past me: canon is sacred I must carefully fact-check everything to make sure it is canon-compliant
present me: canon is a box of scraps in a cave I’m gonna tear that shit apart throw away 90% of it and out of the good bits build something absolutely beautiful and amazing
The site you’re talking about, if it’s the one I think you mean*, does go down sometimes, but it’s usually a renewal fee for the domain, or the mods are tinkering with the layout.
This is a good reminder that you should always download the fanart and fanfics you like! You never know when a site could go away forever, or an artist/writer could take down their works. That’s part of why I made this blog in the first place, it was just supposed to be my collection of fanart and stuff, but now that it’s become what it is and gets so much attention, my blog is definitely not a safe archive anymore, it could get taken down.
*I don’t want to put the name of it or link out here bc we still keep some fanfic places hidden. As you probably, know bc I’ve mentioned it SO MANY TIMES, our fandom experienced a war on fanfic like no other, and many great works were lost forever ;A; The secret fanfic places that remain, well… you have to earn the trust of someone who knows where they are bc altho AR’s stance has changed (in that she tolerates the existence of fanfiction), it doesn’t mean she wouldn’t change her mind and slam writers with legal action at some other time.
I’d love to just link things out here so that ppl can enjoy them but I can’t :-
Part 3 of the series Torn, Frayed & Mended – Lestat and Louis continue to mend their relationship and to explore the past. Brian takes some time to consider his life and to complete some arrangements he’s had in the works.
Ah yes compliments are always welcome! Thank u *hugs*
Fanfic?? there’s no such thing as VC fanfic… pfffft. What are you crazy honestly??!
^Lestat is laughing bc he knows I is sarcastic.
[^by Dany&Dany]
The thing about VC fanfic is that we still have to be sort of careful about sharing it bc of reasons. Even so, I feel compelled to give you something. And again, I try not to play favorites *sigh* but in the case of fanfic, I can be a little more lenient and rec a few things out ^_____^ The following content is slightly revised from how I answered an Ask seeking fanfic awhile back.
has one of the highest hit counts. L/L lovey fluff *blushes* so maybe start there, but A Precious Material is probably one of my own faves.
Archive of Our Own (aka AO3) has a mission statement about protecting fanworks from copyright infringement arguments, so I feel pretty safe recc’ing stuff that’s on there but dL anything you like, just in case, bc authors also sometimes remove their works w/o warning.
Hit the jump for some reccs
Carriage Ride was a collab I did w/ 3 other authors, and is very short but sweet L/L.
Gulfport: A British Petroleum Fanfic (Part One) by hw_campbell_jnr – There are 2 parts and it’s incomplete but this is devastatingly beautiful long!fic. Hipster modern Lestat and Louis, both going by pseudonyms, politics woven in, it’s just too good. It annoys me how good it is. I am annoyed. I would be less annoyed if it were COMPLETED *forcibly nudges the author*
The Grim Brothers by Rebness – incomplete but it’s a fun little werewolf AU! I hope the author picks it up again someday *forcibly nudges the author*
when i forget to log into ao3 and i have to click proceed to see an adult fic, i actually get a kick out of it. like i am an old timey queen and my bard is apologetic: “gentle lady, dicks doth touch in this next ballad. would you prefer another?” and i give him a gesture of command like, “nay, you may proceed, minstrel. bring forth the tale of dicks”
Lestat putting on a little fashion show for Louis! Modern-day. No spoilers apply.
“How long does it take for you to change?” I said, slumping further into what these stores affectionately call “the boyfriend chair.” I checked my phone for the time, but did not remember the last time I’d checked it, so I tucked it back in place fruitlessly.
He stepped out of the fitting room sheathed in an amount of intricate dark red satin and chiffon that left just the right amount of flesh to the imagination. His long finger twirled a loose ribbon, a trickle of blood, as he studied my reaction. The scarlet enhanced the scant golden hair on his arms, legs, and broad chest. It gave him an altogether rosy glow.
In a blink he had crossed his arms and jutted out a smooth hip, sulking. “What, you don’t like it?” He gave his blond mane a toss and huffed. The saleswoman’s mouth had fallen open, as if seeing a miracle. She mumbled something about being wrong that a man couldn’t ‘pull off’ this outfit. I licked my lips. I could pull it off of him right then and there.
Lestat swiveled around and assumed a few classical sculpture poses in the 3-way mirror, but this was playing, still watching me.
“Really Louis, you’re hurting my feelings. Cat got your tongue? I’ve tried on so many and you just sit there.” He pouted, and I stood, stretching my limbs.
“Just because I don’t rain praise upon you,” I said, pressing my body against his in a sensual embrace, and he watched in the mirror as I ran my fingers along the edges of the thin fabric. “Does not mean you haven’t conquered me.”
[IWTV-era] Lestat brings Louis to a gathering, once again aiming to correct his fledgling’s dietary choices. Like many offspring do, the offer of the right kind of sustenance is still met with resistance.
I-want-my-IWTV 