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@ourbotticelliangel
OOC;; Sorry I've been MIA on all my accounts. Trying to finish a project for my sister and I have to finished it by tomorrow night.
I should be getting to any old threads this weekend as I took a mini vacation from work to dog sit.
All 5 of my accounts should be caught up this weekend if things go as planned ❤️
idle hands
Time hadn't been something worth keeping track of in a while. Less so down here, where there was no sun or moon or starshine, just bricks and iron, chains and all that was inside his head.
Nicolas had been writing. On the paper he'd been given. On the walls as well. Playing violin in-between, often discordant, disjointed and unsettling. His hair was chaos from how he'd pulled it and run his fingers through it. There was dried blood on his face, on his torn shirt, on his stomach, arms and chest and any other part he could get to with his own nails. All wounds healed at the moment, only his fingertips reddened from how much he'd played tonight.
When he heard Armand approach, he gathered his hair at the nape and looked around the cell as if there was any chance he could find a ribbon to tie it back. The door opened - heavy, too heavy for Nicolas' strength, he'd know, he had thrown himself against it before - and of course he knew whom to expect. The others wouldn't dare defy Armand by entering anyway, not just yet.
Abandoning the futile effort, Nicolas let go of his hair so it'd fall past his shoulders, staying seated on the floor with one knee casually pulled up to his chest. He wrapped an arm around his leg now, looking up to see Armand walk in. His eyes were lucid, his body language relaxed, even his voice was calm. Nothing that could not change in an instant.
"Thought you'd be Felix again. But then, he never opens the door."
"Again? Is he still so determined to come visit you and soothe your wounded soul?" Armand was not unaware of the younger immortal boys that visited Nicolas time and time again during his imprisonment. It seemed no matter how volatile Nicolas was they couldn't resist seeing him. It was almost a surprise they were not often crying over the cruel words Nicolas might spit like vemon in their direction.
Approaching the small immortal kneeled beside his manic musician and began combing his hair. There was a sweetness to it as he cradled the hair in his hands whenever encountering a knot to work it free without pulling at the scalp. It was a show of what mood he was in as he was grasping fist full of hair to drag Nicolas toward him.
"Do you wish to walk with me tonight?" It was test of his mental state. A test if Armand needed to prepare to subdue Nicolas or if he would later willingly return to his cage. Perhaps he would invite Nicolas into his coffin. Pinning him behind him would keep the man from causing any trouble until Armand woke.
Have you ever thought about what might have happend if you had met mortal Lestat without the cult being a factor, perhaps after it had been dissolved or before you ever joined? Would you have felt drawn to him still?
Mortal Lestat would have been a much more depressing meeting. The cult would have not been a factor regardless as the reason Lestat was hated was due to his maker Magnus, mortal Lestat would not have that mark against him. I do not believe I would have been drawn to him in my immortal life, he was different in mortal life than immortal life. I was drawn to him for many reasons when he was turned but at a mortal he would never understand me nor I him.
Would you rather wake up to piano or violin?
Unless I've decided to behave as Lestat does and be catatonic for an extended period neither are an option but I would opt for the violin.
What’s a normal evening with Armand look like?
Comfortable silence.
Then, of course, there's the period of the night devoted to discussing our exes and laughing.
Yes, do not forget the eye masks and nail polish.
The pillow fight starts before that, not after, or we'll ruin our beauty routine. Obviously.
That is after we change into our matching pajamas. Lestat's music is always playing in the background.
What’s a normal evening with Armand look like?
Comfortable silence.
Then, of course, there's the period of the night devoted to discussing our exes and laughing.
Yes, do not forget the eye masks and nail polish.
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
[text] Come and take them again.
[text] You know as well as I do that it was necessary.
[text] Do you believe I derived pleasure from ridding you of your most precious appendages?
[text] You idiot
[text] When have I ever cared about your pleasure?
[text] With the pain comes clarity
[text] Then I will do as you require.
[text] You'll be locked away until I deem that you've reached your clarity once more.
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
[text] Come and take them again.
[text] You know as well as I do that it was necessary.
[text] Do you believe I derived pleasure from ridding you of your most precious appendages?
I was going through old commissions saved on my phone and found this gem.
$1 to have someone poorly draw any character you want but you had to describe them. This was the result for Armand and I still have this somewhere buried in my house.
Makes me laugh every time I remember it exists.
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text
[text] Don't twist my words. All I meant is that you didn't record that for me.
[text] Why would I feel the need to record it for you?
[text] What would be the purpose of dedication to you when all that was left in your mind was the sound a train makes?
[text] I didn't even speak of our time together
[text] Easily enough summarised, found wanting and dismissed in a few sentences.
[text] How would you know what was left in my mind, maker?
[text] I was not sharing that with David.
[text] We were together for twelve years of your mortal life, do you not think I couldn't fill an entire book with just that tale?
[text] Is that what you want? To hear me recount every moment! Every moment of desire? Every breath YOU took!
[text] See, that's what I mean. You are spinning.
[text] I never claimed to want this. All I said is that I don't inspire anyone to write a whole book just to get my attention.
[text] Pointed texts, however...
[text] Did we not share enough with your little chapter in Lestat's book?
[text] You don't inspire anyone to publish as I'd never dare write a road map to steal you away.
[text] Then what do you want Daniel? Speak up you don't normally have trouble
[text] Are you suggesting that I'd just move on to the next vampire who tried it with me? That's weird. I need to get you onto using emoji, who can tell when you are joking and when you are serious like this?
[text] It's not about what I want. It's what I got. People question the few sentences in your book and call them dismissive. Luckily, I have talked myself into a less depressing interpretation.
[text] Why would little faces be needed for this?
[text] That was not what I meant! Someone else is bound to see what worked and what didn't to give it a try. I've always thought you were worth stealing.
[text] I appreciate your willingness to not be dramatic.
[text] The next book I write will be whispered into your ear while you try to hold onto any sense you have.
[text] I'll keep you posted in case anyone ever tries stealing me.
[text] Only thing I ever convincingly do in a dramatic way is storming off.
[text] You're doing the thing. You know, I never really know what to do to stop you from deflecting by being distractingly seductive.
[text] Especially since you were the one wanting the uncomfortable discussion this time.
[text] I'm almost surprised Lestat hasn't.
[text] Yes and how lovely you look when you do.
[text] How am I deflecting? You wish to hear a book dedicated to you and I wish to share it in the form I find more appealing.
[text] The only uncomfortable topic is how you continue to diminish yourself.
Who are the loves of your life and why?
This feels like a childish way to attempt to create tension. Love does not have to be romantic, do know this.
Marius, I should not have to explain the bond a fledgling has to their maker.
Bianca, had I not been stolen away I do believe I would have either turned her or wept for Marius to do so. She is a connection that will never be severed or fade.
Riccardo, he may be lost to me and by my hands but there does not leave I do not continue to hold an ember of what was.
Santino, both the destruction of my former life and the creation of what I am today.
Lestat, writing his name in such sincerity is foul and will only inflate his ego. He can explain what this love is if he desires.
Nicolas, under his madness guidance I once more learned how to be human. There is a connection there that few will understand.
Louis, miserable as always my dear Louis knows I shall forever offer him my warmth when Lestat offers him too little.
Claudia, as much as I hate her I do love her for bringing me Louis.
Daniel, the bastard buried himself within me and I'll never fully escape it. By his own desires he is tethered to me.
David, how could I not love the one who damned I write my book?
Sybelle & Benji, they both never feared me in the way they should.
This list is not an exhaustive one, I do not wish to continue naming anyone at the moment and that should be enough to satisfy.
🏠🦊🦚🦎 || flatmates group chat
@ourbotticelliangel @faintlyradiant
[text] Boys, I'm adding Angelus, behave!
[Bianca added @angelustheancient]
[text] Everyone, Angelus just told me he could move in this weekend
[text] Can we all be here to help?
[text] Do we need to move anything heavy?
[text] One of us could probably get some muscle to help
[text] My bed frame, box spring and mattress is fairly cumbersome. And I have some bookcases…and numerous books.
[text] I am pretty strong, but I would need guidance on where I am going. Additional help may be useful for the heavy lifting.
[text] Unrelated: what do all the emoticons of the group chat symbolize?
[text] I asked some of the boys from the rugby team to help me when I moved, I don't know if they would hep again, who you have in your corner?
[text] The emoticons are us! I picked them, do you want to guess who is who? Don't tell him!
[text] I will assign you one too Angelus once you have moved in ❤️
[text] Ask Lestat, least he can do is lift things while we watch.
[text] Feel like you're doing a personality test to pick the right one.
Lestat compared Daniel to James Dean, do you concur?
I would not wish to compare Daniel to anyone. No one has the same look of mischief in their eyes while managing to look as though he has been in a drunken haze for twenty years longer than he's lived. Part of Daniel's charm is how he'll tell you to shut up as he doesn't care but you can see him writing a journal with every word you spoke to detail back how you are an immortal idiot.
This James Dean lacks what makes Daniel, Daniel.
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text
[text] Don't twist my words. All I meant is that you didn't record that for me.
[text] Why would I feel the need to record it for you?
[text] What would be the purpose of dedication to you when all that was left in your mind was the sound a train makes?
[text] I didn't even speak of our time together
[text] Easily enough summarised, found wanting and dismissed in a few sentences.
[text] How would you know what was left in my mind, maker?
[text] I was not sharing that with David.
[text] We were together for twelve years of your mortal life, do you not think I couldn't fill an entire book with just that tale?
[text] Is that what you want? To hear me recount every moment! Every moment of desire? Every breath YOU took!
[text] See, that's what I mean. You are spinning.
[text] I never claimed to want this. All I said is that I don't inspire anyone to write a whole book just to get my attention.
[text] Pointed texts, however...
[text] Did we not share enough with your little chapter in Lestat's book?
[text] You don't inspire anyone to publish as I'd never dare write a road map to steal you away.
[text] Then what do you want Daniel? Speak up you don't normally have trouble
[text] Are you suggesting that I'd just move on to the next vampire who tried it with me? That's weird. I need to get you onto using emoji, who can tell when you are joking and when you are serious like this?
[text] It's not about what I want. It's what I got. People question the few sentences in your book and call them dismissive. Luckily, I have talked myself into a less depressing interpretation.
[text] Why would little faces be needed for this?
[text] That was not what I meant! Someone else is bound to see what worked and what didn't to give it a try. I've always thought you were worth stealing.
[text] I appreciate your willingness to not be dramatic.
[text] The next book I write will be whispered into your ear while you try to hold onto any sense you have.
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text
[text] Don't twist my words. All I meant is that you didn't record that for me.
[text] Why would I feel the need to record it for you?
[text] What would be the purpose of dedication to you when all that was left in your mind was the sound a train makes?
[text] I didn't even speak of our time together
[text] Easily enough summarised, found wanting and dismissed in a few sentences.
[text] How would you know what was left in my mind, maker?
[text] I was not sharing that with David.
[text] We were together for twelve years of your mortal life, do you not think I couldn't fill an entire book with just that tale?
[text] Is that what you want? To hear me recount every moment! Every moment of desire? Every breath YOU took!
[text] See, that's what I mean. You are spinning.
[text] I never claimed to want this. All I said is that I don't inspire anyone to write a whole book just to get my attention.
[text] Pointed texts, however...
[text] Did we not share enough with your little chapter in Lestat's book?
[text] You don't inspire anyone to publish as I'd never dare write a road map to steal you away.
[text] Then what do you want Daniel? Speak up you don't normally have trouble
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text
[text] Don't twist my words. All I meant is that you didn't record that for me.
[text] Why would I feel the need to record it for you?
[text] What would be the purpose of dedication to you when all that was left in your mind was the sound a train makes?
[text] I didn't even speak of our time together
[text] Easily enough summarised, found wanting and dismissed in a few sentences.
[text] How would you know what was left in my mind, maker?
[text] I was not sharing that with David.
[text] We were together for twelve years of your mortal life, do you not think I couldn't fill an entire book with just that tale?
[text] Is that what you want? To hear me recount every moment! Every moment of desire? Every breath YOU took!
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text
[text] Don't twist my words. All I meant is that you didn't record that for me.
[text] Why would I feel the need to record it for you?
[text] What would be the purpose of dedication to you when all that was left in your mind was the sound a train makes?
[text] I didn't even speak of our time together
