#eternalstud

[hairjustice]

“The eternal stud? More like the eternal THUD.”

@eternalstud

[gentlemcndeath]

last time, on the vampire chronicles @eternalstud

Lestat’s well aware he’s being dramatic here, but he needs to vent before he literally explodes. Typically Lestat gets along just fine with most everyone he meets, so sitting on this sort of intense distaste isn’t something he’s used to dealing with.

That hand on his back is working wonders for his annoyed mood, though, and as usual just talking to Damon is already making him feel so much better.

“This Everard tool my best friend, for some inexplicable reason-” because his beautiful fledgling David Talbot’s a perfect precious baby angel and if there’s even one person kinder and lovelier, Lestat’s yet to encounter them, “-is fucking.” He brings his arms around Damon then, snuggling against him cause Lestat’s just needy like that, okay.

“Everything about his personality rubs me the wrong way. But I think it’s when he basically told me he was aiming to come between me and David that sprung my hate-boner.” Annoying! Or, it was just a few minutes ago. Now he’s just sort of calm and warm. Lestat’s pretty sure Damon’s hugs could usher in world peace. 

“...And I’ve gone and talked your ear off,” he tacks on, and at least has the common decency to even be sheepish about it. “I feel better, though. How do you do that, anyway? Still haven’t figured it out.”

[bourbonandheels]

Creepy Datherine fall moodboard for @eternalstud

[withliight]

having supportive babes is e v e r y t h i n g.

[itwillbeyourchoice]

@eternalstud liking my anti Damon reblogs kinda gives me life

[rosegcle-blog]

@eternalstud 

        “-scotch, please.” where else would she go but to the bar? while her newfound friends- a term she used loosely nowadays- out on the floor watching the dancers writhe and twist on stage. and while it wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy the sight, it was the venue that had her a little unsettled. she was just glad the lighting was dim and sporadic in places to hide the slight flush on her face.hence why she had made her way to the bar, by herself, to get her mind off of what was ahead and try to adjust to the atmosphere.

         “you guys wouldn’t happen to have anywhere more...quiet?”

[originallymikaelson]

@eternalstud

“I see you’ve been eying up the resident ‘kitty-kat’, round here...“ The blonde playfully mused at the bar at the sight of the other escort joining him. Taking a sip from his beer, he continued. “So, what’s happening between the two of you?”

[brxkngilbert]

@eternalstud // gv sc.

Most of the things Jeremy knew, he wasn’t happy about. Couldn’t be happy about. But happiness had been a foreign concept in his life, so it’s not like it mattered. He didn’t think he’d felt the emotion in ten years, since his father had found out he’d conned his tutor into letting him skip his daily lessons in order to play in the snow. It was the day that he’d learned the truth- God doesn’t want you to be happy, he wants you to be strong. But friendship was an even larger mystery to the prince than happiness had ever been- when you spoke as little as possible and spent more time being trained than playing, making friends became hard. He was sure that he’d lost the ability, somewhere along the way. But he had to try- for Kat, mostly. He didn’t know why he felt the obligation, but he did, so he found himself lurking at the edges of a room, gaze following the Italian prince with maybe too much interest, simply because he couldn’t bring himself to actually just go up and say hi. Until he could.

“Prince Damon.”