#12:38am

[benjingle]

Skibidi gyatt sigma ohio this alpha beta omega that

What about I know da wae

Have we lost sight of the true importance of life

Of the clouds forming for your crops

Of the crops fueling your body

Of animals in the woods?

The deer don't sing of skibidi sigma... The cattle don't sing of edging to ones gyatt...

Mreowww..... Meow meow meow..... Me owwww..... Heh... You could say...

Heh...

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Meow....

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Heh

[scrmngtts]

A lot of things happened lately.. and i cant remember some of them already and idk what to do or feel

[incorrect-mighty-nein]

Caleb: Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices.

Caleb: Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time.

[chososcamgirl]

i want to peg megumi so BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD #ovulating

late night asks w beep hi guys😁

[itsbeeble]

life update

QHAT THE FUCK

TO EVERYONE WHO WAS IN NYC FOR THE CONCERT YALL THAT WAS F UCKING CRAZY

[covenofthearticulate]

Anon who sent me this ask I hope you’re out there.

“You must hold him tighter.” Armand instructs with one upward flick of his eyes. 

For a moment Louis’s fingers curl around Lestat’s arm, pressing into the marble flesh with unsettling ease, staking their claim the way only another blood drinker could. But he releases his grip just as quickly, pressing a soft, deceptively sweet peck of a kiss against the pink sweat gathering at Lestat’s temple.

“No,” says Louis. “I like to watch him squirm.”

Armand lets out a quiet chuckle, not at Louis’s words, but at the bobbing of Lestat’s Adam’s apple as he gulps down air he doesn’t need. So dramatic.

“You’re a terrible influence.” Louis scolds, eyes locked on the sweet warmth of Armand’s gaze even now as the other leans down to properly cage Lestat between the two of them. 

Armand crawls with feline grace up the bed, makes the pilgrimage across the holy landscape that is the Vampire Lestat, splayed out in front of him. He lays with his full weight  against Lestat’s chest, and he knows it must press on Louis as well, the dense crush of two bodies atop his own. The dark void of his pupils seem to widen in excitement at the feeling. It’s heady, the three of them lying there, skin against ghastly pallid skin. The air is thick with the beat of their three pulses as they lie still for just one moment. Breathe in. Breathe out. 

Here. Still here. 

“He only behaves like this when you are here.” Turning his focus to his maker, Louis tucks a strand of golden hair behind his ear with earth-shattering tenderness. He really is beautiful like this, all flushed cheeks and mussed hair and big glassy blue eyes that remind him of why he traded away the morning sky. He thinks about Lestat like this more often than he’ll ever admit. During the droning court sessions, the never-ending niceities and numbingly shallow conversations with those strange young blood drinkers who travel just to see them, and especially on days like today where the world outside seems a little too loud. 

He needs something to control.

“You bring out the brat in him like no one else, Armand.”

He can see the smile from Armand at the edge of his gaze, proud and all too devious. 

“He likes to show off, this one.” Armand explains, running one hand down Lestat’s arm to settle at the valley of his waist, petting back and forth as Lestat shuffles to look at him.

“Said the pot to the kettle!” He scoffs, which in turn makes Louis crack a smile.

“You’d better watch your tone with me, mon petit prince.” Armand laughs, lips curling up over his fangs to give Lestat just a flash. In one lightning bolt movement he’s got Lestat’s jaw in his hand, locked in place as he lands his next words. “I’m the only one saving you from him.”

A slow exhale leaves through his nose as Lestat recalls the instructions his fledgling had given earlier this evening.

I want to watch him at his most punishing. And I want to watch you need it. This is the order of our configuration this evening. Understood?

Yes, Louis. 

Lestat’s jaw is released and he simply can’t help himself, not when Armand’s lips are right there. It’s a mindless sort of kiss, like he wasn’t quite sure he was going to do it until it happened, like he’s suddenly forgotten how to do it, like he’s mortal again, and drunk. He can’t fucking think straight, trapped here between the two of them. Even now he can feel the sear of Louis’ eyes against the back of his head and it only makes him kiss harder because Armand’s lips are so fucking soft it feels sacrilegious to kiss them, like he’s tainting some sacred work of art. 

SNAP!

It’s the noise of the crop that startles him more than the sting, but still he jerks away on instinct, only to be stuck again, harder and in merciless succession.

“Again,” says Louis, and Armand complies. 

SNAP. 

“Again.”

SNAP.

“Again.”

SNAP.

Faster now.

“Again.” SNAP.

“Again.” SNAP.

“Again.” SNAP.

Deep breath.

“Again.” SNAP. “Again.” SNAP. “Again.” SNAP. “Again.” SNAP.

Silence. 

Louis can smell the adrenaline in his maker’s blood. He’s nearly there. 

It’s an exercise in trust, this agreement. Armand, the expert cipher, who can untangle the mess of thoughts hiding beneath that mane of yellow hair. And Louis the Romantic, who knows his lover’s limits by virtue of carving them out with his two bare hands. 

They move as one; Louis smooths his hand down Lestat’s thigh until he’s met with the thick angry welts, smearing his fingers across the trickling of blood only to offer his hand to Armand. 

Plump lips welcome those fingers with a soft hum as he settles in Lestat’s lap, sat astride his hips and towering over him with that unwavering gaze. He’s got Lestat pinned with one hand on his chest as he grazes his fang against Louis’ finger, whimpering as the first droplets land on his tongue. Louis and Lestat. Together. Twin flames reunited in the dark devotion of Armand’s mouth. Who else among them has done this, tasted master and fledgling as one? He swipes his tongue across the pad of Louis finger again and again, greedy, until some small noise pulls him from the swoon and he finds himself looking down at Lestat, who stares with wide glossy eyes and a wide open mouth.

“Look at you.” Armand tuts. He traces the outline of his jaw before bringing his thumb to Lestat’s lip, gently pushing until he can see the pearly white fang beneath. Slowly, he slides the pad of his thumb against the gumline, rubbing small persistent circles against the precious nerves where the fang meets the flesh. 

“Look at you” he says again, because honestly it bears repeating. Even from over his shoulder, Louis watches in rapt fascination, the way Lestat’s toes curl, the way his eyes cross and his back arches as Armand presses the pad of his thumb against the side of his fang, just enough to feel the plump flesh but not enough to slice through. 

It makes Louis’ heart stutter just watching.

“He wants to bite. Don’t you Lestat?” Louis observes, and the whining sound Lestat makes around Armand’s finger is utterly depraved. 

“Well, Louis?” Armand awaits his command. Patient, attentive, militant. 

Not yet, says Louis, in that voice Lestat cannot hear. 

And, as Armand’s hand retreats: “I really do like to watch him squirm.”

[crehador]

YES YES YES LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO BITE EACH OTHER'S DICKS OFF

[solusminds]

*slaps brain* This baby can hold so many AUs!

[whatdoessunshinetastelike]

can you just fucking 

[spinebuster]

adamjf & ao on dynamite rewatches while i eat my spicy chicken. happy wednesday. sparkle on.

[sasuketron]

a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort

[kiss2012]

DAN AND BLAIR DOING THE WHEN HARRY MET SALLY SPLIT SCREEN WATCHING THE SAME MOVIE IN THEIR OWN ROOMS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[1-800-simping]

i need spring to hurry up i hate the winter here

[muirneach]

eep so anyways i still dont know if i have school tomorrow but either way i AM going to the country im gonna have such a good time

[jerodiamond]

COOKING WITH THE ANCESTORS EP.1 - KRAFT DINNER AND SEASONED CHICKEN ON A...

[theconnollygroup]

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