Armand hasn't turned anyone -is a callback to the turning where Armand says: "I've never turned anyone. I know you never believed me-" And then Daniel cut him off to say he "no, I believe you". Also there's the scene of Louis describing Madeleine's turning : "The lamb (pans to Daniel) smiling up at the wolf (pans to Armand) ." For all we know - the fact it wasn't a ' spiteful' turning may actually cause Daniel more confusion and questions regarding his maker. And it may make him wonder what else is Armand hiding . A possible reason for Daniel looking for him.

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Leathers and Robes

Note: Happy Valentines Day. ;) …. And part 1? Pairing: Rider Leon S. Kennedy x Priestess fem reader Synopsis: You are one of the priestesses that follow a goddess of knowledge which requires all her followers to be celibate. Your path was clear since you were born, you hated how people could be so animalistic when it came to reproduction hence why you decided to pursue the path of the goddess all was well until a dragon rider came to the temple. Contains: Virgin reader, vaginal penetration, fingering, oral fem receiving, questionable use of daggers, dirty talk, body worship, praise kink, use of pet names (princess, holy woman, sweetheart, goddess), unprotected sex, cream pie, cock warming. Warning: Minors do not interact.

Your days have always had the same routine, you would wake up have a modest breakfast tend to the largest library stationed in the temple of your goddess until lunch then back to the books for the afternoon. Around that time students from the academy would slowly and surely tickle in to study and that was about it.

The goddess of knowledge didn’t require extensive praying or even offerings. She wanted her priestesses to follow three simple rules. First, pursue the knowledge they are interested in. Second, to take care of themselves and their bodies in order to stay healthy and third… to never get involved with men and to stay celibate.

This has been easy ever since you joined her temple well until everything went south.

One unfortunate afternoon a fight between some students occurred. One party was going to the War academy trained to be dragon riders, soldiers and royal guard. The others were going to the academy in pursuit of science and knowledge in general. Their fight brought in a headmaster of the Academy of science to the temple’s doorstep.

The man was unpleasant to say the least strict and his distaste for women was evident. It made you uncomfortable to speak to him for the short few minutes he needed to get a grasp on the situation that involved the students of his academy.

What was unsurprising the headmaster of the war academy didn’t bother to show up. Or so you thought until… he landed on dragon back before your very eyes.

Since childhood you dreamed of seeing a dragon in person however your pursuit of knowledge leads you to a place where you will never have a chance unless someone dared to break the rules. The memory brings heist to your step as you approach the man.

“Excuse me, dragons are prohibited from landing on temple grounds.” You spoke up.

The man adorned in dark flight leathers turned to you. He looked strict and dangerous. His whole face was as if he was carved from stone into a beautiful statue. His hair was blonde cut short and slicked back with a few unruly strands escaping to cover his forehead.

“My apologies ma’am.” He speaks his voice rumbling in your ears. “Louis, you heard the lady.” He speaks and the dragon adorned in bronze like scales huffs, his nostrils releasing some smoke before he took flight leaving the grounds.

Your hands moved to straighten your robes before fixing your posture to look up at the man towering above you. His blue eyes bored into your own.

“I’m looking for priestess (Y/N) (L/N).” He spoke up.

You were forced to clear your throat and swallow before you were ready to answer him. “That would be me.”

“Lovely. I heard you saw what happened last week with the rookies.” His arms cross over his chest, his muscular frame was intimidating to say the least but you were not going to allow a man to intimidate you.

“I have.” You confirm. “I would assume that rough housing is a common occurrence among your ranks.” It was your turn to cross your arms over your chest.

His eyes momentarily lost the focus from your eyes landing lower where your arms crossed. This might have lasted for a millisecond but you still caught it.

“Perhaps it is true.” He had a smirk curl in the corner of his lips. “I still need to know what happened.”

“Are you the headmaster of the academy?” You question him suspicion clear in your tone of voice.

A deep chest rumbling chuckle escapes his lips. “No, I’m a Liuetenant, Leon S. Kennedy, think of it as a favor I’m doing for the headmaster.”

You sigh. It wasn’t like this was a serious offense, in fact no one got hurt and it’s not as if the information can’t go public.

“Fine… The students tend to throw insults to the other party but it was never too serious. Common rivalry one side believes they are more important than the other, however the students from the war academy seemed to be on edge that day. I’m not too sure what that ordeal was about but one rude comment and they were standing up and causing a considerable amount of noise. Before I knew it, they started throwing punches. I didn’t hear much of their conversation.” Your explanation seemed to satisfy him and after several official questions he was itching to leave.

It took several days before he came back. This time dragging the students of the war academy by the ear to apologize to the priestesses. While your collogues, waved them off claiming to be too busy you lingered to properly accept their apology.

It wasn’t as if they damaged the temples property so you didn’t expect much. Nor did the temple demand for the official apology but alas the matter was settled calmly and rather quickly.

However, this rider was rather odd. You haven’t seen him before the whole ordeal and now he made it his mission to come into the library at least two to three times a week. He wasn’t worthy of suspicion but even so, you just couldn’t get him off your mind.

This only led you to grow curious about this particular rider and eventually your curiosity needed to be satiated. Hence why you made it your mission to discover everything you possibly could.

There wasn’t much you could find with just his name. The only thing you were able to find were his academy attendance and final grades records. Now all you knew about him was his name, he was a lieutenant and a dragon rider for the military as well as he was a good student nicely nested at the tops of many charts as well as his age. Twenty-seven and at a such position in the military?

“You are a curious one, aren’t you?” The deep voice makes you flinch surprising you as you looked to the source. It was him right as you were holding the academy records.

That’s alright, he can’t know for sure you were looking into him. You straighten your robes as you turn to face him placing a mask of indifference over your face.

“I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t. Knowledge is power.” You spoke fixing your posture.

“Right…” He smirks as he leans back against the book shelf and pulling a dagger out of its holster twirling it around is if it was a mere broken off branch and not a razor-sharp blade. “Just what knowledge would you find it the records of the war academy students?”

So, it seems he is as sharp as his blade. “I don’t see how I must explain myself to you.”

“Oh, you mustn’t ma’am you are the holy lady of the goddess of knowledge, what would a lowly soldier do in face of such high status.” His tone is filled to the brim with mockery and sarcasm.

His attitude annoys you. As if you were a spoiled princess and not a woman who has dedicated her whole life to the goddess of knowledge. You worked hard to climb the ranks and are currently the youngest among the priests and priestesses.

“You look bored here.” He points out.

“I most certainly am not.” You counter.

Another one of his soul shaking chuckles enters your ears. “Oh really? This mind as well be a retirement home considering there is always more elderly, I doubt even with the students’ who study here can overwhelm them in numbers.”

“Perhaps not, but I doubt that is of much importance. People come here to learn, of all ages.” You spoke up. “After all, it is never late to learn something new.”

He nods as he tugs the dagger into its holster. “Speaking of people willing to learn…” He reaches into his pocket pulling out a piece of parchment that was folded multiple times. “Some riders made a discovery of a cave. It has a whole lock and puzzle system… So, naturally, we think there might be something valuable down there.” He hands you the parchment and you unfold it.

What you found written on it was a request for a priestess to join the riders on a mission to discover what is in the said cave. Knowing the other priestesses, you had a feeling none of them would like to join on this mission.

“I will take this to the high priestess.” You spoke as you put the book you were holding back in its place.

“Thank you, ma’am.” He offers you a bright smile which would make any woman weak in the knees. But you are no ordinary woman. You are the holy woman of your goddess and you shall not falter. Offering him nothing more but a nod of acknowledgement you walk away.

It took several days for the high priestess to consider the said request. “Who would like to voulunteer?” She questioned the other priestesses and you looked around the room.

In theory, all the older women weren’t going to offer to join the mission you could assume as much. It was a new territory and there was no guarantee of the other women being present. If there is anything a holy woman following the goddess of knowledge would be horrified off the most, it was this very situation.

“I suppose we shall refuse the request then.”

“I will do it.” You raise your hand. “I studied similar topics before. I’m curious to find out if my theory is correct.”

“What is your theory?” One of the priestesses questioned you, curiosity evident in her eyes.

“The structures of places that hide valuable items.” You clarify. “More specifically, if all the obstacles could be passed without the need for the creator. Based on my research all of those places contain simple concept puzzles with a more complicated twist.” You continue to explain and the women in the room nod in understanding.

“Very well then. I shall inform the general.”

It took several days for the mission to get into motion. The cave’s location was long ways away from the temple but based on the briefing you received to prepare yourself, the trip there was several hours on dragon back and estimated two to three days to explore the cave and again several hours travel back.

When the time came you changed into more practical but still modest clothing which included lose trousers that did not accentuate your figure as well as a tunic over which you draped a cape. You left the temple that early morning and found yourself at the meet up point.

Your wait was short as several dragons landed before you. “Would you look at that.” Leon dropped down from the back of his dragon approaching you. “Glad to have you on board ma’am.” He bows his head slightly.

He looked about the same as he always does, wrapped into a tightly fitted leather with belt like straps wrapped around his torso and thighs.

“I gotta be going blind to see a Kennedy flirting with a priestess.” It was a turn for a different man to approach the two of you.

His skin was tan and a black shaggy hair was falling over his forehead. He appeared to be taller than Leon which made you step back to keep a reasonable distance from him.

“Carlos Olivera.” He offers his hand for a handshake but instead of taking it you speak your name.

“Priestesses avoid physical contact with men.” A woman spoke as she approached the three of you followed by a man and another woman who looked vaguely similar. “Jill Valetine.” She offers her hand for a shake which you take. “Our Captain Chris Redfield and his sister Claire Redfield.” She points to the man and a woman standing behind her. “And the rest are Brad Vickers, Marvin Branagh and Barry Burton.” She speaks as she points to the three other men.

You nod in acknowledgment. “Let’s move out, Mrs. (L/N) you will be riding with me.” Chris speaks and you stiffen.

His sister is quick to smack him on the back of his head. “No men remember?” She speaks. “You are with me.” She ads as she leads you to her dragon.

Claire was quick to set up a saddle for you right behind hers and kindly helped you mount the dragon adorned in burgundy scales. The journey was exhausting, making sure you held onto your own seat exhausted you quicker than you anticipated. And what was supposed to be a one lane trip ended up having a stop so you could stretch your legs and rest before you were back in the air.

Nightfall was fast approaching as you landed close to the entrance to the cave. You settled between the only women on the team surrounding the fire as you ate dinner before heading early to bed.

“Sorry missy what was the name again?” Carlos questioned you.

As you open your mouth to answer Leon was quick to speak before you had a chance to. “Can’t remember the name? A senior moment perhaps?”

Carlos was quick to punch Leon in the arm which made the men and women around the fire chuckle. “Shut your mouth. Both of you.” Chris warned. “We got no time for your monkey business.”

“I think we have plenty of time. Mission doesn’t technically start until tomorrow morning.” Leon was quick to counter.

“We are still on the clock.”

“Now I’m sure that you didn’t tag along so we can sing kumbaya together at the boy scout bonfire.” You cover your mouth to keep an amused smile from forming on your face.

Chris didn’t look nearly as amused as you did with that line and decided to end the gathering early sending everyone off to their tents. You followed the order to avoid the rage of a man that looked about done with this mission before it even began.

“I don’t think I have ever seen a scholar capable of setting up a tent properly.” Leon approached you by your tent.

“I’m no ordinary scholar.” You let out a quiet chuckle.

“No ma’am you most definitely are not.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “You like dragons, don’t you?” His observation makes your head snap in his direction. “It was kind of obvious.” He states.

You sigh being found out from the neutral exterior you kept as a mask to the little girl you once were fantasizing that you too could ride a dragon one day. Today was that day and it was exhausting but it surely didn’t lower your enthusiasm.

“And if that is so?” You question him.

“Well, I may or may not have a very friendly dragon who loves attention.”

You perk up as he speaks. His smirks at you as he proceeds to walk past you towards the bronze dragon. He wasn’t lying. Louis was a friendly one basking in the attention and praise you gave him like a needy tamed animal.

Leon looked to you from the side and his hand reached to tuck a strand of your hair that escaped your bun. The bun that you put up neatly this morning for it to get ruined by the ride here.

What surprised you was that you didn’t flinch away like you would in a presence of any other man. You weren’t as guarded when he was around and you couldn’t tell if it terrified you or if it soothed you.

That night, before slumber took you over, you stared into space. Leon S. Kennedy. A man who was slowly but surely crawling his way into your mind in the beginning was now confidently breaking down the doors. Just what was one supposed to do in such a situation?

It took you two days to reach the end of the cave, the puzzles you found in your way most were easy to crack. By the time you reached the end there was a large treasure hiding in the deepest cervices of the cave. Half of the team was ordered to ride to the closest tower to call in help for transfer, this included Redfield siblings, Jill and Carlos. Leaving you behind with the other four men to take you back to the temple.

It wasn’t ideal but you also couldn’t interfere too much into their operations. So out of the four you asked the one you were most comfortable to fly you back to the temple. And who else would that be but Leon Shit eating grin Kennedy. You mounted Louis with his help and he took off, just about an hour in a storm hit you, making it unsafe to fly so he decided to land near a small town. It was inconvenient to say the least but you will take this over dying mid flight on dragon back any day.

“Two rooms.” Leon spoke as he placed a pouch of coin on the counter in a small Inn.

“We only have one room available.” Spoke the man on the other side of the counter.

“Does it at least have two beds?” He questions and the man shakes his head. “Damn it…” He sighs. “We’ll take it.”

Shortly after the two of you were provided with a key and you made your way up the stairs to find that indeed there was one bed and the room was cold due to the storm raging outside.

“Take a bath first.” He points to the door in the room. “Well figure this out later.”

While sharing a bed with a man was looked down upon among the priestesses of your goddess it wasn’t forbidden. You still couldn’t go about this without proper caution. Leon was a handsome man and the way he invaded your thoughts even while you bathed made you feel uneasy. You were torn between your dedication to your goddess and the natural human desire.

“I would offer to sleep on the floor…” He speaks.

“But?” You question his open-ended sentence.

“But I would rather not freeze my ass off.”

You sigh as you eye the bed. “Then I will take the floor.” You offer.

“You are insane if you think I will let a woman sleep on the floor while I’m cozied up in bed.” He crosses his arms over his chest.

“Then how do you suggest we go about this?” You question him.

“Don’t tell me you can’t share.”

“No way.” You speak with conviction.

“Way.” In the name of all that was holy this man was stubborn as a mule. You glared in his direction. “I saw how you look at me.”

Your eyes shift from a glare their stunned state. “E-excuse me?” You want to cuss yourself for stuttering and he gives you one of his beautifully tempting smirks.

“You are excused. Now you can admit it.”

“I shall make no such admission.” You stubbornly counter.

He removes the strapped belts holding his weapons and places them on the night stand on one side of the bed. “No need to act bashful now.” He teases.

You stay silenced. He wasn’t wrong. You did see him in a different light from the moment he landed on dragon back on the temple grounds.

He steps closer his hair was no longer slicked back but parted on the side. Those blue eyes bored into your own making you weak in the knees. “All you have to say…” He reaches to cup your cheek. “…is stop, or that I’m wrong.”

Silence takes over the room. You are considered to be a holy woman hence you were no liar. So, you don’t speak.

His smirk grows more prominent. All his features pointed to the angelic like appearance but gods did he have a smirk of the devil himself. He leans in closer his lips barely a breath away from yours. He is giving you a choice.

It was up to you if you will disobey your goddess. He was kind enough not to take that choice away from you. He knows the dedication you put into the role you took at the temple and damn him if he will be the one to make you a sinner without your implicit consent.

And you caved.

You closed the barely existing gap as your lips press against his. The cold room seemed to warm up instantly as the kiss grew more passionate. His hands slid down to your waist pressing you against his front while yours laid comfortably against his chest which moved up and down rapidly.

The pure intensity overwhelmed you forcing you to pull back your lungs desperate for air. You didn’t have much experience in fact you had none and he could tell. The panting, the flushed cheeks and the purity swimming in your eyes.

“You never did this before…” He speaks his chest raising at a rapid pace under the palms of your hands.

Your head automatically shakes. Unease settling in your stomach.

“Do you want more?” He questions you. “Or do you want to leave it at just kissing?”

Your whole body seemed to be fueled by this unfamiliar feeling. Was it need? Desire? Want? You couldn’t tell. All of it seemed to be just different words for this feeling. You wanted to chase it. Capture it and study it. You just wanted to know.

“More.”

Your words make him quietly groan. He seemed to be holding back the urge to just take you. But he knew better. A true gentleman will please the woman he is with. And he is nothing if not a gentleman.

However, his body betrayed him, his length hardening against your body so closely pressed against his. It has been a long time since he wanted a woman the way he wanted you. Selfishly he was glad you asked for more.

“Hands around my neck.” He orders and you without much thought do as he commanded. His strong arms move to the back of your thighs picking you up. As if on instinct your legs wrap around his hips as he carries you to the bed.

Leon laid you down on the mattress. Kissing his way down your neck. The sensations were overwhelming making your breathing quicken with every press of his lips against the sensitive skin.

You couldn’t tell how your nightwear found itself on the floor of the room. Left bare for his beautiful blue eyes which seemed to sparkle under the dim lighting of the room.

“So beautiful…” Escapes his mouth as his lips get pressed against your skin once more.

Your eyes roll back as the unfamiliar sensations take over your body. It felt strange. It felt… good.

His lips moved down from your neck, to your collarbone, over your breasts, down your stomach when his head landed between your legs. He fell to his knees but he forced himself not to burry his head between your legs as his lips pressed against the inner thigh.

“Gods…” The way your voice broke as you spoke in a sigh almost made him crumble and give up his conviction to worship you before burying his length inside you.

“No gods here princess…” He sighs. “Just a lucky man and a goddess.” He smirks against your thigh forcing himself not to rush this. “Even though… I think that a goddess is a bit of an understatement…”

You open your mouth to protest his extensive flattery but instead of words a sound rips from your throat as his lips press against your most sensitive spot.

First it was just a kiss against the clit but then he moved lower taking a slow deliberate swipe of the tongue against you. Afterwards he let go of the control lapping at your center like a starved man. The mere sensations made you shiver and crumble under his mouth and tongue.

It wasn’t long before his thumb joined to put pressure against the sensitive bundle of nerves. You twitched with every new sensation as if your whole body was spasming under his expert touch. Something made you chase after this strange feeling until it suddenly changed and a strange feeling in your stomach took over. He made you come on his tongue. The sensation alone made you want to scream in pleasure.

This only made him kick his need into the afterthought. Damn it all if he didn’t want to see you fall apart from his fingers and tongue multiple times. The second orgasm he pulled from you was from two of his fingers and his tongue on your clit.

He just wanted more. He just had to use whatever he could besides his own length. He stood up staring at your body covered in a thin layer of sweat. “You look…” He pants. “Eternal.”

You could swear that your cheeks felt warmer the moment those words left his swollen lips. He reached for the dagger he often played with holding it by the holstered blade. “Do you trust me?”

Automatically your head nodded before you could think. Just what is going through his head at this moment. The intricate handle of the blade had an orblike shape on the end and the whole handle was adorned in textured swirls.

He presses the orbed end against your entrance and makes eye contact with you as he pushes the handle in deeper. Your eyes widen at the intrusion a sting of pain coming after you this was thicker than his fingers which stung a bit but not too much. As the handle moves in deeper your hands clutch the sheets.

Leon’s movements are slow, allowing you to adjust to the intrusion. By the time the handle makes it to the hilt he stops. The texture is making your legs shake. Your hips involuntarily move and this was a sign he was waiting for to start moving the handle of his dagger in and out.

It doesn’t take you long to come undone with a louder moan which makes him smirk. He couldn’t wait any longer removing his jacket and T-shirt revealing his bare chest to you.

It was adorned in scars he most likely got from battle. As he leans in closer to remove the textured handle of the dagger your hand reaches for his chest tracing the scarring.

“I can keep the shirt on if you like.” He speaks and you are quick to furrow your brows shaking your head.

“They must have hurt.” You speak quietly your voice seemingly lost from the extensive workout your vocal cords got because of him.

His hand grabs a hold of yours against his chest. “It’s okay. Comes with the job.” You chuckle as his tone turned lighter.

He then slides your hand down his chest and stops it against his crotch. “You ready for this?” He questions.

To say you were nervous was an understatement but this was overshadowed by the curiosity. You wanted to see how he would act; will his face stay the same as when he was pleasuring you or will he make a different expression. Will he let out sounds of pleasure or not? You just had to know. So, you nod.

“I need words sweetheart.” He speaks his voice growing deeper and far more hoarse than it ever did before.

“Yes.”

The devilish smirk makes an appearance yet again as he unbuttons his leathery pants. The moment they were off you swallowed a lump in your throat. The only time you witnessed something like this was in a book or on stone statues. But it looked limper than his does now. It was almost elegant looking. And it could have been the desire clouding your vision but it looked almost pearlescent in color. The faint blush on the tip looked like the shine you would see on paintings of pearls. The length itself was quite intimidating.

Leon heard comments about himself before. The most often adjective that was used, was pretty. But no words could replace the sheer fascination in your stunned expression the moment he dropped his pants on the ground.

“I won’t lie; this will hurt… but… it will feel so much better later on.” He warns and you nod as you swallow yet another lump forming in your throat. “I’ll be gentle… promise.” He speaks as he lines his length up against your entrance.

Slowly but surely the tip moves past the initial resistance and he waits. You flinch as the stinging intrusion takes over your body. “Easy going…” He mumbles under his breath. He said that more for himself. He reminds himself of the promise he made to force his body from ramming into you.

He pushes a bit more of himself in and cusses under his breath. The warmth and the slickness making his vision blur and his breathing quicken.

“Leon…” You call out his name and it takes the willpower of all the gods to hold back and go slow. “Hurts…” Tears prick at the corners of your eyes.

“I know sweetheart…” His expression is pained as he cups your cheek wiping the escaping tears. “Just a bit more.” He speaks as he moves about half way deeper and the intrusion makes you shake.

You can’t tell how long it takes until you take all of him. Your clit pressed against his pelvis noticing this his hand moves to it using his thumb to run circles around it to help you get used to the stretch. “Try to relax…” He speaks as he pants.

He forces himself to be patient and waits for a sign. He then leans down placing a kiss against your lips which makes your tense body truly relax.

“Still hurts?” He questions and you shake your head. “I’ll start moving.” He announces as his hips begin to move in slow deliberate strokes.

“You feel… so damn good.” He speaks between deep chest rumbling moans

“You… too…” You practically whine as the pleasure overwhelms your body.

He smirks down at you slightly upping the pace. “Good girl.” He praises. “I wonder… just what… will your goddess… think… of her holy woman… now…” He speaks again between the pants and almost growling moans.

Before you know it, his pace is faster pounding in and hitting a spot deep inside you making you want to scream. Your hands grab onto his biceps for support, noticing this he bends over and moves your arms onto his back.

“Mark me up… show me… if I’m making you feel good…” He speaks into your ear as his lips slam against yours into a passionate kiss.

You take his instruction to heart as you dig your nails into his upper back. They begin slipping down lower as he continuously slams his hips against yours.

“That’s it…” He praises. “All yours, princess.” He slurs between panting breaths.

“Leon…” You moan his name and he bottoms out.

You just wanted, no… you needed more… to feel all of him… you feel the animalistic like frenzy you once criticized and you get it. It was this man. Leon S. Kennedy who made you feral for him.

The now familiar feeling in your stomach reappears. He makes you come three times on his length for every time he made spasm on his tongue, fingers and a dagger handle.

“Too much…” You practically whine.

“Just one more sweetheart… just one more for me…” He lost his mind just needing to feel your walls clench around him. He doesn’t know how he hadn’t come yet he just had this never ending need to please you before he allowed himself the same release. “One more with me…”

With those words both of you come… you coating his length one more time in your juices and he fills you up with his warm seed and almost collapses on top of you.

He stares in your lust filled eyes, covered in sweat and he would have just kept going but this was far too much for an inexperienced holy woman such as yourself. So, he takes mercy on you, picking you up and placing you with himself under the covers not moving his softening length from your gummy walls.

“You did… so good for me…” He praises.

Your eyes slowly began to feel heavy and you can barely keep them open. “Sleep… we’ll clean up and talk in the morning…” He sighs exhausted as he presses a kiss against your forehead.

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volkswagonblues · 6 months ago

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a bibliography for us Daniel Malloy freaks

(a loosely pulled-together reading list about print journalism, New York, the 1970s & 80's, and the AIDS Crisis. Most of the credit goes to @islandbetweenrivers who started this)

On Daniel Molloy, California Boy

The show never explicitly states if Daniel went to college, but since college students were exempt from the Vietnam draft, which ended officially in 1973, it could be interesting to imagine Daniel in Berkeley.

Slouching Toward Bethlehem by Joan Didion

The White Album by Joan Didion

Berkeley Barb archives (link) -- weekly underground newspaper that ran in Berkeley between '65 to '80

The Daily Cal First 150 Years (link) -- student newspaper at Berkeley

On Journalism

Iphigenia in Forest Hills by Janet Malcolm

From her reporter's seat, Malcolm observes that a trial is merely "a contest between competing narratives". (Guardian review)

The Journalist and the Murderer by Janet Malcolm

“"Every journalist who is not too stupid or too full of himself to notice what is going on knows that what he does is morally indefensible," wrote Malcolm in an opening sentence that caused a sensation in the tiny, self-referential world of posh American journalism.” (Guardian review)

The Freaks Came Out to Write: The Definitive History of the Village Voice by Trisha Romano

“The Voice’s origins were proudly amateurish. One early contributor was a homeless man recruited from a local street; equipment consisted of two battered typewriters, an ink-splattering mimeograph machine and a waste paper basket for rejected submissions. Morale spiked when a staff member discovered that dried pods used in fancy flower arrangements contained opium, which was boiled up in the office when the time came for a coffee break.” (Guardian review)

Note: The Village Voice was THE alt-weekly newspaper and it was run out of Greenwich Village in NYC. Lots of incredible writers start there and then move onto the Times, Vanity Fair, etc. Very much the sort of crowd a young Daniel would be mixed in circa 70's and 80's.

The Night of the Gun, by David Carr

David Carr redefines memoir with the revelatory story of his years as an addict and chronicles his journey from crack-house regular to regular columnist for The New York Times. Built on sixty videotaped interviews, legal and medical records, and three years of reporting, The Night of the Gun is a ferocious tale that uses the tools of journalism to fact-check the past. (amazing rec from @archive-z)

Note: imagine if Daniel did this and then fact-checked his way into remembering that vampires existed

Rogues: True Stories of Grifters, Killers, Rebels and Crooks by Patrick Radden Keefe

Keefe can paint complicated portraits of victims and vigilantes alike while covering their lonely pursuit of justice. He intuits why a Dutch woman who has exposed the crimes of her gangster brother might lie about her present whereabouts. He understands why a man who lost his brother in an aeroplane bombing might spend the rest of his life trying to find the culprit. Again and again, Keefe surmises that even the most detailed of investigations can only speculate about human motives. (Guardian review)

Note: the sort of deeply human longform profiles that feels like the sort of writing Daniel does, based on his masterclass clip and what he reveals in his interactions with Louis

On New York, New York (in the 70s)

Notes from Underground, by Eric Bogosian + Perforated Heart, by Eric Bogosian

In four billion years the sun will explode. But before that we'll run out of fresh water and before that we'll all die of some mutation of AIDS that's spread by coughing. It's not my fault anyway. I can't think about this any more today. I'm going to masturbate.

Note: The OG. What else is there to say.

Ladies and Gentleman, the Bronx is Burning: 1977, Baseball, Politics, and the Battle for the Soul of a City by Jonathan Mahler

In the long sweep of American history, of course, 1977 is not exactly 1865, 1941, 1968 or 2001. Yet from porn shops to gay bathhouses, from Yankee Stadium to City Hall, from the blackout to Son of Sam, from Rupert Murdoch's New York Post to the rise of SoHo and Studio 54, the city was living through what Mahler convincingly calls "a transformative moment . . . a time of decay but of rehabilitation as well.” (New York Times review)

Remain in Love: Talking Heads, Tom Tom Club, Tina, by Chris Franz (2020)

Frantz’s account of the early days, when the Heads lived in the pre-gentrified Lower East Side of New York, an almost literal war zone. While searching for a loft to live in, they viewed one building that was on fire. One spring afternoon, Frantz walked over to the now-legendary club CBGB to ask for a gig. The place smelt of “beer, roach spray, dog doo [the owner, Hilly Kristal, had a free-roaming saluki] and Chanel No 5”.

Winter’s Journal, by Paul Auster

Note: To me, Auster is one of the closest real-life Daniel Malloy analogues: born around 1950, literary career in NYC, moved to Paris in the 1970s for a few years, troubled middle-class background. Novelist though, not a journalist. There’s an anecdote in this book about a car crash that feels like a deadass Devil’s Minion fever dream. Crazy stuff. One of my personal favourites

On the AIDS Crisis

And the Band Played On, by Randy Shilts

The book chronicles the discovery and spread of the human immunodeficiency virus (HIV) and acquired immune deficiency syndrome (AIDS) with a special emphasis on government indifference and political infighting—specifically in the United States—to what was then perceived as a specifically gay disease

The Journalist of Castro Street: The Life of Randy Shilts, by Andrew E. Stoner

Biography of Randy Shilts that’s very helpful for imagining Daniel in the early 1980s newsrooms covering Karposi’s sarcoma

How to Survive a Plague: The Story of How Activists and Scientists Tamed AIDS by David France (2017)

It’s not easy to balance solid journalism with intimate understanding of a subject, and even harder to write eloquently about a disease that’s killing your friends and loved ones. France pulls it off, in his own words (his description of finding a college roommate’s panel in the AIDS Memorial Quilt is heartbreaking) and in letting his articulate sources speak for themselves. (SF Gate review)

Timeline of AIDS (link)

Overview of HIV (link)

And some films, just for fun

The Panic in Needle Park (1971): Drama film directed by Jerry Schatzberg. Al Pacino is a heroin addict and small-time dealer in Manhattan who falls in love with another addict.

Serpico (1973): biographical crime drama film directed by Sidney Lumet. Al Pacino is a hippie cop (yes, I know, its part of the plot) with one foot in the 1970s bohemian art scene

American Graffiti (1973): teen movie set in 1973 Modesto ("I'm just a shitty kid from Modesto"--Danny Malloy)

The Taking of Pelham 123 (1974): More grimy 1970s NYC stuff

All the President’s Men (1976): THE ABSOLUTE JOURNALISM MOVIE??

Star Wars: A New Hope (1977)

Cruising (1980): 1980 crime thriller written and directed by William Friedkin. Al Pacino is a cop (again) but this time he goes undercover in NYC gay leather clubs

Almost Famous (2000): Set in 1973, it chronicles the funny and often poignant coming of age of 15-year-old William, an unabashed music fan who gets the chance to write for Rolling Stone

Spotlight (2015): More journalism movies! The true story of how the Boston Globe uncovered the massive scandal of child molestation and cover-up within the local Catholic Archdiocese

everyone say thank you to @islandbetweenrivers for starting this, I just polished up our google docs and posted it on tumblr.

Also if anyone has something to add please let me know!

#interview with the vampire #iwtv #daniel malloy #iwtv fic #im serious i think there's so much more we can add to this list

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littlemissfortune69 · 18 days ago

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ANIMALS

Beastars boys in a rut

NSFW,p in v, impregnation, kinky, mating press, doggy, degration, submission, cow girl, blow job, p-rn with plot, non-con, no real animals were used in here, mean reader, bondage, knotting,baby trapping.

(loser,submissiveLegoshixreader),

Legoshi-pet

It was a fine evening today at cherryton academy, mammal big or small studied to learn and evolve into the real world. Meanwhile you a small lamb managed to get enrolled here, other students from clubs did their best to grab members left to right. But you landed in the theater club.

The club members are nice to you, going easy on you since you are a very fragile lamb (or so they thought), the club held a show and it was about two lost souls who met, the girls were trying their best to get in the role of being the female lead just to partner up with louis.

You never find interest in louis, you only see him as a determined club leader of the theater, after class the students rush to the end of the hall to see who got the lead, and badam! You manage to land in the role.

"how did she managed to get the role??.. Its so unfair.."

the other girl said that made her ear twitch out of frustration

"i know right??.. She probably hooked up with louis...".

You didn't care what they said but you gotta admit it hurts to be called a whore, the next day you arrived at school two hours early, you live near school thats why, you wanted to give it in your all for this play.

Entering the theater club with the help of the spare key the night guard gave you, you practiced your lines with ease but a little awkward since there was no partner or other person infront of you to practice with the lines with you.

"oh my love of dawn and sun of... Son of a wasp.. I keep forgetting it..."

You grumbled in frustration, you checked the ticking clock, you already wasted thirty minutes from rehearsing four lines... You still have 15 more and you cannot get it done.

"alright... Alright! Do it again.."

You said in frustration.

"oh my love of dawn... Sun of my light.. I beg of you to stay with me to the end of my lif- ahhh!"

You screamed as you hear the bucket of water fell from the second floor, you looked up to see a familiar member of the club, he was a handsome tall towering grey wolf.

"i-I'm sorry,... I-i didn't mean to sneak up on you.."he said frantically apologizing.

".... Are you... Legoshi??..." you asked pointing at him with your brows shifting in confusion.

"y-yes ma'am." he said bowing, he kneels down to wipe the puddle of dirty dust water he tipped over.

"why are you getting all shy?... Im - - - - -, stop calling me ma'am we are just about the same age." you said leaning towards him.

"u-uh.. Sure ma-... I mean.. Lamb.." he said looking down. "oh.. I guess you can call me lamb too..,wolf?." you said in a teasing tone.

"um... I kinda stained your uniform... Do you want me to help?... I mean.. How can i repay you?... In exchange... Of the uniform?.." he said looking down guilty.

You start walking towards him "hmm.. Good question... You did messed up my lines two minutes ago... How bout you practice the lines with me and all is forgiven?" you said staring into him.

"a-are you sure? I mean.. Im not a good actor.... I messed up the last play and-"

He stopped yapping when he sees you standing in place of the spotlight.

"oh.. My love of dawn.... Sun of my light.. I beg you to stay with me to the end of my life.. Will you?" i said looking at legoshi's dumbfounded face, i giggled forgetting to give him the script.

"goddess of my heart.. Please forget and forgive.. The uhh.. Evil th- deeds i did... How could you love me?." legoshi responded sweat dripping, he was so adorable looking all stupid, holding a script like a child.

"hmm.. My love... I remember every touch... Every evil deed you did to me... But i made a vow to you.. Infront of the gods..."

Yap yap yap.

A week passed and you and legoshi start to become nice friends, he was so kind and gullible,but oh boy what a fierce wolfe he was. One day you were walking down the hall to give him a book you borrowed for you wolf quiz that you took the day before, you knocked at the dormitory, you were greeted by a close friend of legoshi, jack.

"oh hey..! Who are you? Wait wait.. Oh you're - - - - - legoshi is talking about you all the time! Im jack hahaha..! Oh is that his book? Sadly he isn't here at the moment. He went to the garden rooftop.!" you bid goodbye and went to the garden rooftop excited, you did not understand your body but you get very excited getting all cozy and close with legoshi.

You opened the gate and you were shock seeing him talking to a dwarf rabbit,you knew her not by name but from her reputation, you know that she sleeps with different men around campus herbivores, carnivorous mammals were talking about her, girlfriends fighting her.

You get pissed off even though you and legoshi are not dating... Suddenly a bold idea got into your head.

Current time 6:00

That night you returned to the boys dormitory knocking, legoshi opened the door for you, "oh... Oh.! Hey lamb.. What are you doing here so late?..."he asked yawning rubbing his eyes.

"i came here to return a book..!. And its not that late... Its only six o'clock wolf.."

You retorted.

"oh but dormitory check ups happen at seven thirty... The guards will scold you And me...." he said worried.(how adorable)

"fine fine... Geez.. I only came to return this wolf history book you lend me. I'm not the type of friend to be ignorant."you said handing him the book.

"anyways... Where are your roomates? You seem alone..." you said peeking behind him.

"oh they have sports activities to attend most of the canines attend those sports..." he said scratching his neck.

"uhuh... Anyways get in i need to tell you sumthing..!" you said pushing him in and closing the door.

"wow... Your dorms are neater than the girls dormitory..." you said amazed. "lamb you shouldn't..!come in here.. What would my roommates think??! T-that i brought a girl in here?!! U-uhh and what if the teachers found out about us?!!?" legoshi said blushing. He is never used to another girl in the same room.

"you're such a loser wolf.. Hmm is this your bed?" you asked jumping in the lower bunk bed. "oh yeah.. How did you know?" legoshi asked, "it smells like you..." you said nuzzling you soft lamb nose in his pillow.

You guys chatted for a while, legoshi was sitting on the floor facing his bed, he was such a nerd showing off his beetle that he named rhino-chan, for the first five minutes was decent. But soon legoshi can feel a heat in his abdomen, you noticed and smiled "wolf... Are you alright?" you asked innocently.

Suddenly he jumped in the bed on top of you, he kissed your lips roughly with no warning, you giggled wrapping your arms around his neck. "goshi... What's the matter?..." you said innocently, "w-what are you doing to me.....".

Current time 6:50

"P-please.. I wanna move...can i move?... Please... I wanna move... It burns so bad.." legoshi says whimpering like a dog, you were both still are clothed unfortunately, omly a few buttons undo here and there, your skirt lifted but panties were on your ankles. Legoshi cries since you guys have been cock warming for thirty minutes now.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, his pants unzip and buttons undo, his veiny angry red cock stuffed up in your cunt,you were drooling from the feeling.

"no no.. Goshi.. I'll only move when i feel like it... This is your punishment for talking to that dwarf rabbit.." you said leaning towards his ear nibbling on his earlobe.

"h-huh?... Y-you mean ahh..! Ha-haru?....she's j-just hngg.. A friend...!" he yelped as he feels your walls clenching around his length.

"ohh... Really?~... Then why were you talking to her? Huh?.." you asked bucking your hips upwards to tease him and give a little friction of pleasure. "i-i was just.. Hngg... Asking for.. F-flowers ahh... For the upcoming play..!" he moaned.

"if that's the case goshi... Then... You have my permission to rut- ahh!" as soon as the words came out of your mouth, he starts thrusting down on you. Pounding your tight sheep cunt, breeding it deeply.

"o-oh! Fuck! Goshii..! Keep ahh! Dont stopp... Hngg good boy! Good boyyy!!!" you moaned loudly, it was the most toe curling, breath taking, eye rolling, body shaking ever.

His fat 16 inch grey wolf cock pounding you down on his mattress, the angry red tip felt like it was inside your cervix, you both kept thrusting and grinding down on each other.

Soon a big ball of meat started forming at the base of this man's dick just above his ballsack, your eyes widen. Was he gonna knot into you?.

The thought made your pussy leak with your sweet juicy essence, you buck your hips wanting his knot, you felt close to your release, you squirted and squeeze his veiny dick.

Because of that, it made him cum.

You just got confuse when he was about to pull out, but you helped him by locking him with your legs pulling him to shove his big fat dick back in you.

"w-hy did you do that??..! I might get you pregnant..!" he said in a panic. Not in 'im not ready to commit panic' but in like a 'im worried i might hurt you panic'.

You giggled wrapping your arms around his neck "goshi.. Calm down... I'll figure this out later... Anywa-" you stopped looking down.

It pisses you off really. You wanted to be knotted to be locked up with him, you were so mad when you see his hand holding his painfull knot so it wont go inside you. No wonder why it didn't go in.

"... Goshi... My sweet boy.." *you said holding his hands. "lay down. I'll clean you up mkay?..." you said soothing him, he lays down beside you as you sat up, his cock still semi hard but his knot was still big and tender.

You grabbed a towel from his drawer and started wiping his sweat. "you did so well for me goshi... So good..." you phrase him making his tail wag, his ears tense.

"t-thank you... But.. Are you alright? Are you sore?..." he asked worriedly.

You wanted to make him your husband then and there.

"I. Need to tell you something lamb.." he said blushing

"y-you're... You're my first.." he said. "i-i never done this with another girl or guy... I-I'm glad you're my first.. H-hey wait why are you going on top of me- ahh! S-stop I'll knot in you! Hnngg! Lamb please stop!! It feels so good!.."

The next day, you went to the theater club to practice with a pathetic adorable legoshi behind you.

"wow.! - - - - -, you and legoshi must be really close..? He has been sticking next to you for the whole day..?" els ask curious.

"hmm? Oh.! He and i are being really.. Really close.." you said smiling, you went to the backstage to try out the costumes and legoshi followed helping you.

"goshi.. You've been following me.. Everywhere..?" you asked looking at the mirror. ".. Well...I've had a gut feeling... You know.. Since we did it last night?.... Ever since i knotted you... It... Kinda tells my brain you're baring my pups.." he said scratching his neck awkwardly.

"hmm.. Is that so.. I guess it's because we mated last night it is reasonable for you to become attached to me~" you said kissing his cheek and walking away leaving him flustered.

Thank you so much for reading!! It's my first time writing smut and i kinda got lazy at the last part😖.

#beastars #legoshi #legoshi smut #beastars smut #beastars x reader #beastars x reader smut #legoshi x reader #legoshi x reader smut #littlemissfortune69's work <3

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Imagine Louis and Lestat receiving a letter from your sister, after putting an advertisement out for a third partner.

Barely half a dozen responses have come in from the advertisement that Louis and Lestat had put into the local gazette, searching for a third to their romantic partnership. Three of them were angry letters from the ‘good, upstanding, religious’ people of the community who thought that their relationship was sin in the first place, and attempting to shame them for attempting to corrupt a third person, one of them was clearly a joke, one of them was unreadable due to the poor spelling, but one had caught the attention of the couple. Lestat read it outloud now, between himself and Louis. ‘Dearest friends, I write to you not on behalf of myself, for I know that I am not what you are looking for, but for my brother, my best friend in this world, and someone who I can highly recommend for this relationship that you are seeking. You have met him once before, on Canal Street a few months prior, he was the one who was doing a performance, consisting of flips and jumps from one building to the next. You both had stood out to him, and he has been unable to cease speaking of you since. Once I had spotted your advertisement in the paper, I showed it to him immediately - and that is when what I believe his fatal flaw had struck. He is much too shy and introverted to reach out to you himself, so that is why I have decided to step in and write this letter. My brother is hard-working man who loves not just with his heart, but with his entire soul, and he certainly has enough for the both of you, if you would consider him. If you are interested, he is performing with his troupe on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays at the local circus, performing his trapeze act at seven pm, and nine pm. I do hope you take advantage of this opportunity sirs, and that you give my brother the chance to be very happy. Sincerely yours --’ “I remember him,” Louis spoke, sounding lost in thought. “I believe you referred to him as .. a bird of some sort - or was it a monkey?” “Both, as I recall,” Lestat spoke. The way that you had flown through the air, it put both of the vampires’ gracefulness to shame. “He was a handsome little darling though, wasn’t he?” “Yes, yes he was,” Louis said, his eyes darting towards a calendar that he kept for pure sentimental purposes, though each night seemed to blend into the next. “It is a Friday.” “Then we shall go to the circus,” Lestat said, reaching for his hat.

Requested by: @fuzzy-plumbob

#Lestat #Lestat de Lioncourt #Louis #Louis de Pointe du Lac #Lestat x reader #Louis x reader #Lestat imagines #Louis imagines #Interview with the Vampire #Interview with the Vampire imagines #request #lestatl #louisdpdl

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sunflowervoltwentyeight · 14 days ago

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Happy 28th! Here is my April 2025 fic rec, organized by word count, from longest to shortest. You can view my other fic recs here. Enjoy!

Swansong by shaylea (181k)

What do you after all your dreams have come true? And you're discovering just how much they've cost you?

Twenty years ago, Louis, Harry, Zayn, Liam and Niall were the first actors to play Billy in the musical Billy Elliot in the West End. Their dreams of stardom led them down different roads, but now the Billys have been reunited on tour in Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake. Each of them is at a crossroads in their life and it's time to figure out what comes next.

For Harry and Louis, it's the first time they've seen each other since they broke up a decade ago after starring in this same show together. Liam and Zayn have some decisions to make about balancing their careers with their long-term relationship. And Niall wants to find out if he made the right decision when he turned his back on dance.

Our Sentences Will Never End by eversincezourry / @eversincezourry (111k)

"How long have you been a probation officer, Harry?"

"Almost a year." He pauses, "Why?"

Louis hums. "I could run away right now.”

Harry purses his lips. "Do you want to?"

Louis served five years, and now, he’s determined to stay out of Rikers Island. Then there’s Harry, his probation officer, who sees more than just a troubled past. But as their relationship blossoms, the lines between duty and desire blur.

But I Could Be Your Obsession by staybeautiful / @harruandlou (45k)

Through the windshield he could see a maintenance road up ahead. “Turn in there.”

As Harry was pulling off, Louis pulled open the glove box, dropping both their phones in the cup holders and rifling through the inside of it.

“What’s wrong?”

Finding the lube, Louis tossed it in Harry's lap. “You’re hot. It’s annoying.”

It’s the summer before Louis' senior year of college and he’s spending it getting drunk with his friends, working an internship he hates, and hooking up with Harry, the ‘straight’ frat boy he met in January. There’s only six weeks until school starts.

Sweet Like Honey by falsegoodnight / @falsegoodnight (33k) Weeks of flat shopping with their limited budget with Louis as a librarian aid and Harry as a barista and arguments about whether a balcony or extended bathroom suite were more important (Harry wanted to be able to feel the crisp night’s air and watch the sun set and Louis just wanted to take long bubble baths) led to them stumbling across the perfect fit. A small flat only ten minutes from campus with a cramped but lovely balcony and an included bath.

It’s affordable too… well, sort of. But they always manage. Louis picks up more shifts as an aid, adapting a habit of bringing his Psych textbooks and homework with him to finish in between duties, and later his script so he can quietly practice lines with little distraction.

Harry also increases his number of shifts at the cafe and valiantly endures the nasty customers who for some reason flock to their establishment like moths to a flame.

For a while, it’s enough.

Or, Harry and Louis need money and they find an unconventional solution in the form of PornHub. It’s not supposed to be a big deal.

Time Slows Down Whenever You're Around by wildestdreams / @thelavendrhaze (14k)

“Why did you two break up again?”

Harry turned to face Zayn again. “We had a fight sometime after we graduated from 8th grade. It was the summer before high school would start and it was a big blow out. I don’t even remember what it was about to tell you the truth. After that we lost touch. We came to high school and he got a girlfriend, joined the footie team. I found new friends and new interests.” Harry paused, while he grabbed the broom to pick up some stray petals and leaves. “Honestly, if it weren’t for you and Liam getting together, who knows if the two of us would have ever patched up.”

“I don’t know,” Zayn shrugged. “You were best friends and I feel like it was meant to be.”

“Yeah,” Harry said. “Best friends…that’s it. That’s all it was meant to be.”

or Louis plays "soccer" and falls for the wrong boy and Harry works in a flower shop and falls for Louis — again.

Six Ways to Sunday by SilverStuff50 / @silverstuff50 (11k)

Prompt 97: H is an award winning actor who’s a massive fan of The Six, an indie band fronted by a certain LT. H confesses his love for the band in an interview, L takes the piss when asked about him, saying H isn’t cool enough to stan The Six. An internet feud starts with the fandoms facing off, whilst behind the scenes H’s secret crush on L makes him determined to change the man’s mind about him. While the fandoms are at war, the two men bicker over Twitter, but behind the scenes the ice is slowly thawing.

Or: Harry’s a fanboy and Louis secretly likes the fact. Or maybe not so secretly….

X Marks The Spot by galactic_larry / @galacticlarry (4k)

Breaking up six weeks before their best friends’ wedding wasn’t ideal, especially given the fact that both Harry and Louis are part of the wedding party.

What happens when they see each other at the wedding and actually get a moment alone during the reception?

#28th appreciation #monthly fic rec #april fic rec #fic rec #larry fic rec #hlcreators #read

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allwaswell16 · 6 months ago

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A One Direction fic rec of fics I think you should read twice as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers. You can find my other recs here. Happy reading!

- Louis / Harry -

🍒 This Multiplicity of Powers by @helloamhere

(E, 149k, X-Men au) Maybe there’s a universe where he doesn’t have to keep all his secrets on the inside. But this isn’t that universe.

🍒 There’s Such a Lot of World to See by @crinkle-eyed-boo

(E, 125k, Doctor Who au) Louis has seen a great many things throughout his travels in time and space, but only one he can’t explain: He keeps meeting the same boy, who says the same thing to him each time.

🍒 And What If I Were You by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom

(E, 109k, blind Louis) For Louis, will losing his sight give him the clarity to realise what is right in front of him? For Harry, will losing the love of his life give him the strength to finally open his heart?

🍒 ghost of you by beckywritesthings / @beckydoesthings

(E, 109k, Star Wars au) when Harry Styles, esteemed Jedi Knight, finds out he has to work with the hot-tempered Mandalorian Duke, Louis Tomlinson, he’s prepared for it to go poorly. But it doesn’t, testing both of their boundaries of what they deem acceptable for a partnership.

🍒 Black with Autumn Rain by whimsicule / @baroness-elsa

(T, 93k, magical realism) Harry is a journalist, Louis has lots of secrets and the moors aren't exactly the ideal place to rekindle a lost romance.

🍒 Nothing But You On My Mind by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense

(E, 83k, royal) Louis Tomlinson is a PR manager hired to improve the image of royal bad-boy Prince Harry Styles. Unfortunately for him, that means being faced with the Prince's constant innuendos, incessant dirty jokes, and relentless flirting.

🍒 Unveiled by @phdmama

(M, 65k, omegaverse) most surprising are the people. There is a crowd gathered, filled with men and women, some in what looks to be a military uniform, some in what must be the street clothes in this Land. There are no robes. And not a single one of them is veiled.

🍒 Old Photographs & Times I'll Remember by @jaerie

(E, 53k, time travel) H.S. was likely the man in the photographs as well as the owner of the suitcase. Who was he? Why had his suitcase found its way into Niall’s attic? Was he still alive and well somewhere in the world? A camera, a suitcase, and a relationship forged through time.

🍒 Tied to Fate by @littlelouishiccups

(E, 52k, ghost) After his estranged father’s death, Harry inherits a castle in England that has belonged to his family for generations and he knows nothing about. When he breaks up with his boyfriend, Harry decides England is the perfect place for a small vacation. He isn’t prepared to meet Louis Tomlinson

🍒 The Second Hand Unwinds by @kingsofeverything

(E, 51k, time travel) Louis Tomlinson is one of the first members of NASA's top secret Chrono Exploration Program. When things go wrong and he's sent further back in time than planned, he has no other option than to show up on his ex-boyfriend's doorstep.

🍒 Tied Down by HamPalpert

(E, 48k, crime) The most interesting case in Liam and Niall's careers falls directly into their laps, courtesy of an epic fuck-up of one Harry Styles, partner to the almost-infamous drug dealer Louis Tomlinson.

🍒 take my hand (and my heart and soul) by bananasandboots / @anylessreal

(M, 45k, amnesia) the one where Harry hasn't spoken to his best friend in sixteen months and can't remember why.

🍒 And That's The Tea by @2tiedships2

(M, 27k, soulmates) the one where Louis loses his soulmate before even getting the chance to meet them, and he is in no way prepared for the kind of distraction his new friend Harry proves to be.

🍒 No One Like You by myownspark / @myownsparknow

(M, 19k, historical) Where Liam and Niall are art historians discovering the truth about two nineteenth century painters on opposite sides of an artistic divide.

🍒 I Am the Blinking Light by @dearmrsawyer

(G, 19k, ghost) There is a legend of a lighthouse far out to sea. It can’t be found on any map, and those who do find it never return. They say a ghost haunts the lighthouse, and you can hear it calling out in loneliness on the ocean waves.

🍒 Have Me And Hold Me by @letsjustsee

(NR, 5k, established relationship) a wedding day AU in which Louis will let nothing stand in the way of a perfect day - especially a little rain.

🍒 No One But You Got Me Feeling This Way by runaway_train / @runaway-train-works

(E, 3k, camboy) The one where Harry has a particular desire that only Louis can fulfill

- Rare Pairs -

🍒 I Had Rather (series) by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships

(E, 261k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Nick and Louis like each other, but sometimes that's not enough.

🍒 Miss Missing You by harriet_vane

(M, 16k, Liam/Louis) Louis wakes up after an accident with a year of memories gone and something not quite right about his relationship with Liam.

🍒 Favourite Boy by wordsnnotes / @quelsentiment

(T, 8k, Louis/Zayn) Zayn and Louis have been hook-ups for the past three years and Zayn is getting frustrated with it, but doesn't know what to do about it.

#weekly recs #ficrec #1dficlibrary #1dsquad #1dficvillage #hlcreators

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Have you ever thought about your funeral? if you're on Tumblr you probably have, so I suggest 1) you get some psychological help 2) pick a song for your friends to play at your funeral. Why? well, why not? it will be your last message to the world, so you have a chance to do something funny.

Don't be boring and play Highway to Hell by AC/DC or Should I Stay or Should I Go by The Clash, be original, choose something that represents your spirit. If you're not insane enough to listen to music and think "wow, this song would be inappropriate to play at a funeral" don't worry babe, I'm here for you and I'll help you on your way to discovering your ideal funeral song. This will work like astrology for those of us who had ask.fm in the 2010s.

So... if you're here you were probably emo or had an interest in emo or some kind of fetish idk. Don't lie. So you could use songs that are simply recognised as "emo" by all your guests to give a message. Bring Me To Life by Evanescene is a safe choice, although Going Under is another. It's never a bad time to listen to Fall Out Boy, there's Immortals or Sugar, We're Going Down. I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At The Disco would be good, although High Hopes is another option, but if your mother is already dead you can play Hey Look Ma, I Made It or if you die having just graduating college then Death of a Bachelor. Still with emo, My Chemical Romance can't not be an alternative: Welcome to the Black Parade, Dead!, This Is How I Disappear or Famous Last Words will prove your death because if you don't get up to sing you've really gone to the other side. You have Hard Times by Paramore too. Anthem of Our Dying Day or Until the Day I Die from Story Of The Year are bangers, think about it.

If you weren't emo or don't like emo stuff (I don't believe you, but don't worry I'm not going to drag you out of the emo closet with your family babygirl) you can joke about whether you will be buried or cremated, even more personalised!

Will they cremate you? Hot In Here by Nelly, Sean Paul's Temperature, Gasolina by Daddy Yankee, Dynamite by Taio Cruz, Burn by Ellie Goulding, Girl On Fire by Alicia Keys, Drop It Like It's Hot by Snoop Dog, Things We Lost In The Fire by Bastille, Blow by Kesha. And of course, Fireball by Pitbull. You're gon' boggie oogie oogie, jiggle, wiggle and dance like the roof on fire with these ones.

Will they bury you? Drag Me Down by One Direction or Get Low by Liam Payne and Zedd, The Box by Roddy Ricch, She Looks So Perfect by 5 Seconds Of Summer (you'll look stunning in that casket pookie), Six Feet Under by Billie Eilish, Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics, Scream & Shout by will.i.am and Britney Spears (all eyes will be on you, ofc) or Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd.

If not you can use any song used as an internet meme. Like Like a Prayer by Madonna, Goodbye by Bo Burnham, I Wouldn't Mind by He Is We (you can also ask your friends to make a video of your life -like a recap- titled it "saddest video in the world", full of made up stuff) or Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley.

You can also choose one based on the cause of death. Hit by a car? Life is a Highway by Rascal Flats (bonus points if you are a Cars fan), Ride by Twenty One Pilots, Shut Up And Drive by Rihanna. Run over by an hoverboard? Dumb Ways To Die by Tangerine Kitty (yes, the soundtrack to the video game) or Nobody's Perfect by Hannah Montana. Shot? Bulletproof by La Roux, Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar, Louis Tomlinson's Kill My Mind or Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead Or Alive. Suicide? Don't Try Suicide or Keep Yourself Alive by Queen, I Think I'm Going To Kill Myself by Elton John, Rock 'n' Roll Suicide by David Bowie, Van Halen's Jump. Trying to save someone from a robbery? Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson, Help! by The Beatles, Gangsta's Paradise by Coolio and the Avengers theme song by Alan Silvestri. Overdosed at a party? Ricky Martin's Livin' La Vida Loca, Ayesha Erotica's Literal Legend, Pitbull's Time Of Our Lives and LMFAO's Party Rock Anthem. Heart Attack? Demi Lovato and One Direction have a track called "Heart Attack" or Boom Clap by Charli xcx. Slashed to death? (I Just) Died In Your Gun Tonight by Cutting Crew. Eaten by a new Jeffrey Dahmer? Cannibal by Kesha. Or if you died young it could be Die Young by Kesha or We Are Young by fun.

If you like to be ironic the following are for you: Best Day Of My Life by American Authors, Stayin Alive by Bee Gees, I'm Still Standing by Elton John, I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor, Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go by Wham!, Don't Stop Me Now by Queen, Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) by Kelly Clarkson, Every Breath You Take by The Police, breathin by Ariana Grande, Survivor by Destiny's Child, Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen (spoiler: they won't be able to call you unless its via ouija), Lush Life by Zara Larsson, My Heart Will Go On by Celiné Dion (bonus points if you drowned), So Happy I Could Die by Lady Gaga, About That Time by Lizzo, Wake Me Up by Avicii, Unstoppable by Sia, Safe And Sound by Capital Cities, When Will My Life Begin? by Mandy Moore (who doesn't love Tangled?), Rusted Root's Send Me On My Way, Take My Breath Away by Berlin, On My Own by Ross Lynch (Teen Beach Movie 2 representation here), I Don't Wanna Live Forever by Zayn and Taylor Swift, Kool & The Gang's Celebration, Alive by One Direction (bonus points if you're gay) or Viva La Vida by Coldplay.

Do you want your friends to feel like they're inside a sad edit? Somebody That I Used to Know by Goyte and Kimbra, Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal) by Fergie, The Show Must Go On by Queen, We Go Together by John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John, Katty Perry's The One That Got Away, Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life) by Green Day, I'll Be There For You by The Rembrandts, Cry Me a River by Justin Timberlake, Die With A Smile by Bruno Mars and Lady Gaga, Everybody Wants To Rule The Word by Tears For Fears. Or maybe you prefer to joke that you "abandoned" them: All You Had To Do Was Stay, Is It Over Now? or Look What You Made Me Do by Taylor Swift, Want U Back by Cher Lloyd, Problem by Ariana Grande, bury a friend by Billie Eilish, Smash Mouth's All Star, Irreplaceable by Beyoncé, Naomi Scott's She's So Gone, Friends On The Other Side by Keith David (Tiana is the best Disney Princess), I'm Like a Bird by Nelly Furtado, Anna Kendrick's Cups (for the Pitch Perfect girlies), Take Me Home Country Roads but the Lana Del Rey version to make it more random, Eminem's Without Me, *NSYNC's Bye Bye Bye, Let It Go by Idina Menzel (extra points if you died of hypothymia).

Anyway, in any context it's funny to fuck with your guests with This Is What You Came For by Rihanna and Calvin Harris.

Would you like to play a chill good vibes song for them to smoke a joint in your name? Don't Worry Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin, Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles or Michael Bublé's Feeling Good. Have you ever heard the lyrics of Treat People With Kindness by Harry Styles? You should.

Do you like the idea of kidding with heaven/hell? try Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin, Hells Bells or Hell Ain't a Bad Place to Be by AC/DC, Locked Out Of Heaven by Bruno Mars (bonus points if you're gay cause sex won't take you to paradise), all the good girls go the hell by Billie Eilish, What The Hell by Avril Lavigne, Sympathy For The Devil or Knockin' On Heaven's Door by Guns N' Roses, Bad To The Bone by George Thorogood & The Destroyers (you can play the scene from Megamind in the background if you want), Otherside by Red Hot Chili Peppers, Cage The Elephant's Ain't No Rest For The Wicked, Back To Life by Zayn, Heaven by Niall Horan, The Smiths' Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now, Made In Heaven or Spread Your Wings by Queen, George Michael's Faith, Heaven Is A Place On Earth by Belinda Carlisle, A Whole New World From Aladdin (you can use the original version or the Zayn one if you like 1D), Defying Gravity by Cynthia Erivo and Ariana Grande (to leave a message that you are defying gravity to those who ground you), Almost There by Anika Noni Rose (more The Princess and the Frog representation here). Even Europe's The Final Countdown can be a good bet, as can Hozier's Take Me To Church (again, bonus points if you're gay).

I've named songs from musicals as you may have noticed, and you might like them, so One Last Time from Hamilton, My Dead Gay Son from Heathers or The Whole "Being Dead" Thing from Beetlejuice might hit the spot.

Do you believe in reincarnation or do you want to screw people that you will haunt them by being a ghost/zombie? Oops!...I Did It Again by Britney Spears, There She Goes by The La's, Dark Horse by Katy Perry, Ghostbusters by Ray Parker Jr., Thriller by Michael Jackson or The Phantom Of The Opera main track by Andrew Lloyd Webber (because it gives vampire vibes).

If you're boring you'll probably end up choosing Live And Let Die by Wings because you like the idea of telling your loved ones "let me go", and although it's part of the soundtrack of several films including Shrek the Third (so passing the scene would be funny), why not choose the actual funny equivalent? I'm talking about Let It Grow from The Lorax. "But if this ever-changing world in which we're living makes you give in and cry say live and let die" and "Let's celebrate the world's rebirth we say let it grow" are exactly the same, in case you didn't notice.

And if none of this convinces you: you can always use Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day and carve in your casket "I never thought being obnoxious would get me where I am today" which is a quote by Billie Joe Armstrong. Or just play Another One Bites the Dust by Queen, or The Office's intro, whatever.

I know if you read to the end you liked the idea, didn't you, sweetheart? So remember that you are too hot and sexy to die, don't do it. Ever. Be immortal like Castiel. Or Godzilla, your choice.

#tw death #don't ask me why im posting this - i don't know #fifi.pdf

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“what can the damned really say to the damned?” is what this episode asks. and well… “nothing.” is what the show answers us with.

we are introduced to louis and claudia as ultimate outcasts to the mortals around them and vampiredom: louis attempts to maintain the illusions of humanity in similar structures once more, casting grace as his lost wife and claudia as his daughter, as claudia seeks to find other vampires. armand, clearly pissed about the interview as is, decides to draw upon 150 years of prior work experience as a playwright toward the end of this episode, which is quite frankly, a bit much considering how daniel’s already scared shitless. and theres a terrible romantic specter in europe following louis thats named lestat. its a lot going on here, and im bound to not cover everything. i do want to cover dreamstat, and me and you(5x) but i will wait for the season to progress to do that^_^

‘He asked me if we could go home. Home? Can there be a more offensive question? Run back to New Orleans. Pry up his bones, why don’t you? Louis de Pointe du Lac, dead weight.’

louis and claudia’s tension in this particular episode revolve around the killing — or the betrayal that prevented the killing — of lestat. et tu, louis? stowaways on ships, trains, and wagons and a totally alien environment where even the blood is hostile to them, is it any wonder louis dreams of lestat? is it any wonder, having access to louis’s mind, in pursuit of some understanding of vampires beyond the facismile of the nuclear structure, that claudia continues to feel betrayed? i always think to myself, if claudia had qualities that made the average fan more sympathetic to her, would they understand how she was betrayed by louis specifically that night? would they be able to sympathize with claudia’s incredible perserverance despite, and because of, everything thats happened to her? and how that betrayal is the underlying tragedy and romance alike of the narrative that made 1940 mardi gras’s aftermath so haunting that louis in dubai did not remember it or was made not to until the other night?

following that in the flashbacks is when dreamstat first appears, clearly an extension of louis’s own mind at this own point, and he asks louis:

Four years of grim wayfaring, and still no sight of the benevolent vampire. So how does denial manifest itself tonight? … Was she worth it?

its so telling that lestat is the image louis calls upon to embody his most bitter feelings toward claudia in this sequence. dreamstat deserves his own breakdown, especially in relation to louis& claudia’s conversation when she first finds the revenant, as well as the wider events in dubai…

speaking of revenants, morgan in the show is a proto-daniel of sorts an abandoned journalist whos interest in photography exposes the illusion of grace the wife and claudia the impossible daughter, and tries to understand louis through the perspective of the mortal hes been given — did he go AWOL, or is he a black bolshevik? louis when questioned absconds, and closes up what little of himself he’s sold to morgan. its a smart way to include him in the narrative, as morgan is witness to emilia’s beheading after she was attacked by said revenant… and louis turns his head, truly embodying the detachment of the vampire in this moment. human affairs, their problem. this is a really good example of whats meant by ‘human affairs’ in the show, by the way. this episode features claudia & louis facing racism from military to children, and thats not framed as a ‘human affair’, but as one of many haunting aspects of their immortal existences.

claudia, in the pursuit for vampires, continues the metaphor of adoption in how she tries to find some sort of companionship and her current understanding of romania as this ancestral home to the vampire. whats also noticeable here is how claudia trying to make sense of centuries of legends is a striking parallel to how louis in the present day attempts to make sense of whats ‘true’ and ‘untrue’ from her diaries. claudia’s private accounts in the present that she never intended to be so deeply analyzed as anything other than her internal narrative in the moments she wrote them has become, to louis, a similar sort of legend thats necessary to decode for his own sense of self.

She writes here, ‘I do not dream.’ I can confirm that. At least, that’s what she said to me once when I was talking about one of my dreams which were erratic and often in those years. Of course, she might’ve just said that to shut me up, but yet… she writes it here so… let’s believe it. She continues. ‘We traveled light in our ancestral home. We slept in the earth, took circuitous routes around the mad army goose-stepping its way toward mother Russia…’

I woke that night to the sound of chaos erupting nearby. Claudia was, uh.. . she was dreaming. Her head twitching like you would. […] No, I can feel her. I can feel her next to me. She’s having a nightmare. What’s worse than a nightmare? If your soul’s projecting out its fears, at least it’s up and running. But the absence of anything? The void, the nothing, pieces… coming back. Hours, nights, objects surfacing in water… It was just something she’d wrote. But it wasn’t true. She could dream.

dubai louis’s recollection of claudia and the existential dread of eternally being damned, the terror of lacking a soul, a rather catholic fear but still having a sequence of memories that cycle back into an immortal brain, replay in this inversed sleep cycle, can be malleable, forgotten, poke a hole in louis’s attempt to utilize claudia’s diaries as but an extension of his own narrative, and offers a glimpse at what is truly at stake in this second interview.

#yn.#iwtv #iwtv s2 #iwtv spoilers #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #claudia #armand #daniel molloy #daciana #what can the damned really say to the damned?#there is nothing louis can tell claudia that is enough .. l #theres so much more to be said but its 4 am #The equitable exchange of stories as daciana proposes being fundamentally impossible ….#happy mother’s day to daciana </3

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matsmi13 · 5 months ago

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From Shadow to Utility

For six long years, Louis had held an administrative position within an organization dedicated to professional integration. His days unfolded like a litany of repetitive tasks: opening files, filling out forms, answering the phone. Each action was performed with mechanical precision, every minute meticulously planned. Yet, behind this well-oiled routine lay a deep sense of invisibility.

Officially, he was "helping" others. Yet every evening, as he stepped into his silent apartment, he questioned whether his own life had any meaning. He consumed bland meals in front of a television turned on more out of habit than genuine interest, before collapsing onto his bed. There, in the darkness, a question haunted him, one he scarcely dared to articulate: "Is this really what it means to live ?" A life dictated by routine, where days blurred into one another in a despairing inertia, like a stagnant river refusing to find its course.

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One evening, after an especially grueling day, Louis left his office. A fine rain fell, draping the city in a gray veil. But instead of heading toward his apartment, he let his feet carry him aimlessly, as if his body was instinctively searching for an escape from his suffocating routine.

He walked for hours, passing through familiar neighborhoods and then into others he had never explored. Gradually, modern buildings gave way to dilapidated structures. The walls were covered in graffiti, and broken windows stared down at the street like vacant, silent eyes.

A burst of laughter shattered the heavy calm. Intrigued, Louis turned a corner into a dimly lit alley. Under a flickering streetlamp, a group of young people gathered, carefree despite the rain. Standing apart from them, leaning against a wall, was a man. Unlike the others, he didn’t move. His posture radiated an unusual authority, and his shiny tracksuit, glistening in the rain, seemed to catch all the light.

“You lost or something ?” the man asked in a deep voice.

Louis froze, startled. “Uh… No, I mean… Maybe.”

The man smirked, a mix of disdain and curiosity. “This place isn’t for guys like you. What are you looking for ?”

Louis lowered his eyes, fumbling for words. Everything in him screamed that he didn’t belong here, yet some inexplicable force held him in place. In a desperate moment, he looked up. “I’m looking… for something else. A different life. I don’t want this empty existence anymore. I want… I want to matter, to feel alive, to be indispensable.”

The man raised an eyebrow, amused. “Change ? But what are you willing to give up for it ?” He asked, stepping forward, his tone almost taunting.

A heavy silence hung between them. Louis took a deep breath. When he finally spoke, his voice wavered, but a newfound resolve underpinned it : “Everything”.

The man stepped closer, his presence commanding and unyielding. “Everything ? Easy to say. But you’ve never risked anything in your life, have you ? That’s why you feel so empty.”

Each word struck Louis like a slap.

“If you had the chance to change everything, your life, your body, even the memory of who you are, what would you say ? ”

A chilling shiver ran down Louis’s spine. The thought terrified him, but he knew he couldn’t keep living as he had been. In a barely audible whisper, he replied : “I’d say yes”

The man straightened, clearly pleased. “Alright, then. Let’s see. Follow me.”

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They entered a decrepit building. The lobby reeked of damp concrete, the dim light casting long shadows across peeling walls.

The man stopped in the center of the hall, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a device. Its shape vaguely resembled a weapon, but it emitted a strange, electric hum that seemed to vibrate through the air.

“What is that ?” Louis asked, suspicion creeping into his voice.

The man gave an enigmatic smile. “A solution to your wish. You wanted to be useful, right ? Then stand still.”

Louis hesitated, but something in the man’s gaze froze him in place. It wasn’t fear. It was a strange, magnetic authority that made retreat impossible. Before he could voice another question, the device was activated.

A beam of cold light swept over Louis, scanning him from head to toe. He felt an unfamiliar sensation ripple through his body : A tingling that grew into an unbearable intensity, his muscles twitching as though dissolving. He tried to move, but he was completely paralyzed.

Louis’s eyes widened in horror as he looked down at his hands. What he saw froze him in terror. His skin, once warm and organic, began to change. It lost its human texture, becoming smooth, uniform, almost synthetic—like fabric stretched taut.

“What’s happening to me ? What are you doing ?” he stammered, panic rising in his voice.

The man remained eerily calm, his tone almost reassuring. “Relax, bro. You’re becoming what you wanted to be: useful.”

Louis’s limbs stiffened, his breathing slowed, and he felt as though his body was draining of everything that made it alive. His flesh unraveled into threads, intertwining and morphing into a flexible, elastic material. His mind screamed in terror, but no sound escaped his lips.

Then the real horror began : his thoughts started to dissolve. Memories, emotions, every fragment of his identity was systematically erased. The doubts, the regrets, even the concept of who he was faded into an unsettling void.

When the transformation ended, there was no trace of Louis left on the cold, tiled floor. In his place lay a crumpled gray tracksuit, lifeless and motionless.

The man crouched down, picked up the garment, and inspected it with a satisfied grin.

“Welcome to your new life bro” he murmured. “You wanted to be useful, didn’t you ? Now you are. You’re perfect. Just a tracksuit. A piece of clothing serves its purpose every day, everywhere. No need to be seen, no need to exist to matter. Just be there, ready for use. Now, you’re with me, wherever I go.”

He rolled up the tracksuit and tucked it into a gym bag. Without a backward glance, the man straightened and walked out of the building, disappearing into the fine drizzle of rain.

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Outside, the rain continued to fall, its droplets streaking the sidewalks and splashing against his sneakers with every step. He walked at an unhurried pace, his shoulders relaxed, the gym bag swaying gently at his side.

A few streets away, the others were waiting at the usual spot—a bench under a flickering streetlight.

“Took your sweet time ?” called out a guy in a gray hoodie as he saw him approach. “Where were you ?”

“Yeah, we thought you disappeared with that other dude” added another guy in a black cap, slouched on the bench. “Speaking of which, where is he ?”

“Disappeared ? Nah, not at all” the man in the tracksuit replied casually. He dropped the gym bag onto the wet ground with a dull thud, crouched down, and unzipped it. “The other guy? He’s right here”

He reached into the bag and tugged lightly at a sleeve.

A low whistle escaped one of the guys.

A heavy silence hung in the air for a moment.

Then one of them burst out laughing. “No way ! Are you serious ?” he said, standing up from the bench, his eyes wide. “You really did that ?”

“Yeah” the man shrugged, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world. “He said he wanted a ‘new life,’ didn’t he? Well, he’s got one now.”

The others roared with laughter. Not one of them protested. Not one demanded an explanation.

“Oh, man, the poor guy” chuckled the one in the black cap. “He wanted to ‘change,’ but he didn’t exactly say into what ! And look at it ! brand new ! Smooth, clean...”

“Honestly, it’s better for him this way” the man in the tracksuit added, tucking the sleeve back into the bag and zipping it shut. “At least now he’s useful.”

“Totally” agreed the guy in the black cap. “What was he doing before anyway ? Always whining. ‘My life sucks,’ ‘I’m tired of it,’ blah blah blah. Well, now he’s got a real purpose!”

“Exactly” said the man in the tracksuit, crossing his arms. “Some people spend their whole lives trying to find their place. His? It’s right here, in this bag. And guess what? He’s not going anywhere.”

The laughter erupted again, crude and unfiltered. For them, the logic was simple : You’re either useful, or you become useful.

“So, when are you gonna put him on ?” asked the guy in the hoodie.

The man in the tracksuit shrugged, a thoughtful look on his face. “Nah, it’s raining and he’s still ‘fresh.’ Gonna keep him warm for now. Don’t worry. He’ll get his turn.”

“Haha, yeah, keep him clean” added the one in the cap. “A piece like that? You gotta take care of it. Trust me, it’ll fit like a glove when you’re ready. A good tracksuit never lets you down.”

The conversation shifted after that, moving on to other trivial topics.

The bag itself sat still near the bench, looking like any other gym bag. But if someone had listened closely, they might have heard a faint rustling, the subtle sound of fabric shifting ever so slightly. A tension, almost imperceptible, that only silence could reveal.

The man in the tracksuit glanced down at the bag, a faint smirk curling his lips.

“See ?” he muttered. “You should’ve kept quiet bro. But hey, you’re better off now. You wanted to change, didn’t you ? Well, you’ve changed.”

He crossed his arms and let his gaze wander down the empty street, his friends’ chatter fading into the background.

“At least now you’ve got a place. No more excuses, no more ‘I don’t know what to do.’ You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. Useful. Invisible. Always ready.”

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A few days later, the man in the tracksuit pulled the garment from his bag, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. Louis no longer existed, not as a man. He had become this flawless piece of clothing, ready to serve its purpose.

The man held it up with a sense of pride, examining the smooth, perfect fabric under the dim light. Slowly, he slipped his arms into the sleeves, adjusting each one with care. The material clung to him, molding to his body like a second skin. Next, he pulled on the pants, ensuring the fit was just right, the fabric draping neatly over his hips and legs.

He stood in front of the mirror, turning side to side, admiring the seamless ensemble. A smirk played on his lips as he pulled out his phone, angling it just so to take a selfie. The shot captured him perfectly: his new tracksuit gleaming under the light, paired with his crisp TN sneakers.

“Perfect” he muttered, his voice low and smug. “Finally useful. Finally in your place ”

Outside, life carried on as usual. The rain had stopped, and the streets were busy with people going about their routines. The man walked through the crowd, blending in effortlessly. To anyone watching, he was just another guy in a tracksuit, nothing out of the ordinary.

Yet every step he took felt deliberate. The fabric moved with him, adapting to his body as if it had always been a part of him. No discomfort, no awkward folds. Just perfection.

Louis was there, quiet and unseen, but undeniably functional. For the first time, he was exactly what he’d always wanted to be : Be useful.

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Louis was no longer a man. He was fabric, fibers, and seams. Each thread, each strand had a purpose, a role to play. This was his new reality. No more questions, no more internal struggles. He was no longer human. He was a tracksuit, perfectly crafted to fulfill its function.

Louis stretched, and moved with the man, adapting seamlessly to his every motion. He had become an extension of him, a simple layer of material between the man's skin and the outside world.

The warmth of the human body transferred to the fabric, more and more intensely as the effort increased. Sweat began to bead on the man’s skin, and Louis, now inanimate, absorbed it without hesitation. Each drop, each trace of perspiration soaked into him, the texture of the fabric imperceptibly changing with the contact. There was no discomfort, no resistance. Sweat was no longer an unpleasant sensation; it was part of his purpose. Each droplet slid over him, vanishing into the fibers designed for this exact task.

Louis moistened himself, and the man’s body heat enveloped it, oppressive but entirely functional. Louis felt every movement, every gesture. The bottom of the tracksuit, taut over the man’s legs, hugged each stride, each step. It remained in constant contact with his skin, absorbing the energy of every motion. It stretched, tightened, and moved with the fluidity of action. Louis felt useful, and in that feeling, he found fulfillment.

The man paused for a moment, and Louis silently registered the pressure of his hands on his thighs, fingers gently gripping the fabric. With every movement, the tracksuit responded without sound, smoothing, stretching, adapting.

When the man started to run, the sensation shifted again. The heat intensified, and sweat poured more freely, soaking into the fabric. As a tracksuit, Louis absorbed it all—the moisture, the warmth, ensuring that nothing irritated the man’s skin. He became a vessel for this perspiration, containing it, holding it within himself, all while remaining entirely at the man’s service. With every breath the man took, every movement that grew sharper and faster, Louis stretched a little further, perfectly conforming to the contours of this body with unwavering loyalty.

The heat, the sweat, the contact. This was all Louis knew now. He didn’t think about what he had become. He had no doubts, no regrets. All he felt was the constant presence of the man against him, a pressure he absorbed, a movement he followed, never ceasing. The sweat became his new texture, an organic extension of his existence. It weighed him down, bringing him closer to his purpose. He was made for this: to absorb, to hold, to endure. It wasn’t a burden; it was his role. A tracksuit that served, that helped, that allowed itself to be worn.

At the end of the day, the man, exhausted, returned home. Louis felt the transition, the return to stillness. The fabric relaxed slightly, settling into the man’s folds.

Louis was simply a garment, and in that simplicity, he found his reason for being. He was useful. He had a purpose. He was perfect in his new form, exactly as he was meant to be. Nothing more.

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merrybloomwrites · 9 months ago

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Little Things (Chapter 1)

Summary: Harry and Louis, two married dominants, decide now is the time to add to their family.

Word Count: 3K

CW: mentions of abuse, talks of little space, dom/sub dynamics

AN: I started writing this and it's been sitting in my drafts for over two months. It's a dom/sub AU where everyone received a classification, and some subs (including reader) are classified further as littles.

I would consider this part the prologue since it sets up the backstory of how Harry and Louis meet Y/N. If I continue this, the rest would be in 2nd person and would follow Y/N's journey in healing from her past now that she's in the care of two kind people. It would also include scenes where she's in little space, which is why I'm hesitant to continue, as I'm not sure how that will be received. But I was drawn to writing a story that allows for the reader to be taken care of by Harry and Louis, without actually being a child.

Anyway, would love to see how this does and gauge if people are interested in reading more!

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“He is absolutely perfect,” Louis says. He and Harry are visiting Sarah and Mitch to meet their second son, Theo. Louis cradles the two week old in his arms, amazed by how tiny he is, while Harry entertains his older brother, Rory.

“Makes you want one, huh?” Mitch asks. Louis sighs, thinking of the best way to answer this question for the thousandth time.

Because yes, he and Harry would love to be parents. But they just don’t see it in the cards for them. When they first met on the X-factor, Louis had already presented as a Dominant. The circle on his wrist had been filled in with the color red ever since he was thirteen years old. Harry’s had remained just an empty circle, signaling him as a neutral. Everyone presented between ten and fifteen years old. But then a couple weeks after they lost the show, at sixteen years old, Harry woke up with his circle now red. He soon grew into his nature, becoming a kind, yet firm dom.

It caused some tension in his relationship with Louis at first, but they worked it out and discovered how to navigate their new normal.

Mitch and Sarah both being neutrals didn’t quite understand the scrutiny that they face as a couple. Society may be changing, but people are still extremely wary of dom/dom couples, especially when they’re both male.

They’ve explained that to their friends before, saying how hard it would be for them to adopt when everyone is so distrusting of couples like them.

So instead of restating that fact, Louis replies, “With our lifestyle, I just don’t see us being able to care for a baby.” And it’s true. They always seem to be traveling, whether it be for meetings, recording music, promoting new albums or touring. It doesn’t feel like a stable environment for a child.

“What about adopting a sub? Specifically a little?” Sarah says.

This question has Louis' mind spinning. It’s not the first time this has come up, but he hasn’t thought about it for quite a while. He and Harry had discussed this years ago when One Direction first went on hiatus. But then Harry got signed to make a solo album and their lives became all about music once again.

“Think about it,” Sarah continues. “Talk to Harry. Neither of you are releasing music for a while, there’d be plenty of time for you to stay home and help them adjust. You should talk to my sister, she’s a social worker at a local shelter for abused subs. She’s really knowledgeable about all this, she could answer any questions you have.”

“Thanks, yea, I’ll see what Harry thinks,” he replies. Just then, the little one in his arms starts to cry, and Louis promptly hands him back to his mum.

He goes to see where his husband had gone off to, and finds him on the patio, listening intently to the winding, nonsensical story the toddler is telling him, while ensuring the little one doesn’t wander too close to the edge where he could stumble down the curb. Louis is once again struck by how wonderful of a dad Harry would be.

Maybe Sarah is right. Maybe now is the time for them to find someone to care for, someone who needs a home and a family.

He doesn’t bring it up to Harry that day. But the thought is constantly on his mind.

It’s a couple of weeks later, and they’re back at Mitch and Sarah’s house, along with Sarah’s sister Emily. Weeks of sleepless nights have caught up with the parents, and the other three are there to give them a much needed break.

Harry is once again outside with Rory, while Louis is in the living room feeding the baby a bottle. Emily is on the floor, surrounded by baskets of laundry that she’s folding.

They work silently for a while, Louis lost in his thoughts about his last conversation with Sarah. But when Theo falls asleep in his arms, cooing quietly, Louis can’t keep his questions to himself.

“Can I ask you something,” he says to Emily.

“Of course,” she replies.

“Sarah says you work at a shelter for abused subs.”

Emily nods in confirmation and waits for Louis to continue.

“And there are littles there?”

“Yea, more than there should be.”

“What do you mean?” He asks.

“Well littles make up such a tiny percentage of our population. And they’re only a small percentage of subs. And yet about twenty percent of the subs living there are littles,” she explains.

“Why is that?”

“Aside from young children, they’re the most vulnerable members of our society. When they’re in little space they’re dependent on those around them. Even out of headspace they’re very easily controlled. And many of them don’t even understand what abuse is.”

“I didn’t realize it was that bad,” Louis says as he wonders how someone can harm someone so innocent.

“How often are they in little space?” He asks. “The ones at the shelter?”

“It really depends on the individual. Some are little almost all of the time. Some go in and out. A couple barely slip at all.”

“But if they’re little doesnt going into headspace help them? Why would they stay up? Wouldn’t going into headspace be comforting for them?”

“You have to understand, a lot of them suffered abuse and neglect while under. They’d wake up and find that they’d been assaulted while unable to do anything about it, or that they’d been left alone the whole time without help. People would tell them they’re too much work, too needy.”

“God, how can people be so awful?”

“I ask that all the time. There’s one girl, in her early twenties. Youngest of seven kids, the only sub and little. Her siblings were all doms. And her parents just turned a blind eye and let them do whatever they wanted to her. Encouraged it even, said it was practice. Even let other people use her, for a fee of course. Luckily a couple months ago the right person found out about it and called the cops. She’s been in the shelter ever since.”

“The poor thing,” Louis says, trying to block out the awful images her story is making in his head.

“Yea, I think she’s only been in headspace once or twice since she’s been at the shelter. She always wants to be aware of what’s going on around her. Despite everything she’s still such a sweet girl.”

Before Louis can ask another question the back door opens, and Rory comes running in, Harry trailing behind him. Sensing that he’d interrupted a conversation he asks, “Whatcha guys talking about?”

“Emily was telling me about her work at the shelter for submissives,” Louis replies, not wanting to say more in front of the curious three year old.

They spend the rest of the day there, Harry cooking dinner for everyone. By the time they leave, Mitch and Sarah are looking refreshed and Louis can’t help the warm smile on his face when he sees them with their kids, a perfect, happy family.

He drives home, Harry watching him from the passenger seat. They’ve been together long enough for Harry to know something is stirring in Louis' head, but he’s not sure what it might be.

“That was fun today,” he says in order to start the conversation.

“Yea, it’s always nice to hang with them and help out,” Louis replies.

“I had fun playing football with Rory. I mean, he’s better than me but who isn’t?” He says with a laugh. Louis chuckles lightly and Harry continues, “How was it hanging with Emily? You guys talked about the shelter for abused subs right?”

Louis takes a deep breath before saying, “Yea. It was a lot. I didn’t realize how bad it could be. Especially for littles.” He’s quiet for a moment before adding, “Did you know how many littles end up in shelters? And some of them are too scared to go into their little space because of all the abuse and neglect. It’s just awful, Harry.”

Without a doubt this is what’s bothering Louis, and Harry takes a moment to collect his thoughts. He’s about to reply when Louis says, “Do you remember when we considered it?”

“Considered what?”

“Adopting a little,” Louis replies.

“Yea,” Harry says. “I remember. We couldn’t because I got signed.”

“It wasn’t the right time then.”

“And you think now would be?” Harry asks.

“I do. If you still want that.”

“I think I would, yea. And you, do you want this too?”

Louis smiles and replies, “I really do. I mean, growing up with all my younger siblings, there’s a part of me that’s always loved taking care of others. And if we can help even one person heal from a terrible situation, then yea, I want to do that.”

“Okay,” Harry says. “Then let’s do this.”

They pull up at their house just as they make this decision. Putting the car in park Louis turns to lean over the center console and give Harry a kiss.

“I love you,” he says and Harry replies with the same.

They wait a couple more days to make sure they’re serious about their decision and then ask Emily if she could meet up with them. She comes to their home for lunch, and though they didn’t say exactly what they wanted to talk about, she had a pretty good idea.

So she isn’t surprised when Harry asks, “how might we go about adopting a little?” as soon as lunch was served.

“Sorry,” he says. “Didn’t mean to blurt that out right away. It’s just, we decided a few days ago that this is what we want to do, and I know that it’s probably going to be quite a process, with us being two male doms and everything so I just want to get started as soon as possible I guess. And I know there’s probably a million things we need to do and learn and-” he cuts off his rambling and mutters one more quiet sorry.

“Don’t be sorry,” Emily says. “It’s refreshing to see someone so eager and excited. You’re right that there is a bit of a process involved and it usually is more difficult for two male doms. But the two of you have a couple advantages, especially the fact that you’ve been married for over a decade. And people only ever have nice things to say about the both of you. You’re two celebrities that haven’t been in any sort of scandal since before the wedding. That’s impressive. Nearly unheard of. Proves you both have good character.”

“So you think it’ll be possible? That we’ll get approved?” Louis asks.

“Oh yes. I don’t want to get your hopes up too much by saying it's definite, but I have a good feeling it will go how you’d like it to.”

Hearing those words calms down the couple, and they listen closely to the process Emily describes.

They enjoy lunch and as Emily leaves she says, “If you come to the shelter Monday we can get the paperwork started.”

“We’ll be there,” Louis replies and Harry says, “Thank you so much, for all of your help.”

“I’m happy to,” Emily says. “I’ve known you guys for a while, it would make me immensely happy to see a sub in your home. I know the two of you will take excellent care of a little in need.”

Her parting words leave them feeling hopeful all weekend, and they enter the shelter Monday afternoon full of nervous excitement. Emily greets them and brings her straight to her office, passing by a day room on their way.

There’s a chorus of “Good Afternoon Miss Emily” as she passes and she replies “Good afternoon everyone. I hope you’re all having a good day so far.”

Harry and Louis glance in the room, seeing a dozen people. They’re all engaged in different activities such as reading and games like scrabble.

“This is one of two day rooms, meant for our older residents. Basically anyone not in headspace can hang out here. There’s another day room upstairs full of games and crafts where we bring anyone who is in a little space and is roughly three or up mentally. The nursery and sleeping spaces are upstairs as well.”

She leads them a little further before entering a room with her name on the door. She motions to the chairs in front of her desk and Harry and Louis sit down.

“Here are the basic forms to get started,” she says, handing each of them a stack of paper and a pen. “Get used to this, everything needs to be documented in extreme detail so there’ll be plenty of these to fill out.”

They all laugh as the two men get to work writing their information. After a couple minutes Emily’s phone rings. After a brief call she says, “Excuse me for a moment,” and steps out.

Then minutes later the door opens, but instead of Emily it’s a young man.

“Hello, I’m Eric Maas, one of the case workers here. Miss Jones is helping one of the residents and it’s requiring a bit more of her time than she expected so she asked me to check in on you,” he says.

After quick introductions they spend some time going over the form, and Eric answers any questions that Harry and Louis have. After another few minutes everything is set and Eric leads them back outside and they head home.

That evening they get a text from Emily that reads, “Sorry about earlier, one of the girls I’ve been working with finally slipped to little space. It’s only her third time doing that with us and it had been weeks since that last time so I had to stay with her”

After reassuring her that they completely understood she sent another message saying she’d submitted their forms and they should hear back soon.

As expected, the process takes a number of weeks. There’s background checks, home visits, and about a million more forms, but finally, they’re approved.

Now it’s time to start the next task of finding the right submissive. Harry and Louis are invited to spend a couple days visiting the shelter and interacting with the residents. At the end of the second day they’re back in Emily’s office.

“So,” she begins. “Is there anyone who you think will be the right fit for you?”

“I’m not sure,” Harry answers. “They’re all such lovely people, but I’m not sure we’ve really clicked with anyone yet.” He looks to Louis who is nodding in agreement.

“Did you guys meet Rachel or Y/N?” Emily asks.

“I don’t think so, no,” Louis replies.

“I really think you’d get along well with both of them. Is it alright if I have them come here to introduce you?”

“Yes, that’d be fine with us,” Harry says.

Emily steps out and comes back a few minutes later, a woman in her late twenties following behind. “This is Rachel,” she says.

“Hello sirs,” says Rachel with a smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Likewise,” says Louis before he and Harry introduce themselves to her. They spend a few minutes talking, observing her demeanor and learning a bit about her. After a little while Emily leads Rachel out to lead her back to the dayroom.

“She seems nice,” Louis says.

“I agree. I could see her as part of our family.”

They don’t have time to discuss more, as Emily is now back with another girl. She’s younger, probably early twenties, and definitely more shy. She keeps her head bowed, not making eye contact with any of the doms in the room.

“Y/N, can you say hello to these gentlemen?” Emily says.

She looks up, and Harry and Louis offer her an encouraging smile.

“Hello sirs,” she says in a timid voice. Her hands are clasped behind her back, another physical sign of submission, but they can tell she’s picking at her nails nervously.

“I’m Louis, and this is my husband Harry. Would you like to take a seat?”

Her eyes dart between the three others, as though unsure what she should do. Emily finally says, “Y/N, take a seat on the couch.” It’s said gently, but firmly, a clear command, and Y/N quickly does as she’s told.

She sits on one end, glancing over at the two men and seeing their kind smiles. Harry and Louis ask her some basic questions, and after a few minutes she leaves the room.

“She’s quite shy,” Louis remarks once she’s left.

“Do you remember the girl I mentioned that day at Sarah’s? With all the dom siblings?” Emily asks.

It clicks together in Louis' brain and he says, “That’s her?”

“It is,” she replies.

“I’m sorry, what is her story?” Harry asks. Emily tells the story again, and by the end, Harry’s eyes are swimming with tears.

“Why don’t you boys take some time to think it over?” Emily suggests.

Harry shakes his head and says, “Lou, I want to help her. I want to give Y/N a safe home. I really think we can do it, we can show her what it’s like to be loved.”

Louis looks at the determination in his husband's eyes and takes a deep breath. “I think we can, too. It won’t be easy, not with everything she’s been through, but I believe we will do everything we can to help her heal.”

“So, Y/N is the one?” Emily asks.

“She is,” Harry replies, Louis nodding beside him.

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