Best Devil's Minion Vampires Fanfics

by valkyrisms

"I know what a breakup looks like," Daniel says. "The better question is, why are you coming to me about it? I'm the one who broke up your little sham.""This is what humans do, don't they?" Armand asks, letting his voice drop. "Crashing on their friends' couches when there's a blip in their romances

by irisbleufic

Daniel can tell right away that something is deeply, unsettlingly wrong. And that’s when he realizes that Armand hasn’t moved his legs once in Daniel’s sight, which has been trained on him nearly the entire time. How long had it taken Louis to recover from his spinal injury? “He had a lot more

by irisbleufic

“What happened to your assessment of him as my rent boy? Hypocritical of you to…indulge in him after casting it as an aspersion.” Daniel inhales, instantly prepared to use words, words, words to help Rashid save face and also save his own ass because that’s his fucking forté. “My mistake. Your

by GrayGiantess

Daniel was lying on his back in his bed in the Dubai penthouse and he was spiraling.When he’d first realized he might be missing more vampire-related memories than just the night of that first interview, he’d been thinking along the lines of, you know, a couple of days. A week at most.He hadn’t expe

by blueskiddoo

“I said I’m fine, Alice,” Daniel snaps, and time itself grinds to a halt.Not literally. Ha. The things you have to specify with vampires. Daniel wishes he could laugh, but the sound is stuck somewhere in his throat, along with his heart. Now, of course, his hand chooses to be perfectly still.Why the

by sahwen

"Am I to atone for my wrongs, Daniel?" He asked. God, was he still slurring his words? "What is my penance?" "Drunk isn't a good look on you." Or: Louis leaves. Armand spirals. Daniel watches. Nothing gets better.

by girlwiththepearlearring

Daniel's daughters have opinions about his boyfriend.

by trinityofone

I’ve lost my mind, Daniel thinks, still lavishing kisses to the chest of the creature that killed him. He says the next part out loud: “I fucking hate you. And you hate me. So something is making us do this.”“I don’t hate you,” Armand pants. “You mean nothing to me. Don't stop.”(Is It Vampire Pon Fa

by brewrosemilk

☁️✨ (@babymoonlight):i’m so sorry i ever made fun of you mr vampire lestat lesander de lioncourt i love u i hope louis kisses ur lil head and tucks you in under a blanket u deserve the world idc ama 🍣 (@lilsushiroll): he should still die imo vamp stan idc 🦷 (aloevampita): he’s alrea

by welcoming_disaster

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 litte

by hummingbeeoOo

Armand takes up art. He gets discovered on Instagram almost immediately. The thing about that is, Armand gets popular on his own. And it doesn’t take long for the media to connect the dots and start interviewing the two of them together, trying to make them into a B-list power couple. “So, Arm

by cannibalenthusiast

Daniel drinks another martini and a half, says, “You’re lucky I’m on blood thinners. I used to handle my liquor way better,” as he sets the unfinished drink on the table and offers Armand his arm again.Armand sits next to him this time, their bodies turned in toward each other as he cradles Daniel’s

by irisbleufic

“Finish it,” Armand says abruptly, reaching out to touch the bottom of the glass. He tilts it up to Daniel’s lips, the words an imperious command. Daniel barely opens his mouth in time. He chokes on what’s left of the watery crème de menthe and crème de cacao, but Armand doesn’t lower the glass

by hummingbeeoOo

“Oi, Molloy!” a sketchy-looking guy with a camera says, a little too loudly for a gallery opening — obviously a paparazzi. “Nice shirt!” “Aww, thanks, Schneider,” says Dad with absolutely toxic politeness that suggests he and the guy have butted heads before, which, yeah, that tracks with Dad’s m

by shineforthee

Daniel is sprawled out across the bed, loose-limbed and lazy, somehow filling all the open space it has to offer and leaving Armand to nestle into the gaps. His cheeks are flushed, blood pooling like it knows what comes next. Maybe it does. Armand was reading about classical conditioning the other d

by GrayGiantess

There’s a beat of supremely awkward silence."I've offended you,” Armand says. “My apologies. I crossed a line.”Yeah, you fucking did.“No, that’s – it’s fine. I’ll just need my accountant to crunch the numbers on that one, is all.”Jesus H. Christ, Molloy, what are you doing, you absolute nutjob?In wh

by ringfinger

He’s sitting on a beach he hates, trading shitty jokes with a centuries-old monster whose body count would put Ed Gein to shame and who is almost certainly also plotting to turn him into a flesh lampshade. “Don’t be dramatic,” Armand says, picking up on that thread, “I do wish you’d stop returning t

by WendigoDreaming

That leaves Daniel and Armand, still covered in dust, sitting in the living room.“So,” Daniel pours a glass from the copper pot and plops a sugar in because why not? He deserves a little treat after destroying an immortal marriage. “Does he get the penthouse in the divorce? Who signed the papers?”Ar

by dirtygoldensoul

Louis is happy with his life. Sure, there are a few kinks, but he's married to a man he cares about and has a career he loves.Then Lestat comes back into his life and brings a whole lot with him. MODERN AU.

by andrealyn

Facing down the press junket for his book, Daniel Molloy is prepared to hype up his hit novel. He's less prepared to have Armand crash the tour to play bodyguard and doting assistant and he's definitely not ready to have his secrets spilled on a world stage because Armand wants to play games.The lon