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[the-immortal-armand]

Correspondences | Lestat

@immortal-wolfkiller

Lestat,

"Fuck you. This is stupid." 

A letter can only 'calm the animosity between us' if you do not begin said letter with - what? - animosity. Which is what you did. Besides, I think we both have a bit of blame on us, don't you dare put all of this on me you spoiled brat. You dare to tell me that I am the one who growls, snarls, and snaps rude commentary, when you begin an apology with 'fuck you'? Right.

I have cared for more than one of your fledglings. your cast-offs. It merely began with Nicolas, and more recently, Antoine. Did you even really remember him? He barely got a mention in your memoirs - did you care enough to look for him after the attacks from Akasha? Did you dare to ask her if he lived? Did you care? 

And as for Louis choosing me - and me refusing to help you - perhaps if you had been more considerate of those you dealt with, it would have happened differently. I waited for a century for your return. You, not Louis. I asked you once before if I could leave with you. When you left Paris, I asked to join you - you refused. Instead, you left me with a broken fledgling that I had to try and fix. I think I did well for what I was given - and then when you returned, it was not for my companionship. 

Not because you wanted to see me. 

To reconnect. 

No. 

You wanted my blood. You broke my heart. Again. All I was worth to you was a faster recovery time from your injuries because you couldn't find Marius.And there - the root of my - hatred - of you: Marius. He chose you. He bestowed you with knowledge that he kept from me. Within two nights of knowing you, he told you more of himself than he told me in the two and a half years that I shared his bed. I hated you for that. 

He came to you. Pulled you from the dirt. Held you to him. Gave you his blood. His secrets. Took you to the place where he kept the Parents... and he left me. Discarded and alone. For centuries. He knew I lived, yet never once did he think that I deserved to know that he lived. But to you he revealed himself. So you say fuck me? 

You have not known suffering. You may have read the pages of my books, know what I went through... but you do not *know* what I went through. What I felt those 300 years beneath the cemetery. What I felt that century in the Theatre. 

So yes, I was lonely, and Louis was beautiful, and he was passion contained in a phsycial form. I was drawn to him. You can't blame me, you were drawn to him as well. 

Before you start hurling curses and damnations - look in a mirror, Lestat.

You are not perfect.

- Armand

PS. Fuck you, too.

[mad-violinist-de-lenfent]

Reunions

@immortal-wolfkiller replied to your post "Perhaps I am!" Another huff, blue eyes rolling dramatically. "You know damned well where you are staying, Nicolas de Lenfent." His features softened slightly once more. "You know you have a place in my homes. Though if you keep teasing, I may make you sleep beneath the garden."

Nicolas couldn’t help the amusement that coursed through him as Lestat got riled up. He absolutely loved seeing him all worked up, it had always been quite fun to watch him like this. “Do I know this? How presumptuous of you to tell me what I do or don’t know.” His eyes darkened a bit. “You obviously haven’t been keeping up with proper etiquette since you cannot seem to find anyone other than I who is able to...” His smirk widened. “Control you properly.”

[aeternalis-aelia]

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I was tagged by @innsmouth-horror Thank you. Rules: Answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people you want to get to know better.

1- Nickname(s): Sue.Suzey or Suzie Q ( That’s how my dad used to nickname me.)

2- Zodiac: Libra.

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9- Do I get asks: Sometimes,not much though lol Come on,don’t be shy ask me stuff!

10- Following: I follow 150 blogs.

11- Amount of sleep: Sometimes too little...Sometimes too much.

12- Lucky number: I do not have one.

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14- Dream job: Youtuber. I want to help look for missing people and bring attention to unsolved homicides. Just like Cayleigh Elise on Youtube.

15- Dream Trip: Many places but...i’d love to go to Iceland.

16- Favourite food: Sushi!

17- Play any instruments: None. Sadly.

18- Languages: French and English. Trying to learn German.

19- Favourite songs: Too many!!

20- Random fact: I’m a book hoarder lol

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[monsieur-nicolas-de-lenfent]

If I had you for one night... I would worship you. I would try and make you feel as special and loved as you made me feel back then. Back when you were the best thing in my life. I would kneel before you and make you remember why you favored my silver tongue. Thread my fingers into your hair while you sink into me. Surrender my body, my blood, my heart, all back to the first person who claimed them. The first person to believe they were worth wanting. That I was worth it. @immortal-wolfkiller

“There are some lyrics coming to my mind, Lestat, and it fits this, all of this:

And the only solution was to stand and fightAnd my body was bruised and I was set alightBut you came over me like some holy riteAnd although I was burning, you’re the only lightOnly if for a night…

There was a time I would wish all of this. I needed you, Lestat, I needed you so much back then and you were worth everything, every drop of blood spilled from me, every prayer I knew it went unanswered for I had damned myself long before I meet you. I believed in you, I tried so much to believe in your light but like Icarus, as I got closer to the sun, your light burned me and cast me down”

@immortal-wolfkiller

[immortaltalamascan]

London, Spring 1990

"Thank you, dear lady..." David replied easily, smiling at the young girl who had brought him his dinner for the evening. He had thought of going home, but something about going home to Talbot Manor, an empty building, after spending so much time alone already during the day, he liked to have his dinner among other people. Even if none of them were there to speak with him. The conversations around him helped to sooth his lonliness. He cut into his food, taking the first bite and closing his eyes to savor all the different herbs and spices when he felt it.

He smiled, eyes still closed. He continued to chew his food and swallow it down before opening his eyes to gaze across the table at the blond who was sitting in the seat which had, only moments before, been vacant. "Good evening, Lestat," he stated softly, almost fondly. How many times had they played this game? This back and forth? Lestat and him, him and Lestat. For years. Since Lestat had first made contact after that business with Akasha. He smiled pleasantly. He'd grown quite fond of the vampire sitting across from him, looked forward to these surprise visits, though just once he wished Lestat would call ahead and make an appointment sometimes.

But tonight it was good. It was only the two of them here in this little outdoor cafe. "Shall I order something for you? To pretend?" he asked teasingly, watching the other male easily. He knew he should be terrified of this being which sat across from him, but Lestat's presence always thrilled him. Bringing back a sense of adventure as he'd had in his youth. The danger was exhilerating. "It's been a while, Lestat... almost three weeks this time... what have you been in to?"

@immortal-wolfkiller

[the-good-boy-mojo]

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Oh! Mojo was so happy! The blond biped one! The so gentle, so loving blond biped one! He ran to him, yelping and jumping all around him, his tail wapping the air furiously. Oh how much he missed him! How much he loved him!

He barked joyfully, again and again, rolling on the floor in front of his dearest biped friend. Say it! Say it I’m a good boy! Oh I missed you! I missed you!

@immortal-wolfkiller​

[the-immortal-armand]

- Alessandra to Armand

[immortaltalamascan]

In the Blood

David watched him across the room. Here at Trinity Gate, there was a sense of refuge. From the chill of the New York winter nights. From the eyes that you could not see. But here, there was him. There was them both. Such beauty should not be allowed to exist on the same plane, let along in the same room. Auburn curls, tucked behind a new book, Blond mane shaking as music played through earbuds that disappeared within those golden locks.

He was certain they both felt his gaze, yet neither chose to acknowledge it. But sunrise was nearing, the younger, or weaker ones, turning in. The blond fledgling bends down, kisses a forehead of auburn curls and departs. The sombre fledgling touches the shoulder covered by gold and departs. All that remains now are the three of them. And still David watches. He rises then, walking towards the more reserved of the two.

The feeling of his lips remained etched in Davi'd mind, the taste of him, the feeling of his curls tangled in his fingers. He reached out, lightly placing a hand on the book, pushing it down slowly as he looked at the older immortal. Yes, he was the youngest in the room, but his Maker's blood was strong within him. He had time yet before the sunrise. "There are more interesting things to do than to stare at the pages of a book that will be here tomorrow," he said softly.

Amber and violet eyes both now fixed on him. "Come, Armand. Won't you indulge me, once again?"

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