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There is a sudden shift in Armand’s consciousness. A pink-hued dizzying rush of all the conflicting affection she has ever felt for Lestat over the course of so many painful decades. Affection fused with the yearning of the romantic, the kinship of the familial, the understanding of the platonic, and the all-consuming devotion and protectiveness of the maternal. “All the lifetimes we have lived… All the lifetimes we will live, I have told you before—I have always tried to change as best I can! But what if it is more than that? How many times have we been reborn? How many times have you and I found ourselves alone, without a mother nor maker to guide us?”
(Written for the Queens of the Damned prompt: Mother’s Milk.)
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“If you were mon petit chaton, I would adorn you with the most luxurious collar money could buy. I would bathe you every night and feed you out of the palm of my hand, tender little thing that you are. I would have you in my coat pocket everywhere I go, and I would once never let you out of my sight. I would gather you to my chest at dawn each night and hold you there tightly until the sunset. You would be my most beloved pet, my most cherished possession.”
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Down Where The Church Bells Cry by HekateInHell
Fandoms: Vampire Chronicles Series - Anne Rice
15 Nov 2024
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“Is that what you think? That I have no use for all of this?” Armand strokes him then, lingering as though he, Armand, were gaining pleasure from the act itself.
“Do you, really?” Lestat’s voice sounds both guttural and wounded to his own ears, the voice of a captured animal.
Armand tilts his head, expression curious and vulnerable, and for an instant Lestat can see them in a world where they had been born of the same time, been boys in the village together, drinking wine and frotting behind the church. Sun-kissed and alive, saddled only with the burdens of a fraction of a mortal lifetime.
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"And here I thought you were a good little girl who could listen to directions. Instead, you decide to turn around and make fools out of us both. But I am not unkind," Armand pauses to run her hand over the swell of Lestat's hip and down to the back of her thigh, fingering her exposed skin through the black fishnets.
"Perhaps you have been cruising through life on your looks alone because, from the sounds of it, nobody ever taught you any different… not your friends, not your teachers."
Lestat's breath catches, goosebumps visibly rising on her skin.
"Not your mother."
(Written for the Queens of the Damned prompt: Obsession.)
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Daniel's last mortal birthday; Armand finally gives him the gift he's been waiting for (no, not that one).
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Lestat/Armand 1700s mermaid AU! 🖤🐠💦
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Shake The Disease by HekateInHell
Fandom Vampire Chronicles - All Media Types, Vampire Chronicles - Anne Rice, Vampire Chronicles Series - Anne Rice
23 Feb 2024
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“What do you want, darling?”
“Your cock, your cum.”
“Anakin,” he warns, knowing exactly where this is going, where it goes every time they fuck.
The answer is always the same, but Anakin asks–begs, anyway.
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Anakin wants his Master to cum in him. He thinks he knows how to get him to agree.
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Obi-Wan aches to kiss, to soothe until Anakin can sleep them away, finally finding some rest after the month’s ordeal. But there’s more work to be done—the torturers did not pay much attention to feeding their captive. Anakin’ cheeks have sunken, the nightshirt hanging off his thinned shoulders. The constant lack of food has weakened his stomach to the point that he can barely keep anything down. For fear of throwing up yet another meal, what he needs right now is something simple, comforting, but also provides plenty of nourishment.
So, Obi-Wan is making his special pancakes.
Bookmarked by HekateInHell
14 Jun 2026
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so tender i actually wept i love love love this 🩷
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Obi-Wan peppers kisses all over Anakin’s jaw, breaking up every word. “I wonder how many times you can come, just like this.”
Anakin gasps at the challenge, and his hitched breath turns into a whimper.
“Am I just a game you are playing, master?” he lets out a shuddering laugh, only to be quieted by another kiss.
“No, dear one,” Obi-Wan answers assuredly. “You are a game I’m winning.”
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Bare grace misery by thedunesea
Fandoms: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
29 Jul 2023
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Anakin let out a pained sound. “I failed my men, I failed you, and now… and now this. Could you, Obi-Wan? Could you come from this humiliation?”
His voice broke, and then he was weeping, hot tears streaming down his face even as he kept stroking himself, his sobs of shame intermingling with his whimpers of pleasure.
The mixture was so unbelievably erotic Obi-Wan felt his head spin.Or: Anakin gets poisoned, and the antidote that saves his life has some uncomfortable side effects.
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31 May 2026
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All tied up on the inside by mysticmjolnir
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
04 Jun 2023
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The Council sends the Team to fight General Grievous on Utapau. The night before the battle is not as restful as Obi-Wan hopes. Anakin refuses to let anything go, but somehow still gets everything that he wants.
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12 Mar 2026