Nobody listened to the rules. It clearly said URLS. Plural. Here’s a few for you to work on: mine is a given obviously, primusdux, lestattheonetruepope, asavagegardenindeed, and iam-yourqueen. ALSO. This applies to your answers: ◎.

merciful-death:

Send me URLs and I'll talk about them
Put ◎ in my ask. My muse will answer any question you ask them. Even if it's secret.
devilsviolinist

Nicolas baffles me.  I have no qualms with him nor a particular interest in him.  It bothers me that he seems to view me as his replacement and insists on fighting me constantly.  I do not care that Lestat loves him—Lestat loves many.  I feel as though if he were to let go of his bitterness we might become friends.

ooc; Yeah, I dunno where to start.  You mean a ton to me and have very quickly become an important person in my life.  I always enjoy our conversations and look forward to talking to you.  I feel like I can be myself around you without being judged and it means more than you or anyone else could possibly imagine.  I feel a sense of belonging with you and that’s something I rarely feel with people.  You’re a genuinely good person who cares deeply for others and you try to bring people together.  And you’re super honest, which also means a whole lot to me.  I WORRY THIS WILL COME OFF CLINGY OR CREEPY LOL.  I’m really looking forward to New Orleans with you and everyone in the fall.

primusdux

Ah.

I do not know where to begin.

I love and loathe Lestat.  I suppose I should say that he became the world for me in my twenty-fifth year, that I loved him the moment he appeared at my bedside.  I spent the next sixty-some years fighting that emotion, arguing with him yet submitting more often than I’d preferred.  Six decades and I had not come to terms with my own feelings for him, of which I hated.  I despised all that he hid from me, the knowledge withheld, and yet as I have stated before, his charm is overwhelming.  It took the littlest action to have me in his arms.

I believed for many years that he had perished by my hand in the theatre.  Armand, ever eager to have me, lead me to believe such and I never questioned—humorous, because I did nothing but press Lestat with my curiosities.  A combination of Lestat’s demise (in my mind) along with Claudia’s left me detached, and for a century, I merely existed, wandering about the world with Armand beside me, and then alone.

Lestat’s music roused me, and upon seeing him once more, I felt as though I had resumed living.  And yet the two decades following were more difficult than not.

I worry for him constantly.

ooc; BAE. ouo The mun is A+, super nice, idk just really awesome.  She’s a super talented writer and I love all of her accounts so much.  I JUST WISH SHE WASN’T SO BUSY SO WE COULD CHAT MORE. >:c

lestattheonetruepope

Non.

asavagegardenindeed

ooc; YEAH LOUIS ALREADY ANSWERED LESTAT, SO.  But yes, the mun seems like a sweetheart and I’d love to interact with them more! ❤

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