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CURRENTLY ON HIATUS. mun is 30+. minors dni. iwtv multimuse. CARRD here! written by mana (she/her/they)! time zone is est. graphic by @supergirlrph ! louis can now be found at @withlingeringrespect

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from (x) @eladead

Adam was not sure what exactly had prompted it. The action had come too easily for him to question in that instance. He lingered afterward, straightening his back with his own violin still in his other hand, a brow lifting as he spoke. A hum escaped him in reply. He knew his additions worked perfectly and collaborated superbly into the song. The melody in his eyes, slipped effortlessly, as though it was instinctive to it. "I was about to say, even if the addition fits like it was always there, hm?" He hadn't intended for the kiss to add to his …persuasion, hoping he would still see it his way after all.

#(muse: adam)#eladead #verse; iwtv

@beautifulsavagegarden (Armand)

Santiago had taken his time in taking off his makeup from the show and finding something to wear for the rest of the night, some new arrivals making the process take a few minutes longer than usual. At least, he needed something for part of the night. He knew he would change into something more comfortable when it was actually time for sleep. The night was still young after all. His door was slightly ajar, so he took it as an invitation, slipping inside the confines of his office. With arms crossed, he leaned against the door, tilting his head to the side as he observed him at the desk. "Did I catch you at a bad time, maître?"

#(muse: santiago)#beautifulsavagegarden

evilanew

ㅤㅤThe expression ‘ never meet your heroes ’ could possibly be apt in this situation, but Lestat isn’t of a disposition to overly consider it, mien still a little too keen in its frenzied focus in spite of being faced with such apprehension - in fact, he merely sees such a reaction as a little introversion, not a big deal, every creative musician clearly having their own idiosyncrasies ( lui-même inclus, bien sûr ). There’s a slight impatient huff with the repeated posing of the question regardless of it being somewhat indirect, hands firmly clasped before him with the LP, a slight shrug ensuing one shoulder at a time. “ Mm? Oh. Well. People talk. There are entire platforms online where they discuss your work and potential whereabouts. Usually incorrect, might I add. ” A dismissive wave of a hand. “ I do not have the time for such digital prowling. Rumours, suspicions— I followed a trail of breadcrumbs left via some of our kind. Et voila. Here I am. ”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤA very distinctly deflated look visibly transpires across the blond’s countenance with the revelation that Adam didn’t ‘ do ’ autographs, weight commencing to shift from one foot to another, the LP subsequently grasped solely with one hand to be held by his side as if in retreat ( dans d’autres circonstances, la colère s'installerait… ). Alright, perhaps Lestat didn’t entirely need the signature after all… but they could still talk a little, right? Gaze lifts skywards in consideration, temples swaying from side-to-side as mental arithmetic kicks in, a mind’s eye drifting between locations upon the second query, a genuine smile manifesting. “ Altogether? I would say 50. No… 60? The majority of which are in storage and catalogued. I like collecting them. ”

vampvoices

"So I've ...heard," he said at a slight interject at first before going quiet, listening to the rest of what the vampire had to say. Adam was well aware of these online platforms and mildly what exactly was discussed on them. Ian quite enjoyed telling him the happenings on some of the websites that he knew of. As far as his whereabouts, the usually incorrect pleased him greatly, minus the thought of the whispers from others. He put great work into ensuring that it was incorrect.

The collected number did have a hint of being impressive on him which he wouldn't admit directly. Adam looked around them before turning his gaze back to Lestat, taking a deep breath as he gripped his supply a little tighter. He couldn't believe he was about to utter his next word, but thought it was worth it due to his desired privacy. "I'd rather not talk out here," he spoke, nodding ahead. "Follow me." Before I change my mind. He had high hopes that Ian would not be there when he got home either, as much as he didn't mind the zombie.

#evilanew #(muse: adam)

This blog is on a semi hiatus until further notice! I'll still be working on drafts here and there. My queue is still going! (Basically the mun being controlled by Shane Hollander and Kip Grady at the moment lmao.)

#ooc #mana speaks

brightreporterwithapointofview

@vampvoices continued from here

"I met Louis in 1973-did you know? Got too cocky, asked him to turn me." Daniel twirled his pen between his fingers without conscious effort, a habit from so many years of writing. "Armand rescued me from him. Nearly killed me. Wiped my memory." Daniel slowly leaned back in his chair, eyeing Santiago with a discerning gaze.

"That's not the real story though. The real story, the one even I didn't know until recently- was the devil found me again. I met Armand again in 1974. And 1975. And again and again- for twelve years."

vampvoices

Santiago didn't interject, simply listening - although his thoughts said otherwise. He didn't look away from the boy though, keeping his eyes on him as he continued. Why would I know any of this? I wasn't exactly waiting around to see Louis du Lac of all people. He crossed his arms, now leaning back in the chair. There was a certain amusement on his features but it masked something much deeper underneath. "Oh, do enlighten me then of what his interest in you seems to be."

#(muse: santiago)#queue.#hes like #ughhhhhhh

eladead

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★・・・・・ one cannot feed on a zombie, hence why Lestat thinks the name is quite unfitting. His eyes rolls off Adam and he shrugs. He cannot battle against a vampire who delivers in polished monotone that mortals are mere puppets of hunger. If anything, from the pop culture Lestat is aware of, vampires are akin zombies more than the humans. He doesn't take the gamble, and decides to conclude it with a simple: "I think that's awful silly."

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vampvoices

Granted there were some that sort of stood against that comparison, but it was few and far between. Adam let his gaze drift from the window back to Lestat as he spoke, one brow lifting for the briefest of instances before faltering. He wasn't exactly the first that thought the name was silly. He supposed in a way it was, but he still held firm on his comparison. "And why is it silly in your eyes, then?"

#eladead #queue.#(muse: adam)

poohsources

🐝 * ― 𝑻𝑾𝑶 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛ act natural. ❜ ❛ be careful. ❜ ❛ but why? ❜ ❛ calm down. ❜ ❛ come here. ❜ ❛ do you? ❜ ❛ don't ask. ❜ ❛ don't cry. ❜ ❛ don't go. ❜ ❛ don't move. ❜ ❛ for what? ❜ ❛ good idea. ❜ ❛ guess what? ❜ ❛ hurry up. ❜ ❛ i forgot. ❜ ❛ it's nothing. ❜ ❛ join me. ❜ ❛ keep quiet. ❜ ❛ leave it. ❜ ❛ let's go. ❜ ❛ not bad. ❜ ❛ not now. ❜ ❛ now what? ❜ ❛ shut up. ❜ ❛ take care. ❜ ❛ take this. ❜ ❛ that's impossible. ❜ ❛ then when? ❜ ❛ think quickly. ❜ ❛ time's up. ❜ ❛ try me. ❜ ❛ wake up. ❜ ❛ watch out! ❜ ❛ well done. ❜ ❛ what happened? ❜ ❛ what now? ❜ ❛ who knows? ❜ ❛ why me? ❜ ❛ your turn. ❜ ❛ you're wrong. ❜

#queue.

brotherconstant

Eglee & Santiago in Interview with the Vampire

#(muse: santiago)

lukelemon-art

'Wanna Dance?' part 2/?

I wonder what song might be playing in the background?

NEXT PART IS ON PATREON

#(muse: daniel molloy )

From (x) @brightreporterwithapointofview

"Ha, ha. HA, how original. You must be so very proud. And I know exactly what I'm doing."

#(muse: santiago)#brightreporterwithapointofview #queue.

From (x) @brightreporterwithapointofview

"That's him all the time, he don't need any help."

#brightreporterwithapointofview #verse; tbd #queue.

@minaharkerdailymirror liked for a starter!

"You went out without me? That's rather rude of you, love," he said, simply continuing what he was doing at the mirror when she walked into the shared space. He, however, still intended to go out that night regardless. There was no need to hunt that evening, it was simply for fun. Then again, a hunt can count as fun, but it was unnecessary. He didn't exactly have anything planned, he was simply going to let the fun find him.

#minaharkerdailymirror #verse; modern #(muse: santiago)