Show Me The Only Way You Know How To Love.

[He whispers that he loves her. Quiet, tentative, fully expecting a rejection. Instead, COLETTE bites him. Drinks his blood, sates herself with him. It might have been special, if he had not been waiting for an "I love you" in return- one she will never offer.]

He shudders under her touch. Her fingers graze over his neck, where blood rushes like the rapids through his veins. She can feel his carotid beneath her fingertips, pumping his lifeblood to the rest of his body. Her mouth waters.

His skin is pliant beneath her fangs. He whimpers at the initial bite, and she soothes him with a kiss to the puncture wound in his neck. As she does, the rivulets of blood that pour forth smear against her lips. She hardly cares. She buries her face into the crook of his neck- not even drinking, but taking in the smell of him, the faint scent of cigarette smoke and spice and utter panic.

Breathe, she thinks. He shivers, but manages a jerky nod.

She latches onto him then, drinks from him at long last. It's euphoria. The sweetness that comes from satisfying her hunger, the savory taste of his blood on her tongue. The tremors that run through his body as she sucks on his neck.

She thinks, briefly, about giving it to him. What he once craved. What he's been meaning to ask her, the fleeting question she knows she saw filed away in his thoughts...

But she does not. She has yet to gauge him properly. He will not have such a privilege until she deems him worthy of it.

He's gripping her blouse so tightly that the fabric is all bunched up in his fists. She has little regard for decorum, as soft moans slip past her lips the longer she feeds on him. He, in turn, gasps and whines and paws at her waist until she breaks away.

His eyes fall to her lips. She touches a finger to her bottom lip, then slips it into her mouth. The taste of his blood makes her inhale, long and deep.

They are still very much entwined. Her hand is still on the other side of his neck, holding him steady, and he is still clutching at her blouse. There is an unspoken heaviness in the air and a weight on her heart, and the only way she knows how to lighten either of them is to mash her lips against his.

He gasps first, then makes a strangled noise. She remembers that he probably has not tasted his own blood before, and she breaks away to wipe it off her lips, but he pulls her right back in. Now it is her turn to make a pathetic noise, cupping his face, whispering to him between kisses.

"Daniel," she mumbles, so close to him that they are breathing one another's air. "Daniel-"

"Colette."

She starts, fists clenching for a split second as she takes in her surroundings. Armand tilts his head, eyeing her with that intense amber stare she cannot escape from.

"You are hiding your thoughts from me," he says.

"Oh, mon cher," she murmurs, and brushes a stray curl from his eyes. "Perhaps it is to keep you from spoiling the night for yourself."

Whether or not Armand believes her is not for her to know. But he smiles anyway, lets her resume feeding from him. She drinks, but not much. She has already been sated. And if she spends too much time with her lips to his neck, she begins to smell that old, familiar scent of cigarette smoke and spice.

Am I My History I Have Endured?

[ARMAND and COLETTE sit in silence. He now knows her story. She now knows his. MARIUS. BEATRIZ. JEAN-PIERRE. And for some time, the only sound in the quiet of the night is her soft, shuddering breath as she embraces him, as their silhouettes meld into one another.]

𝒞. ／ The Vampire Colette
And, Lover, ♛ Be Good To Me

CLAUDIA. Did you ever have a sister, or a brother, or somethin'?
COLETTE. [Looking at CLAUDIA and LOUIS.] No. But I think I do now.

𝒜. ／ The Vampire Armand
You Are My ♚ Way Of Life

COLETTE. I want to remember it. All of it.
ARMAND. Do you?

𝒟.𝑀. ／ Daniel Molloy
Don't Hold Me ♟ Like You Know Me

COLETTE. Do you take me for a fool, Daniel?
DANIEL. Do you want that answer on the record, or off?

Don't Be Afraid. Just Start The Tape.

The Vampire Colette. I. Pushing It Down and Praying, Lizzy McAlpine ／ II. Be (Acoustic), Hozier ／ III. Bad Religion, Frank Ocean ／ IV. Your Best American Girl, Mitski ／ V. King, Florence + The Machine ／ VI. Gold Dust Woman, Fleedwood Mac ／ VII. Tainted Love, Soft Cell ／ VIII. It Will Come Back, Hozier ／ IX. Thunder, Lana Del Rey ／ X. You Give Love A Bad Name, Bon Jovi ／ XI. I might say something stupid, Charli xcx ／ XII. Sun Bleached Flies, Ethel Cain

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Colette & Armand. I. Maybe This Time, Liza Minelli ／ II. Hymn to Virgil, Hozier ／ III. Everybody Here Wants You, Jeff Buckley ／ IV. B.A.S., Megan Thee Stallion (feat. Kyle Richh) ／ V. mirrorball, Taylor Swift ／ VI. My Way Of Life, Frank Sinatra ／ VII. All I Wanted, Paramore ／ VIII. My Love Mine All Mine, Mitski ／ IX. Mr. Brightside, The Killers／ X. I'm Your Man, Mitski ／ XI. You're So Vain, Carly Simon ／ XII. NFWMB, Hozier

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Colette & Daniel. I. No One Noticed, The Marias ／ II. Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call, Bleachers ／ III. Angel, Massive Attack ／ IV. The Last Time I Saw Richard, Joni Mitchell ／ V. Fake Plastic Trees, Radiohead ／ VI. Casual, Chappell Roan ／ VII. Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?, Arctic Monkeys ／ VIII. Every Breath You Take, The Police ／ IX. Lust for a Vampyr, I Monster ／ X. Somebody Else, The 1975 ／ XI. Awkward, SZA ／ XII. Somethin' Stupid, Frank & Nancy Sinatra

【 WARNINGS . . . 】 ⠀⠀⠀Interview With the Vampire spans a lot of history and has a lot of dark content guys. be prepared for: violence, strong language, major character death, religious trauma, addiction, sexual content, and period-typical bigotry, including racism, homophobia, and sexism. there will also be brief references to the AIDS crisis and slavery. if you are sensitive to anything listed above, please click away! your mental health is far more important than a work of fanfiction!

【 DISCLAIMER . . . 】 ⠀⠀⠀all gifs come from tumblr! the central plot of The Vampire Chronicles is not mine, but the subplots that surround my characters are!

【 COPYRIGHT . . . 】 ⠀⠀⠀no part of this story may be recreated without my permission. i do not own Interview With the Vampire, nor do i own any characters or plots within The Vampire Chronicles, as they all belong to Anne Rice, Rolin Jones, and any other respective creators.

【 DEDICATIONS . . . 】 ⠀⠀⠀this book is dedicated to the wonderful blushingly- and -EMMAHERRON, as well as all of its lovely readers!

and to stars-around-scars, who absolutely does not like iwtv but who has asked for a dedication anyways <3 love you val <3 your disdain for lestat de lioncourt is immeasurable and i respect it

【 BIRDIE'S PEANUT GALLERY . . . 】 ⠀⠀

what if there was a THROUPLE and they were all VAMPIRES and BISEXUAL and EVIL and the two youngest looking ones were actually OLDER than the senior citizen and AUTISTIC and one of them was FR*NCH.

in true fanfic author fashion i am now able to pull the "please don't sue me anne rice's estate i don't own any of this media" card. it's like a rite of passage. god bless america!

PSA: i am a white girl writing a poc character across history. from the moment i created colette, i knew that the times i would be writing her living through were horrifically racist. i also know that no amount of research can measure up to lived experiences, so if i ever write something that is an awful take, PLEASE tell me. yes this is a silly little vampire fanfic and it's "not that deep," but it really is that deep sometimes and i am not about to brush off mishandled issues of race in my works. it's my responsibility to educate myself, and any mistakes i might make while writing this are for ME to correct. but please feel free to yell at me for any inaccuracies! ok thank you i just desperately needed to make this known <3

STARTED | december 20, 2024
FINISHED | n/a