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the funniest thing is i generally don't INTEND to write my characters as aromantic (with the exception of atticus who was created that way from the start). it just kind of happens as a natural extension of the things i find interesting about relationships/etc, the conflicts i like to explore (unrequited love is a big one), and so on. so here we are skdfjnsdj
same with asexuality tbh. a lot of my characters aren't asexual in the way that i personally tend to define asexuality, which is an orientation characterised by a lack of sexual attraction - it's not an orientation for many of them, it's a behavioural tendency. generally it's "i do feel sexual attraction, but i don't really care about having sex/it does nothing for me", or "i feel sexual attraction, but i have such baggage around sex (for whatever reason) that i either don't have it, don't like having it, or have a very complicated relationship with it".
like. cid is not asexual, but he does not usually have sex. he feels attraction and has a libido, but he's so touch-averse that he doesn't enjoy or want sex 99% of the time (which is part of why he and meek work so well) AND he also requires an element of violence/pain with it if he's going to have it at all (which is why he and corinth work so well). could you read him as ace? yeah, if you wanted to! do i use that word to describe him? no.
admittedly, this is partly because as an asexual person with a... complicated... relationship to sexuality myself, i get kind of tired of the interpretation that "does not have/want sex=asexual" AND of "asexual=doesn't feel attraction but will still have sex" AND of "asexual=both of the above". those are all perfectly valid ace experiences but i like it when it's complicated, and i also think that people forget that you don't have to be asexual to not want, enjoy, or have sex... and also that sexual trauma doesn't always cause asexuality... but that's. a whole other thing...
corinthian also isn't necessarily asexual; he feels sexual attraction (though it's tied to hunger and murder for him) AND he chooses to have sex sometimes, buuut he doesn't always feel attraction in the same way humans do and sex sometimes does nothing for him in of itself and he has a complicated relationship with it in all of his verses [for different reasons depending on the verse], etc etc. but again, could he be read that way? yes absolutely, and it's kind of on purpose!
gestures. i'm just rambling at this point skjdfnkjsdf.
meanwhile atticus is just fully aromantic and mykonos is just fully asexual. yay!
"Might I trouble you for an autograph?"
Lucy's tone contained trepadation and hope in mixed measure- a shy smile as she offered Louis a shelfworn copy of [REDACTED].
How had she gotten it? She had her ways.
"I'm sorry if this seems forward, I've come quite a long way to meet you."
A tightness rose in his throat, a warning against a swell of unwelcome feeling; he smiled at her, lips pursed inward, quelling the animal panic that threatened to grab hold of him at the sight of that faded, red cover. He had never read it. Had not been able to stomach it, this distorted, half-remembered tale, a tale he had not wanted Molloy to publish, that he had only truly remembered as he was actively telling it. Who knew how much of his raw soul Daniel had put down on paper? How much of it distorted, filtered through not just Louis' broken memory or Claudia's teenage diaries, but Daniel's own view of what he thought had really happened?
"Oh, I didn't--I didn't write it, I just talked. Mr Molloy's the one you want. But sure." He smiled, an apologetic affectation, but he took the book from her anyway. It was worn. Old. Maybe one of the first copies; there had been so many since. "You got a pen? Wasn't exactly expectin' to sign anything this evening..."
you 👆 (i dont have the pointing-at-the-viewer emoji rn) should come be nice to louis in my inbox and/or like/reply to this post for him to come be nice to you. specify muse(s) or i'll blow this place up.
thank you rue for the inspiration lmao. here's the things i'm including from s3:
"i still wish you were a woman" "me too, sometimes" <- I'VE BEEN SAYINGGGGGG. transtat is real. to me.
aaaand that's it! #mynothing
i can confirm with 90% certainty that s3 is not canon for my vampires lol. they would not fucking do/say/think/react like that etc etc
[ BRUSH ]: sender brushes a strand of hair out of receiver's face. / FROM KEELEY FOR LESTAT
He tosses his mane of hair back for her, lets her brush away the last strand or two, her nails just-barely catching on his ear before her hand comes away again. Some people talk about finding comfort behind a 'mask' of cosmetics on their skin, their true selves safe behind glitter and glam, but Lestat finds no such safety in it. Makeup--this makeup, carefully applied by Keeley's expert hand in a style she felt would suit him--exposes him. It is honest and deliberate and it offers no shield of irony to hide behind.
He tips his head back slightly, flutters his darkened eyelashes. Has not given himself more than a cursory glance in the mirror she provided.
"Your verdict, madame?"
everything is annoying today. everything. / from daniel for lestat (not said: especially you)
Lestat's smile is too wide at first, schooled slowly into something smaller but no less dangerous. He pulls the dark, silky robe he's wearing tighter around his waist, ties it, settles down on the other end of the couch Daniel's on instead of in the old man's lap. For once. For now. The tour bus reeks of last night's misadventures.
"Careful, Dan. You'll hurt my feelings."
✱˚。⋆ ↪ THE 𝐒TAGES OF 𝐈NTIMACY. a collection of various action prompts centered around the varying stages of intimacy. feel free to adjust as desired. heavily mature content, dni with this post if you are under 18, & DO NOT use these prompts for non-con scenarios. )
SETTINGS.
[01.] finding privacy in a cramped dressing room.
[02.] cramming into the backseat of a car together.
[03.] slipping into the lonesome alleyway behind the bar for "time alone".
[04.] pulling them away from a party after hours of relentless teasing.
[05.] getting handsy under the table at a fancy dining establishment.
[06.] taking the long way home and pulling over on a dark stretch of road.
[07.] staying behind at the venue after everyone else has left.
[08.] the hotel room door barely clicks shut before hands are on them.
[09.] a tent in the middle of nowhere where no one can hear anything.
NEW TERRITORY.
[10.] finding yourself staring at their mouth and getting caught.
[11.] pulling back from a kiss to look at them, then immediately going back in.
[12.] memorizing the shape of them for the first time with your palms.
[13.] that exploratory first kiss, reserved and shy.
[14.] a gentle first kiss that morphs into intense want.
[15.] feeling the shape of their body through their clothes.
[16.] asking for permission to remove one of their garments.
[17.] finally succumbing to the thick tension & colliding feverishly.
[18.] fumbling with buttons or zippers because your hands won't stop shaking.
[19.] admitting out loud that you've been thinking about this for a while.
HEATING UP.
[20.] pulling them into your lap in the midst of a heated kiss.
[21.] discovering that they're wearing [ GEAR / LINGERIE ] under their clothes.
[22.] kissing away from their lips, down the length of their neck.
[23.] desperately grinding on them through layers of clothing.
[24.] dirty talking directly into their ear to turn them on even further.
[25.] pushing them onto a piece of furniture before straddling them.
[26.] lifting them onto the countertop while making out.
[27.] tugging their hair to expose more of their throat to your mouth.
[28.] the wrecked way they say your name for the first time.
[29.] fabric tearing because neither of you has the patience for buttons.
[30.] removing an obstacle of clothing with your teeth.
UNRAVELING.
[31.] biting down on their shoulder to muffle how good it feels.
[32.] the sound they make when you find the spot that undoes them.
[33.] begging without any trace of pride left and meaning every word.
[34.] their composure cracking for the first time, they finally stop holding back.
[35.] repeating "don't stop" like it's the only language left in their mouth.
[36.] leaving possessive marks in places only they'll see.
[37.] whispering "look at me" right before you take them apart.
[38.] trying to be quiet and failing, so they clamp a hand over your mouth.
[39.] flipping positions so fast neither of you remembers who initiated it.
[40.] their nails dragging down your back hard enough to sting later.
[41.] being told to open your mouth and doing it before the sentence is finished.
[42.] having your hands pinned above your head.
[43.] the desperate scramble to get closer when there is no closer to get.
COMING DOWN.
[44.] fingers lazily tracing the marks they just left on your skin.
[45.] pulling the blanket over both of you without being asked.
[46.] that silent, dazed smile when they catch your eye across the pillow.
[47.] the shaky laugh when neither of you can remember where your shirt is.
[48.] going to get water and bringing a glass back for them without asking.
[49.] lying chest to chest, feeling their heartbeat slow back down against yours.
[50.] the quiet "hey" that means something completely different now.
[51.] "come here" said softly — not urgently. just wanting them close again.
[52.] the reluctant moment of untangling.
"Your boyfriend is evil!" "Your boyfriend is cruel and horrifying!" Well, he's a joy to me. Maybe it's a you problem.
me being strangled by someone who rightfully wants me dead: lmaooo i can't believe how bad u wanna fuck me
silly cidrinthian facts for today because i have no braincells and you will instead hear about my canon/oc ship:
cid occasionally calls him "blondie". mostly the second, affectionately, but he did occasionally call the first that in a more derogatory/annoyed manner.
corinth picks up cid's accent a little when they spend too much time together. with the second, it can sometimes sound like a little of his predecessor's accent is slipping through to the untrained ear, but if you listen closely you might notice that he lacks the first's characteristic "talking almost from the back of his mouth/through his teeth" kind of clenched quality to his voice.
(except, of course, for when the first IS coming through in his voice...)
cid steals things off of corinth's plate whenever they eat together, which is often. corinth1 used to take him to fancy restaurants just for the pleasure of watching him a) make a mess, and b) kill and eat everyone in the place afterwards. he was FASCINATED by cid's gluttony for violence and the way that it was a) so at odds with the rest of him, and b) a strange inversion of the way most creatures like cid tend to justify themselves. most of them go "it's a biological need, i HAVE to do this to eat :(" to justify gratuitous violence. cid, when they first met, was very much in denial of that and believed it was just a reflection of Him Being A Monster TM In More Ways Than One, rather than an actual physical condition. if that makes any sense.
cid will never admit to himself that he likes the second corinth better than the first, even if it takes him a long time to get there. the second corinth will never admit to cid that he misses the more unhinged, feral version of cid he remembers from his predecessor's memories.
Cruel Intentions (1999) | Sentence Prompts
feel free to change words and pronouns as needed.
“He told me loved me, and I believed him.”
“Jesus Chris! How could you be so stupid?”
“He was just so charming, and kept saying how I had killer legs, and how he wanted to photograph them, and things just got completely out of hand.”
“How do you do it? Where do you get your strength?”
“Everybody loves me, and I intend to keep it that way.”
“How are things down under? Blossoming, I hope.”
“I didn’t know it was asshole day at the (last name) house.”
“When I’m through with (name), she’ll be the premier tramp of the (location) area.”
“You amaze me.”
“It’s okay for guys like you and (name) to fuck everyone but when I do it, I get dumped for innocent little twits like (name).”
“God forbid I exude confidence and enjoy sex.”
“Oh, she’s daddy’s little angel, a paradigm of chastity and virtue.”
“Now tell me are you in, or are you out?”
“(Name), the only thing you’ll be riding is me.”
“About that little wager of yours, count me in.”
“In English; I’ll fuck your brains out.”
“Most people are sheep.”
“How can someone so charming be so manipulative?”
“Even more treacherous than he is attractive, he has never uttered a single word without some dishonorable intention.”
“I don’t know. Relationships seem too distracting. I’d rather concentrate on my studies.”
“You know what your problem is? You take yourself way too seriously.”
“I hate it when things don’t go my way.”
“It’s okay, you can laugh, I promise I won’t tell anyone.”
“How dare you treat me with such disrespect!”
“My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible.”
“But that would make me a slut, wouldn’t it?”
“(Name), everybody does it; it’s just that nobody talks about it.”
“You’re telling me you had the chance to fuck her and you didn’t? God, are you a chump.”
“I can’t win with you.”
“If you must know, yes. I can’t stand that holier-than-thou bullshit, and yet, I’m completely infatuated with her.”
“Well let me tell you something, people don’t change overnight.”
“You were going to leave school a legend, now you’re going to leave a joke.”
“I thought I was in love with you but it was just a lie.”
“I don’t know how to make this any clearer to you. You mean nothing to me! You were just… You were just a conquest.”
“You’re such a coward. Look at yourself, you’re shaking!”
“Silly rabbit. My triumph isn’t over her. It’s over you.”
“You were very much in love with her and you’re still in love with her. But it amused me to make you ashamed of it.”
“Don’t you get it? You’re just a toy, (name). A little toy I like to play with.”
“So I assume you’ve come here to make arrangements, but unfortunately, I don’t fuck losers.”
“Introduce her to your world of sex, drugs and… what else do you do?”
“The truth of the matter is that being with you was the only time I have ever been happy.”
“I prided myself on taking joy in others’ misery.”
“No more lies. Please give me another chance.”
ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know
"a last kiss before one goes away ." (SIGHS IN CHRISTIAN AND LESTAT. EXCEPT it's literally just Christian having to leave to go to work in the morning and Lestat is Lestating because of course he is)
"come back soon, mon cher. i'll miss you terribly."
it's said with a coy, velvet tone that makes it sound practiced or insincere - but considering the way lestat is reluctant to even let go of christian's hand as he moves to the front door, it's anything but. he holds on right until the last second, fingertips lingering against his, and sighs like a dejected dog once christian finally turns to go.
biting your lover’s lip amidst a kiss . / danstat. whatever.
"behave yourself," lestat chastises, but the momentary rocking of his hips against daniel's says he doesn't particularly mind. through the walls, the band are practicing without him: he is already late. "no time to get distracted..."
but daniel licks and then bites his bleeding lower lip again and, well. lestat is only a man. he moans into the bastard's mouth and sinks his claws into his shoulders. rehearsal can wait another... how long does daniel last, two and a half minutes? three if he's being generous. or lestat could be cruel, and work him up and then deny him until the show's over...
it takes him a moment to realise he has said more or less all of this out loud--ha, no, out loud. into daniel's head.
a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them . / DANLOU. failed to prove anything.
they never got this far in san francisco. he's glad for it for many reasons, not least of which is that this gets to be the first time. not daniel high and louis dispassionate, but this: the two of them tentative and exploratory at first, daniel much more so until he isn't, his fledgling desires rising up in him all at once until he's pressing up against louis with a youthful eagerness at odds with his body's chronology. it's flattering. more than that it makes him want to match it - but not yet.
louis breaks away first, hand to daniel's chest to pause him. his eyes, a sliver of green surrounding the pupil, crinkle at the corners when he smiles. he is giddy with delight and affection but his voice holds.
"what was that? about it being... i believe you said--" he drops into daniel's irritating new york twang, affects exaggerated nonchalance. "--'sure, that's cool, i mean, it's whatever'."
his eyes flick down, just once. the smile becomes a fanged grin and he laughs, and takes daniel's face in both hands to kiss any protests out of him.