#servant vampire

[lynnlyrae]

…… I think I read too many vampire related manga

[platoapproved]

armand & louis playing out echoes of his relationship with marius

[thomas-the-goat-of-satan]

it is LOONEY TUNES hysterical that Louis and Armand made the decision to bring Real Rashid out after the reveal. like, "hey, so I know that this would've been Super Fucking Weird already, had I just been pretending to be a regular guy, but also, just so you know, I was actually cosplaying a Real Dude this entire time. yeah, he's right here. he's gonna serve you scotch now."

[carveredlunds]

ASSAD ZAMAN as THE VAMPIRE ARMAND in INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE 2.08: AND THAT'S THE END OF IT. THERE'S NOTHING ELSE

[ms-boogie-man]

Ahem…

Speed Round 2:

The Democrats are already planning to not certify the 2024 election… Rep. Jaime Raskin (D. MD) is already calling for riots.

They burned up Maui and huge swaths of California with overhead DEW lasers. They rioted and burned America during fake-outrage riots over the drug overdose-death of a known criminal. They brought us COVID 19. They toxified part of Ohio with a train derailment. They flooded the Appalachians with a very unlikely hurricane which has turned red, Trump supporting areas into what will likely be very non-voting zones

… and now these assholes are threatening us??!!

A reminder: politicians are actually public servants that work for us. They serve us; we do not serve them. Politicians do not tell us who we may or may not elect

… and if our politicians are telling us who we may or may not elect, it is likely due to those politicians being corrupt, Luciferian kid-touchers who are trying to hide a ton of shit from us

Angie/Maddie🦇❥✝︎🇺🇸

[devilsminion73worlddomination]

Happy alleged birthday to my beautiful wife

a study cuz I don't have time for anything else

[beedalee]

"this was supposed to be a warm-up" drawing of my V Rising-sona. I called her Moonlight to go with naf's Sunset. it's a fun game!!! 🦇

[captain-noir]

‘louis should go to therapy’ and ‘louis should work on himself’ and ‘louis deserves better than lestat’ are for the boring, conventional yellow bellied normies. i sincerly hope he gets worse. i hope he sells everyone he loves and cares for down the river for lestat’s radioactive dick. i hope he turns into the most predatory vampire akasha accused him of being and i hope he does it with a twinkle in his eyes

[captain039]

The lords servant

Astarion x reader

Warnings: plus size reader, light swearing, vampire things, sexual, first times, eventual smut, self consciousness, anxiety

It was your first day working in this magnificent mansion. One of the many lords of Baldurs gate lived here. Lord Astarion Ancunin, rather quiet and lived in solitude of his mansion, rarely coming out in any occasion, though once a year he held a grand party, the grandest in the city, none of the other lords dared compete. You were one of ten servants who kept the house clean and running. You had servants quarters, rather luxury one at that, the bed was extra comfortable and you had a divider between each of the beds. It was your first offical day, you’d been here for two days settling in and getting shown where everything was and how things worked. You were to start with cleaning the main hall today. You grabbed your supplies and headed to the main hall, the place was clean already, but apparently it needed more attending to, so you did as asked. You were in your head as you cleaned, too busy with your thoughts that you didn’t even notice the lord on the stairs smirking at you till you turned around. You had jumped a mile at his presence and apologised, head bowed.

“I didn’t hear you approach my lord” you said and heard him chuckle lightly as he walked to you.

“Quite alright, you seemed miles away” he said before you felt his finger under your chin to lift your head up. You stared a little shocked as he smiled, his red eyes captivating you instantly.

“You’re new yes?” He asked the smile still gracing his lips.

“Yes my lord, I arrived two days ago” you nodded avoiding his eyes.

“Hm, your name? I’m afraid I don’t oversee our new servant hirings” he said and you told him your name. He repeated it and you swore a shiver ran up your spine.

“Hopefully your stay here is long” he grinned and you flushed looking to the floor.

“I will work as long as I can I hope, lodgings here are quite comfortable” you joked, but it came out nervous making you curse yourself silently.

“Oh? I do intend my servants to be well provided for, an unhappy servant is a useless one” he hummed.

“Thank you sir, it is quite generous of you” you nodded.

“My lord” you heard the butler speak as he rushed down the stairs.

“What is it now Daenan?” The lord sighed.

“We’ve received a letter” the butler said obviously holding some secret, but it wasn’t your business.

“Ah excellent, excuse me darling, i must attend to this” he said, your whole body going warm at the pet name.

“Of course my lord” you nodded.

“I’ll see you again no doubt” he smiled before leaving and you felt a sigh of relief leave you. Gods he was handsome, pale hair oddly red eyes, beautiful features, most elves were beautiful, but he seemed to take the crown almost. You continued your day of cleaning, washing dishes and doing what the head servant said. Strange thing was the lord didn’t have any meals, no dinner was prepared, only the servants ate. You thought nothing of it, perhaps he had meals brought to his room or office for privacy.

The night came rather quickly, only candles lighting the mansion now, not that it mattered, the curtains were heavy and always closed, perhaps he was sensitive to the sun, most elves were more sensitive to things than humans. You had done your last round as asked going down the hall back to the servants room only to be stopped by a noise. You frowned a bit seeing a door slightly open and shallow breathing filling your ears. You froze cheeks ablaze as you went to retreat the other way. This was the only way to the quarters though! Damn the gods were cruel this night. You moved very slowly and quietly hearing soft moans from a woman, you kept your eyes to the ground, for some reason you looked up though, instantly regretting it. The lord had a woman pressed against the wall, his face in her neck, her skirt bunched up at her stomach, his hips moving into hers. You quickly looked away and practically ran back to the quarters noticing one bed empty, Elra’s.

Morn came and you heading to the kitchen to await orders.

“New girl” the head servant Vera cocked her head to you. You went to her as the other servants left.

“Lords asked you to his quarters” she said and left without explanation. Oh gods it’s only been one day and you’ve already messed up. You dreaded the whole walk there before knocking on his office door.

“Come in” he called voice too inviting. You walked in closing the door softly and kept your head down.

“You sent for me, my lord?” You said hands clasped in front of you. You heard him rise from his chair and his footsteps come closer to you, before you saw boots in your view.

“I did” he said finger tilting your chin up again. His eyes looked brighter in the fire lit room, something swirling in him, his skin seemed richer too.

“Have I done something wrong, my lord?” You asked and he shook his head smiling.

“Of course not my dear” he chuckled softly.

“I only want to ask a question” he said turning away from you and going to his desk.

“Did you see anything last night?” He asked and your whole body tensed as you replayed the memory in your mind.

“No my lord, all was quiet” you lied hoping he wouldn’t catch on.

“Excellent, quiet is what we like” he smirked looking to you again.

“That is all, you can breathe and go” he chuckled sitting back down.

“Oh- yes my lord, have a good day” you bowed your head and quickly left, if you had a tail it’d be tucked between your legs. You breathed out a big sigh as you went back to the kitchen to receive new orders.

Your days were normal, mainly cleaning of the mansion, attending to the garden, washing the dishes, making food for yourself and the other servants, but never the lord. Whether he received special food from another cook, you didn’t know. You were always the last one to make rounds around the house, the lord was rather keen on keeping his home in order, gods forbid someone dare try to break in. Problem was one your way back his office door always seemed slightly ajar and you always heard the low breathing and moans of one of the other servants, his head hurried in their necks, hips moving against theirs, pure pleasure on their faces. It made you heat up and dart away, it was hard to avoid, you’d always shield your eyes now and tiptoe by before bolting the rest of the way. During the day the master practically lived in his study, his butler delivering letters and other things in and out.

You had finished your rounds once again, checking everything before heading to your quarters. You kept your head down and eyes shielded as you approached the lords room.

“What are you hiding from?” You jolted in surprise seeing him standing outside the door, arms crossed with a smirk on his face.

“Uh-“ you quickly moved your hand cursing silently.

“Nothing my lord, I was um-“ you thought about a lie and gave up seeing his smirk still plastered on your face.

“You know hearing you tip toe by then bolt is rather amusing” he said and you felt your cheeks go red hot.

“Why not indulge in ourselves why we’re here, have a little fun, I know they certainly enjoy it” He said playfully and you kept your eyes to the ground wishing the ground would swallow you up. Gods this was embarrassing you should’ve just slept in one of the spare rooms, no one would notice if you got back early.

“Why do you keep those pretty eyes down” you froze as his finger lifted your chin up again and you stared at his Ruby eyes.

“Oh I see” he had a grin on his face, what did he see? Your dying embarrassment.

“Has a man never touched you?” He asked voice low and husky making a shiver run up your spine.

“Or woman perhaps?” He added and you shook your head moving your head from his chin and looking to the ground in shame. Why would anyone touch you? Did he not have good eye sight? You were hideous.

“Please excuse me my lord” you said voice shaky.

“Oh, of course” he said as you gave one last glance to his confused face as you left.

You sighed going to the shared bathroom. You stripped your clothes, wrapped a towel around your body and began to run the water. You sighed looking in the mirror and pinching your cheeks. You looked down your body, the towel almost too small for it, you groaned quietly looking away from the mirror quickly not wanting to get lost in that hole. You poured some scented oil in the bath before stopping the water. You laid your towel on the chair by the mirror and stepped into the bath with a sigh. The warm water soothed your muscles as you closed your eyes and leant back. Images flashed through your mind though, your body pressed against a cold wall, a hand pleasuring you, lips marking your neck and a warm body against yours. White hair tickling your nose as he whispered praises in your ear.

You jolted eyes opening and staring, gods what was wrong with you?! This was your lord! The one you served. He wouldn’t see you in that way, not with the way your looks and body were, he was teasing that’s all, you were easy prey.

You washed your body before hoping out the bath and drying. You brushed your hair before putting on a nightgown and going to bed. You wouldn’t be easy prey, not anymore.

Next part ->

[chicalepidoptera]

Part 4/? of this ask: Daniel reaching out to his younger self in the mirror.

This one was inspired by The Servant (1963) movie poster which is very Devil's Minion coded if you ask me 👀

[moneycheats]

silas straud / alice lockwood

[bishonenvoicedbyadyke]

in fiction i love love love the "master/slave" dynamic but with a hegelian twist. when the master is relying so much on the servant for survival and self conceptualisation he is effectively completly dependent on him. and from the dependence springs subservience... but also the servant has been completly consumed by his role his only solace is the pleasure he takes holding power over someone who was supposed to be dominating him :)

[multifan-dump]

thinking about how IWTV loves to play with the theme of master and servant. thinking especially about that “yes, maître” and how armand’s first appearance onscreen, for almost the entire duration of s1, is in the role of louis’s “rashid.” thinking about how, when I first watched s1, it jarred me a little to see the authoritative, almost imperious way louis spoke to “rashid,” even after having endured to lestat’s tyranny himself, not to mention the tyranny of white people. it jarred me even more to realize that that had actually been armand—the ostensible love of his life—taking louis’s orders, bowing his head, saying things like, “I serve a god.” was that a strange and uncomfortable performance for the ancient leader of the paris coven? or was it perfectly natural for someone whose past means he defaults to the role of the subordinate, the submissive, the servant? is the relationship between the master louis and the servant rashid in fact the truest, rawest representation of the core dynamic between louis and armand?

[kirarahoshii]

armand pretending to be rashid is so unnecessary but hilarious. he could have just chosen a different name. he didn’t have to do all that.

do you think armand was crying to louis like “nooo my love please let me play dress up as our servant pleasepleaseplease you don’t understand it’s necessary for the bit pleeeease”?

[nashvillethotchicken]

I love when people say lestat is jobless (true) as a way to compare him to Armand, who is gainfully employed (huh?). Armand hasn't seen a w2 since the Eisenhower administration. What job does armand have in Dubai beside psychosexual roleplay and ipad?

[blood-ology]

Screaming and biting things thinking about interview with the vampire season 2