Laritte
Fandoms
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
Armand wakes up from a nightmare and Daniel comforts him.
Or: they are so in love with each other.
-
Tags
Summary
Her demon returned from death, from hell itself, clawing her way out of the tortured flames, just to catch another glimpse of her sleeping figure; visiting her night after night, without ever allowing Laura a glimpse of her own.
How unjust, how shabby to deny Laura such joy! Oh, how cruel of this old monster to try to deceive her, to make her belive that these simple moments of devotion were nothing but a figment of Lauras longing imagination. A manifestation of gulit and sorrow.
But Laura would not be deceived. She knew it true, yes her devil had returned to haunt her night once more, her frightful creature, her Carmilla.
-------------------------------------
Carmilla stalks Laura's bed chambers once more but this time Laura is determined to catch her dark love before she can disappear.
Or: a self indulgent Carmilla fic were Laura and Carmilla are head over heels for each other.
-
Tags
Summary
When Daniel finds Armand in San Francisco, two years after being turned and abandoned, he isn't prepared for the nightmare his maker has staged for him.
Or: Daniel tries to ragebait Armand into a love confession while Armand tries really hard to scare him off.
-
In The Quiet Hours Of Dawn We Dream Of Love by Laritte
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
13 Jan 2026
Tags
Summary
Lying in bed together, Louis thinks of Lestat while Armand thinks of Daniel.
Or: That marriage was fucked from the beginning.
-
Tags
Summary
"Do you..." Daniel trailed off as if he was trying to carefully choose his next words. "Do you really see him as that? Your father?"
Armand wished he could take back what he said, to make it like those words never left his mouth in the first place, like it never happened at all. But now it was to late and Daniel wouldn't rest until he had an answer.
"Perhaps father is not the right word. He was my maker. My lover. My saviour. My master. He was a god to me, my everything. And he worshiped me in every roll he took on. Amadeo means beloved by god, a sacred name picked out with care. He was my god and I was his beloved Amadeo. So perhaps he did not love me as a son but he loved me as his child, nonetheless. I was a child of god, graced by his merciful adoration."
Armand's face was frozen in a sad smile even as Daniel's eyes seemed to pierce through him.
"Okay." Daniel said slowly, like he always did when he was trying really hard to hold back. "Alright, sure. Not your father but your god. Yeah, that's much better."
--------------------
Daniel's daughters come by for a visit, resulting in hard conversations, a few realisations and, hopefully, some healing.