Tag Archives: tickedtabbyflower

Willow had climbed the closest tree after dodging the massive hound nipping at her heels. Unfortunately, climbing the tree hadn’t been quick enough. The mutt had snapped onto her back leg and had only let go when he’d gotten a face full of claws and teeth. Climbing higher, she soon realized she knew the individual inside the house. Her little heart skipped a beat. “Lestat!” She let out a long yowl, hoping to get his attention.

Leave a comment

♛Lestat was contentedly supine on the couch when the barking outside increased. Ordinarily he’d just crank the volume on his music, but as he considered doing so, he caught the desperate plea, clearly from one of Louis’ cherished pets. He could sense the sharp pain the poor animal was experiencing, and leapt to his feet, scattering magazines.  

Flying out the door, he found a troubling scene: an enormous and slobbering beast still snapping for Willow! The monster had her fresh blood and tufts of fur on his quivering jowls. Lestat didn’t believe in animal cruelty… but this creature was sorely testing his resolve. 

He doesn’t seem like a friend of yours. Death penalty, Willow? Lestat asked her silently, the frightened look in her wide eyes burning him up inside.

*pounces foot before running away* ” Let the war begin!”

Leave a comment

tickedtabbyflower:

i-want-my-iwtv:

♛ *Eyes his attacker from across the room* “Evening, sugarpie. Is kittykins looking for a little ride in the air tonight?” *relaxes body more, tossing an arm over the back of the couch* “Iron Man’s on. You’ll have to do better than that.” *smirks, raises volume on the TV* 

*Jumps in front of the television before turning to Lestat* “You weren’t watching this, were you?” She asks, batting at the vase near the corner. As it crashed to the floor she looked up, orange eyes gleaming. “Oops. Hope you weren’t fond of that one.” She purred.

♛ He didn’t flinch. While she was far from blocking the 60 in. screen, it was obvious from her pacing and little noises that Willow was relentlessly hunting for attention. All these toys scattered about, she wanted none of them. Fortunately that vase was a gift from Daniel to Louis which Lestat had never really felt fit the decor. “I was not fond of that one, but I hope you are not planning on a grand redecoration, Fluffy.” What exactly did she want? 

*pounces foot before running away* ” Let the war begin!”

Leave a comment

♛ *Eyes his attacker from across the room* “Evening, sugarpie. Is kittykins looking for a little ride in the air tonight?” *relaxes body more, tossing an arm over the back of the couch* “Iron Man’s on. You’ll have to do better than that.” *smirks, raises volume on the TV* 

Got tagged~♥~

Leave a comment

i-want-my-iwtv:

Got tagged by redversaillesrose

(♛ Lestat here, darlings. Mun was tagged but I felt like answering these, so I am dictating these answers.)

1. Why did you choose your URL?

She chose it because she clearly wants her Interview w/ the Vampire. It’s actually a little twist on the old MTV slogan, “I want my MTV.” Currently she prefers her interviews to be with the one that wasn’t initially interviewed, c’est moi, mes amis.

2. What is your middle name?

I do have a middle name, Christophe Marie. The mun’s middle name is Dorothy. How very Wizard of Oz. 

3. If you could own a fairytale/fictional pet, what would it be?

I AM a fairytale pet! Hm… so many to choose from, and I don’t even know the full index of them all. I would say a beautiful little lady fairy, with endowments that would be fun to watch bounce *ahem*… a small winged dragon that I could take to the air with me. That is one thing Mojo (or any other dogs so far) unfortunately did not enjoy.

4. Favourite colour?

RED. GOLD. Gem tones in general. Creamy white. I must have several gray velvet blazers in my wardrobe at all times. 

5. Favourite song?

The great Bon Jovi’s ‘Livin’ on a Prayer’ is a close second to Springsteen’s ‘Secret Garden.’ 

Honorable mentions: Queen’s ‘We Will Rock You’, Chamillionaire – ‘Ridin’ ft. Krayzie Bone’

6. What are your top 3 fandoms?

I am just getting into Superwholock… just kidding just kidding, put your holy water and sharpened stakes down! Vampire Chronicles. It is my fandom, after all. Is there a Sam Spade fandom? A Blade Runner fandom? I shall start them.

7. Why do you enjoy Tumblr?

The drama in the coven The beautiful tribute artwork of myself, my loved ones, the written declarations of love to us! Who can resist that kind of production? I do also get alot out of the fashion, the pop culture, and the photography. Especially photography of sunrises, sunsets, vistas in the daylight *siiiigh.*

8) Tag 9 of your tumblr crushes (they have to do all 8 questions too) ((if you want to of course))

~~~> If I tagged an RP account, answer ic! ouo <~~~

tagging (in no particular order) vampchronfic, annabellioncourt, coldinhumanity, sheepskeleton, garama, teabq, damnitarmand, a-misunderstanding-my-love, tickedtabbyflower, vagabonddaniel, any anyone else who wants to do it!

Get it back to good (1561 words) by tickedtabbyflower [AO3]

Link

maestroderomanus:

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Vampire Chronicles – Anne Rice
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Characters: Armand (Vampire Chronicles), Daniel Molloy, Marius de Romanus
Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst
Summary:

Daniel ran after an epic fight over Armand’s past. Will light shed on the subject help them to get closer?

In a Daniel x Armand mood, so thought I’d reblog this story again.

Get it back to good (1561 words) by tickedtabbyflower [AO3]

Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this to ten of your favorite followers

Leave a comment

Awww thanks! I don’t usually do these but okayyyy u twisted my arm.

5 things I like about moi:

  1. My nails – they’re the envy of all the women in my family. And alot of my girl friends. 
  2. Stamina – I can be on my feet all day at art galleries, fueled only by coffee, icecream, and/or ART. 
  3. Voice – I have been told I have a euphonious voice *u*
  4. Sense of humor – well just look at my memeythings. 
  5. Taste – I like the finer things: marshmallow fluff, 90’s music, candles, a good book…

I don’t want to choose favorite followers, but anyone who follows me is welcome to do this!

Catfight : Lestat vs. Willow (ノ ゜Д゜)ノ ︵ ┻━┻

Link

tickedtabbyflower:

i-want-my-iwtv:

tickedtabbyflower:

i-want-my-iwtv:

tickedtabbyflower:

i-want-my-iwtv:

[Continued from this]

tickedtabbyflower:

‘Crap Crap Crap!!!!’ The cat barreled off the desk, causing the papers that were in neat piles to scatter in her wake. That’s it; it was time for drastic measures! She sulked in the corner for a moment, her pride damaged and her fur had lines of…

Willow was suspicious. Lestat never cooed to her unless…  Her eyes went wide as she bolted down the stairs. Wriggling her way under the couch Louis was normally on, she waited. This was the one room she’d never seen Lestat flip the furniture of. Who knew?  She stayed motionless, calming herself so she could follow the sounds of the blond vampire. She knew better than to think he’d given up the hunt, not after what she’d just done.

♛He had just gotten a few strokes in, emboldened by the very faint purring she could not contain. As Lestat inched closer, she knew the game, and FLED. Gritting his teeth, Lestat collected himself, and then followed her ONCE AGAIN. This chasing nonsense was becoming intolerable. He floated down the stairs as stealthily as possible, listening for her pulse.
 
The sound of her rapidly palpitating little heart was enticing, he might have very much enjoyed draining the life from it under these special circumstances, if he could get away with it sans punishment. Holiday decorations all around the flat served as a reminder that this was not the time to start a war with any of his little coven. However, there were more fun things than killing or bloodletting…
 
With a little thought, Lestat watched triumphantly as Willow was tugged by an invisible hand and suspended in the air, clawing at nothing! Would she care to take a spin? He considered this while settling down below her on the couch, keeping her helplessly treading afloat in midair.

The tabby was infuriated. Cats hated two things, being wet and stuck in midair. She’d only learned the last from Lestat and Armand when they could catch her. He’d even had the gall to sit right underneath her on the couch. She thought hard about giving him what humans had termed a “golden shower” but decided against it. One thing she did know was midair was one step away from flying and into what would just be circumstance. ‘I give I give! Put me down or I’ll call Danny!’ Her limits had been pushed. She hung there like a kitten being carried by its mother, waiting to see if Lestat would heed her yield or not. 

♛”Well look who’s mood has been elevated?“ Lestat didn’t even try to repress a giggle. The look on her face was one of submission. After floating her for another few minutes to drive the point home, he set her down beside him on the couch and raised a hand tentatively to pet her. Yes, a truce would be most desirable. If Daniel walked in to find them getting along then so much the better. Perhaps Lestat would even give her a sardine or two ❤

She waited for Lestat to rub her ears before huffing and making her way to his lap. ‘You’re a jerk, but I refuse to be a sore loser.’ She sent him mentally, getting up on his shoulders to lick his cheek before settling down in a ball on his lap. Oh, what would Danny say if he could see the rivalry settled down before the holidays? Could a vampire die from a heart attack? She mused over these questions as Lestat ran his hand down her back and rubbing her ears. Eventually, she fell asleep in her favorite rivals lap.

♛ He savored her quiet submission and gentlemanly obliged her when she headbumped his hand to encourage petting. "Who’s a good girl, hmmm?” he crooned as she curled up onto his lap, her soft fur just brushing the bare skin of his waist. Reclining further, he could see how some might call such an experience therapeutic; her paws kneaded at his legs as she arranged herself, and the rumbling purr was deeply satisfying. It seemed to sweep away some of his own nagging thoughts. “Isn’t this better than being at odds with eachother?”

What would Daniel think, were he to return and find Lestat this way, his designer jeans sprinkled with cat hair? Would he laugh and point to this as evidence, knowing how little Lestat cared for cats as a species, that Lestat had finally gone soft because of Willow? And more to the point, her insubordinate behavior? Then again, Lestat was naked to the waist, Daniel could probably be enticed into other lines of thought.

Still, it felt comforting to have this trusting creature sleeping on him. As he combed his nails gently through her fur, he was reminded of another small warm bundle that had once occupied his lap like this, Claudia. Now he began to tear up. Shameful how sweetly that memory stung. A night, in another life, when his own child felt safe and warm, sleeping with her father, as he combed her hair.

Catfight : Lestat vs. Willow (ノ ゜Д゜)ノ ︵ ┻━┻