//”Oh, hush now. Be a bood boy, open up and drink.” Armand decided that it was time for Nicolas to take a break from composing, since the musician tends to forget to feed and then proceeds to breaking havoc in the streets of Paris once he realizes he’s half starved. Of course, the Grand Maître can’t have that and, out of the pure kindness of his heart, shares some blood. He doesn’t need an excuse to pin him down, okay?
“No, no, don’t let my vulnerable heart share in this sacrifice to lust!
Let him disgust me before pleasing me! Let him be what others have been,
an instrument that I can break before becoming the echoes of its
vibration.”
I’ve dubbed this piece, “Louis Clearly Hasn’t Yet Read Armand’s Théâtre des Vampires Chapters.” I was so surprised and overwhelmed by all the love the wip for this piece received here that I dug out my ruined sketbook and used what was left to finish it properly. I’m fairly certain you all have helped to revive my art muse and for that I thank you!
Since this one is NSFW I’ve posted it here on my fandom blog, but my art blog is @kmcgeijyutsuka I also have a DeviantArt.
(better known as a kink meme, but it doesn’t have to be kinky lmao)
💖 might be happening in december if ppl are interested!! 💖
right now i’m just asking around to see how many ppl would be interested in this, so pls reblog/comment/whatever if you are!
how it works, in a nutshell: ppl anonymously prompt things they want to see in fic or art. other people anonymously write the fic or make the art. prompts can be anything from armand/daniel kink to “fake dating mortal au” to “quiet night in at rue royale”. (if you don’t want to be anon, you don’t have to, of course. the anon is to avoid flaming, shaming, and being sued by anne.)
Yassss a VC kinkmeme for December! Should warm up those cold bodies of yours…
226 years ago, I accidentally stumbled across you in a sordid little inn by the waterfront. Since that moment, my life has never been quite the same.
I love you. Stupidly, foolishly, against both of our better instincts. Thank you for ignoring your better judgement and coming back to me, again and again and again.
So…You wanted a bath? Let’s have a bath.
Ah, and so lucky for you, that I have such poor judgement. I love you too, mon coeur.
One could hardly turn down such a proposition, given the breathtaking view.
You even trusted me enough to have candles beside the bath. I am flattered.
I-want-my-IWTV 