Lestat had barely grazed his wrist, drinking now from the tiniest wound, but every motion of the blood leaving his body prompted the greatest pain, a dizzying sensation…
I rarely reblog RP bc I’m not always sure the RPers policy on it, but this is SO GOOD that it bears sharing. Such good RP between merciful-death and primusdux!
send a ‘✌' for a gizoogled confession.Yo crazy-ass immaturitizzle astoundz me, Nicolas. I had hoped dat if I was ta eva hook up you, we might become playaz of sorts, fo’ you question tha way dat I do. It disturbs me dat you view me ta be yo’ replacement when dat aint tha case. Lestat falls up in ludd quicker than what tha fuck is imaginable ta you or I.
Yo crazy-ass mockery angers me n’ I lash out, feelin as though I be bein dragged down ta yo’ level. I wish dat it would cease. There is lil point ta dat shit.
Yo crazy-ass immaturitizzle astoundz me, Nicolas.
THIS WHOLE THING IS KILLING ME OK
“One moment the world is as it is. The next, it is something entirely different. Something it has…There’s a new Pandora! Follow!
PANDORA!
((Independent RP blog for Gabrielle de Lioncourt from The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice.
RP account tracks the tag “viaticumforthemarquise”))
OMG you guys, new Gabrielle RP! Go play w/ her ❤
Talk to others, RP with them and get to know them for yourself instead of passing judgement, spreading rumours and laughing with the crowd. You never know what sort of person might be on the other end of your misconceptions, and how they might suffer from your blind, second-hand and unfounded judgement, ostracism and hate.
Yesterday I took a photo of my legs using vscocam. I used the preset C1 and started fumbling around with the tweaks. I accidentally came across the ability to see my veins if I underexposed the shot and lowered the temperature slightly. Fucking awesome right?
so insane what you can do with a camera, brilliant!
Gentle reminder to vampires: the neck & wrist are not the only places to bite 😉
Send my muse one of the following and my muse will write up a starter for yours reacting to what was said. [All sentences can be found in The Vampire Lestat, by Anne Rice]
- “I never lie, at least not to those I don’t love.”
- “Oh, my darling, wish you were here!”
- “You will be, always and forever alone!”
- “You deserved everything that’s ever happened to you”
- “I want to go home.”
- “You sense my loneliness..”
- “I don’t deserve to be loved.”
- “I don’t believe in anything!”
- “We’re going to die and not even know.”
- “What did I say last night?”
- “You’re the mad one.”
- “Save your kisses for the world, little one.”
- “Who cares?”
- “I didn’t tell her…”
- “But, I think she knew…”
- “We were supposed to go down.”
- “It was what I wanted…”
- “All a misunderstanding, my love..”
- “It has nothing to do with goodness!”
- “You’re a liar, a contemptible liar”
- “It is petty!”
- “You are God’s fool, that’s what you are.”
- “You may have it, if you wish.”
- “You turned everything upside down!”
- “I despise you.”
- “But I am done with you.”
- “Come, my beauties, come.”
- “He’s made his choice.”
- “He didn’t know. He doesn’t know still …”
- “Let him go…”
- “But now I have to find that devil…”
- “He watches…”
- “God only knows what he will do…”
- “No, no, my dearest one..”
- “You know it was the damnedest luck.”
- “Devil!”
- “Surely you know what they’re doing.”
- “What can I do to make you love me?”
- “But take me with you.”
- “I don’t know how to exist here now.”
- “Is there nothing outside yourself you would respect?”
- “I might have destroyed you tonight.”
- “That you never could have done.”
- “I curse you!”
- “Let her be!”
- “Oh, but it’s always a travesty, don’t you see?”
- “I don’t want to hear this. It means nothing”
- “Don’t you see your error?”
- “You are a fool.”
- “Don’t say any more…”
- “You make me hate you. Is that what you want?”
- “Unlike her, you cannot stand to be alone.”
- “Who else can understand your suffering?”
- “What do you want? Really want?”
- “Don’t be a fool for the Devil, darling.”
- “To be godless is probably the first step to innocence..”
- “It’s just the card I drew.”
- “You better not die…”
- “You might actually go to hell.”
- “Monsieur, what’s the matter!”
Hmmm, still kind of too broad. I could write books on that subject, which would conflict w/ my day job.
You should go to the Lestat RPers. Some even have a page for headcanon stuff, like askthebratprince. Other Lestat RPers I’ve seen and enjoy watching (in no special order):
eternallyfabulousbratlestat, monsieur-le-rockstar, maestrolestat, gorgeous-fiend, princelestat, primusdux, asavagegardenindeed, lestattheonetruepope
I’ll try to share my own headcanon at some point, I’ll tag it as iwantmyiwtvheadcanon, so you can search that tag later. Really though, go for those RPers, they’ll satisfy you better than I can 😉
Send me URLs and I'll talk about themPut ◎ in my ask. My muse will answer any question you ask them. Even if it's secret.devilsviolinistNicolas 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.
primusduxAh.
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
lestattheonetruepopeNon.
asavagegardenindeedooc; YEAH LOUIS ALREADY ANSWERED LESTAT, SO. But yes, the mun seems like a sweetheart and I’d love to interact with them more! ❤
TRUTH SERUM!
For the next 5 hours, my muse cannot lie about a n y t h i n g.His mouth.
As he himself has described, it is impossibly expressive. It is certainly true that his emotions can be seen in his ever-changing eyes as well, but it is his mouth that he molds so perfectly to his mood.
His smile can charm any man or woman he encounters—myself included—giving him this image of some suave youth that’s holding a mystery you cannot quite grasp, yet so entirely desire. He needs not employ the Mind Gift on any of his victims of the little drink; all that is required is his smile.
Lestat pouts when he is upset or simply wishing to achieve something. He is well aware of how I cannot bare that ridiculously childish look upon his face. When he cannot win me over with that “shit eating grin,” as it would be called, he will pout. I am ultimately a “sucker” for it. I will disregard whatever previously held my attention with a sigh of exasperation before giving him that attention.
When irritated, he will set his lips in the finest line. An argument can be predicted by that stillness.
He can look quite intimidating when angered, which is another matter that he has written of himself. But it is not simply his “generous mouth” which gives that impression, of course. His entire face morphs into a look of rage. It is rare that even I encounter it; we’ve only had such intense fights a handful of times throughout our history.
Ah, but a description would be incomplete without noting all that his mouth is capable of as well. While his grins and pouts might throw me into submission, the way his lips work upon my skin win me over to him completely, of which he is also utterly aware. He will kiss behind my ears, trail down to my neck, whispering this and that all the way. We will share a kiss between one another, sometimes rough, other times slow and passionate, and it is in those moments that I can do nothing but give myself over to him. I ponder then if eternity could be comprised only of his lips upon my every inch of skin.
I can hardly blame those many that fall in love with him. He is, unfortunately, irresistible at times. A true Casanova, Lestat is.
I-want-my-IWTV 