dismoth
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
“Come on, keep going. Don't pretend this whole little show wasn't just for me,” he taunts him, so close that he can smell his blood boiling in his veins.
“Oh, of course—how could I forget? Louis De Pointe Du Lac: the center of my world.”
A degrading laugh spreads like fuel from Lestat's chest to the floor of that stage, and Louis, who is always the detonator, catches fire with it.
OR
Louis fucks Lestat on that stage.Bookmarked by dismoth
08 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
His hair falls across his face as he makes a slow, half-hearted attempt to sit up. He can smell it now—a rich, heady scent that intoxicates his every sense. It smells of amber, of caramel, of butter melting on his skin. It smells of gooseberries, peonies, and sweet Lambrusco.
It smells like Louis.
It is this realization that frees him from his own complacency, and Lestat feels it then—the sound of his own heart stopping to mimic that of another, the one beating confidently and freely at his side. His body is wrapped in a thick woolen blanket; beneath it slips the silk of a pajama that does not belong to him. He lies on pillows, feeling his feet dangle off the edge of a—couch?
“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” that voice, frankly far too amused, reaches him from the opposite couch, across a hideous slate coffee table.
OR
Lestat collapses from an overdose during one of his concerts. Louis decides it's time to get him clean, whether he likes it or not.Bookmarked by dismoth
07 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
“Do you think she loves you?” Louis laughs then, cruelty defending his butchered heart, in his chest that’s too exposed. “Do you think she cares about you? You’re her little fuck toy she uses to fuck some bitches in her perverted games. If she could, she’d keep only this part of you—maybe even your little hole. How many times have you let your mommy fuck you, Les?”
“She loves me” he sounds like the anguished howl of a dog being put down, as copious, scarlet tears stream from his eyes while he raises an elbow to cover his mouth.
He looks like an angel, Louis allows himself to look closely at him in his pain. His lost, wounded and fallen angel, rejected by the heavens the moment he was born. Louis would like nothing more than to hold him in his arms, to promise him that everything will turn out all right, in the end.
“Oh, really?” he says instead. “You had a daughter, and you loved her—even you can’t deny that. Tell me, then, would you have done that to Claudia?”
OR
Louis fucks the incest out of Lestat.
Bookmarked by dismoth
07 Jun 2026
-
The Visual Learner by vampiciide
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
25 Apr 2026
Tags
Summary
Rocky has discovered that Armando can be used as an out-of-ball appendage and will listen to pretty much anything he says. Grace grows jealous of how close the two have become. A plan is hatched that brings the three together, and Grace ends up in a very peculiar situation ...
or
Rocky is introduced to hetslop
Bookmarked by dismoth
02 May 2026
-
Tags
Summary
— You said you'd do anything I asked, didn't you?
Ewron closed his eyes.
He didn't move. Didn't turn around. He just felt Ash's presence behind him, the warmth radiating from the other's body, the collar pressing gently against his throat.
He swallowed. The movement made the metal press a little tighter.
— Yes, Ash… — his voice came out lower than he intended. Trembling, in a way he both hated and loved. — Anything you want.
There was a silence. Long. Heavy.
Ewron could hear his own breathing.
Could hear the blood pounding in his temples.
— Alright… — Ash's voice came in a whisper, lips so close they almost brushed his skin. — Then bark....
Bookmarked by dismoth
16 Apr 2026