#luci;

[tenseoyong]

he lik his nos rubb

[eievuiart]

gay luciiiiii

(please keep in mind that these pics are mostly based on my hcs for the charas & be respectful!!)

[feel free to use as an icon!! just be sure to credit me!]

[tenseoyong]

this is his bedtime spot and he always holds my arm or he’ll cry and ill die for him

[eievuiart]

nothing like having ur personal demon getting u to take care of urself by bugging the shit out of u

[tenseoyong]

he’s so oddly proportioned

[winifredsharrow]

location: Le Ciel time: late evening availability: @gattirose​

Winifred spent weeks creating and perfecting a new costume for her routine. She had made a lot of deals with a lot of people in order to make a costume that was completely unique. It was to go along with her new act, something that she prided herself on. Unlike L’Enfer, Le Ciel allowed their performers to turn catching the male gaze into an art--and Winifred as hellbent on perfecting it. 

She had spent longer then usual in her dressing room, making sure that every detail from her costume to her hair to her makeup and shoes was just right. She had too much time and money invested into this to look at all sloppy. Just before she was about to make her debut, Winifred peered out to the club to see something that took her breath away.

It was Lucianna Gatti, that damned Pussycat of le Boulevard Saint-Michel, the girl that people whispered about to Winifred. The girl people warned her about. She had never listened to their catty rumors before. Until the girl was standing in the middle of the club, laughing her pretty little head off, wearing a damn near copy of Winifred’s costume. It was a shitty copy, sure, but a copy none-the-less. Winifred sucked in a breath and began to make her way towards the girl, ready for an explanation.