Rating: Mature! Words: 4295 Pairing: Lestat/Louis Summary: Bday BDSM, this time for Lestat’s bday. Got weirder, oops.
Supplemental Material: Title borrowed from Type O Negative but it’s like, a silent track and I’m being a troll. Mostly because this creative process was brought to you by super Type O vibes like Creepy Green Light and Love You to Death but the lyrics on those songs don’t work for me AT ALL!!! But I still want a nod to Type O/Type O Bday Motif thing so. Deal with it.
Notes: A DAY LATE cause I do way too much research over dumb shit that no one will notice lmao. Huge s/o to @sangcreole / @covenofthearticulate / @theballadofmrslovett for giving me some advice on FRENCH STUFF ur the best thnx pal.
That was beautiful
It really was! Also—so glad Louis was referred to as an “equerry” of Lestat’s and not a “consort,” like that damn Wikipedia page.
A Lestat birthday fic that really encompasses a likely possibility of what occurred this last Tuesday.
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