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Five times Armand was ashamed of his eye thing and one time he let go.
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15 Jun 2026
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Daniel tells Louis, “I don’t remember. I mean, I remember things after you left, but – then it goes kind of blank. The last thing I remember is Armand telling me everything was okay and to go to sleep. Then I woke up and everything was fucked.”
Daniel wakes up in Dubai a vampire, and alone. He chases Armand across the world to find answers.
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12 Jun 2026
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to the shame of queer theorists everywhere by starlitsequins
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
19 May 2026
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The file on Daniel Molloy, to the Talamasca’s great inconvenience, has been closed and reopened twelve times in the last fifty years.
Armand sires his first fledgling after half a century. Said fledgling then publishes a best-selling novel. The world reacts.
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03 Jun 2026
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ISO: Carer to look after my father for 8 weeks this summer.
Dad is 71, early stage Parkinson’s disease, broke his hip 6 weeks ago. No signs of cognitive decline; mostly needs help with household tasks (cooking, light cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping), getting dressed, showering, changing cat litter/general cat care, getting to and from appointments.
Please know what you are getting into; Dad is physically more or less in good health but awful at accepting his limitations, unnecessarily mean, generally uncooperative, and largely nocturnal. Imagine yourself caring for a feral raccoon that is convinced it’s going to write another book, then subtract everything that is cute about raccoons.
$20/hour, roughly 4 hours a day. Must be able to pass a background check and lift 50 lbs. Patience of a saint not required but preferred.- Language:
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25 May 2026
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The apartment is dark and Robby is squinting in the weak light that spills in from the hallway, mouth slack, cheeks pink, clearly just awoken from sleep. He is wearing a plaid flannel bathrobe, the white fleece lining the inside of the collar lumpy and matted from being washed too many times. The robe hangs open, revealing Robby’s hairy chest and the pale curve of his belly, his dark-colored boxer shorts.
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18 May 2026