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operahouses · 24 days
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Rich,  dark  woods  lined  the  walls  of  their  bedchamber,  their  intricate  carvings  illuminated  by  the  soft,  flickering  light  of  a  single  candle.  The  deep  burgundy  velvet  drapes  were  pulled  shut,  hinting  at  the  sunshine  outside.  Ornate  tapestries,  depicting  dramatic  historical  scenes,  enhanced  the  room's  moody  yet  luxurious  atmosphere.  Instead  of  a  traditional  bed,  their  room  featured  two  elegantly  crafted  coffins,  placed  side  by  side.
Til  death  do  us  part.
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Louis,  though  clearly  tired,  took  great  care  in  assisting  Lestat.  His  movements  were  slow  and  deliberate,  his  usually  sharp  eyes  heavy  with  drowsiness.  He  yawned,  lips  smacking  together  as  he  helped  Lestat  button  his  night  shirt.  Despite  his  own  weariness,  he  remained  focused  on  Lestat,  adjusting  the  fabric  with  a  tender  touch.
Les,  with  his  golden  hair  falling  in  gentle  disarray  and  his  features  softened  by  the  day’s  end,  looked  dreamlike  in  Louis’s  sleep-laden  fog.  Beautiful.  You’re  beautiful,  he  thought,  blinking  slowly  at  his  companion  like  a  purring  cat,  utterly  pleased. 
He  stifled  another  yawn  and,  with  a  sleepy  smile,  nudged  his  forehead  against  Lestat’s  shoulder.  “Wanna  share  a  coffin  tonight?”  Louis  asked,  voice  tinged  with  the  exhaustion  of  the  day.  “Cravin’  a  cuddle.  Envie de toi…”
@esurientcourt ~ a domestic starter | lestat de lioncourt
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deathmvrks · 16 days
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lestat called for a lyric based starter . @prescitia
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" my ' give a fucks ' are on vacation. " espresso | sabrina carpenter.
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a roll of his eyes and he placed the charcoal stick that he'd been using as eyeliner down. if he had to hear the older whine -- one. more . time. he was going to commit the fifth law... a twitch of the corner of his lip was given. " too bad your ex don't do it for ya. " santiago slowly turned in his chair to look at the blonde . " but do you have to come in here and interrupt my concentration ? i have a show to get ready for. "
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sheawakes · 5 days
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" and I watched a change in you. " | change by deftones. @prescitia
the queen watched with supernatural emeralds that bore into him. "I have been watching you for a long time ... ever since you drank from me --- I have felt your soul call to me. " her voice hummed - speaking with two from the body of one. "such ... tragedy ... such betrayal by the ones you love. " steps silent as she circled lestat - her body moving as if commanded by an otherworldly presence- the jingles of ancient metal , old and worn from the ages.
she was not in her era anymore.
long fingers took his hand into hers , bringing knuckles to blood stained lips. a betrayal of a king by herself. "do you want me to end them . right the wrong they did to you ?" She whispered against his skin , lips brushing against the pale - shuddering breathe.
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vyrulent · 10 days
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💃!
meme || @prescitia
It's natural reaction to grip his hand gently. She stands ready to follow his lead as she feels his arms wrap about her, as his much larger body towers over her much smaller frame. Smile beams. It's been longer than a century since Lucy Westenra has shared a dance with anyone.
She follows with ease, as if they've been dance partners for far longer than just tonight. She's a socialite, dancing has always been in her blood. Though, she was once accustomed to the large and immaculate parlors of the socialites of English society rather than in the comfortable living room of Lestat's lodging.
"My... what has brought about this?"
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operahouses · 23 hours
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respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.
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roleplayer name: miffy
roleplayer pronouns: she/her
muse name: louis de pointe du lac
preferred communication: discord
experience: ~10 years, on and off + new to the tumblr scene!
preferred roleplay type: 3-6 paragraphs, heavy setting description and solid dialogue with hurt/comfort and angst themes present
pet peeves & dealbreakers: god-modding, one-liners, sexuality-bending in canon gay/sapphic muses
plot or memes: memes help me generate ideas, so prolly memes
long replies or short replies: go big or go home!
best time to write: i think i peak from 6-8pm, but i’m really active on this account as it’s a hyperfixation of mine, so i’m writing all the time
are you like your muse?: catholic queer princess interested in art, speaks (conversational) french, bookworm thinking abt lestat, armand, claudia & daniel? no, no not at all…. /s
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tagged: @indiscrminately
tagging: @hechose @petitsdieu @senecalia @prescitia @hehymns @polarean @thanklessindubai @kidfrommodesto @lamourt @aranostra & anyone interested in participating!
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