Tessera

Lestat de Lioncourt | Parody@lebriseurderegles.bsky.social · 3w ago

Love is what saves us from the darkness

Love can be a beautiful thing.

Louis de Pointe du Lac | Parody@louis-of-troy.bsky.social · 3w ago

“One way to find out.” He smirks, pretending to take the violin up to his mouth.

“Umm. Pretty sure it doesn’t feel pain. And it’s likely to give your stomach splinters.”

Louis de Pointe du Lac | Parody@louis-of-troy.bsky.social · 3w ago

Ive already suffered for my violin. Now it can suffer for me

That’s concerning.

Louis de Pointe du Lac | Parody @louis-of-troy.bsky.social · 4mo ago

“Memory is a monster.” ~ 21+ #SmutlessRP ~ #IWTV #TheVampireLestat #TheVampireChronicles ~ MV / Selectively MS Penned by #Scripturient

I want to eat my violin

Lestat de Lioncourt | Parody@lebriseurderegles.bsky.social · last mo.

“You? Voluntarily missing the theatre!” Nicki’s studies him with exaggerated suspicion before breaking out into a grin. “That may actually be one of your biggest surprises yet.” A pause and a softer smile. “Yes, I’d like that.”

And yet he finds Nicki to be the interesting one. The talented one. As for the enthusiasm . . . he would happily encourage that. “Well . . . I thought we might skip the theatre tonight.” Armand can deal. “How is that for a surprise?”

Lestat de Lioncourt | Parody@lebriseurderegles.bsky.social · last mo.

“Showoff.” He teases fondly, no venom in his voice. He adored how interesting and enthusiastic about life Lestat was. “What other surprises do you have?”

He always likes when Nicki gets that look in his eyes. Tends to me good — very good — things for him. “I like to be surprising,” he jokes.

Lestat de Lioncourt | Parody@lebriseurderegles.bsky.social · last mo.

“A vampire of many talents, hm.” He’s visibly impressed.

“Obviously there is not a real need but . . .” He shrugs a shoulder. “I can manage.”

Lestat de Lioncourt | Parody@lebriseurderegles.bsky.social · last mo.

I didnt know you could.. cook..

👈🏻 knows how to make coffee

He rehearses for an upcoming show with a frown, obviously disagreeing with the maestro’s stage directions

// screaming crying

Hah. You’re a funny one. You speak as though I’m actually fond of my sanity. Go on. Take whatever’s left of it before I change my mind and decide it matters.

I have my reasons. It would be a valuable ingredient. Do we agree, then? Your last ounce of sanity in exchange for the ability to walk under the sun?

There is nothing left to burn inside me, mademoiselle. You underestimate me and oh, you’re more than welcome to scavenge for whatever’s left. Although I’m not sure you’d enjoy it.

Trust me, the dinner I could get you wouldn't sit well with your... vampiric nature. It might burn you from the inside. But I do not mean a literal part of you. I just want... a piece of your remaining sanity, which is not big.

A piece of me? You could at least pretend to buy me dinner first. I’d hate to be dismembered on an empty stomach

Oh, no, child, you misunderstood. I'm not asking for gold; I have no use for it. It would be a piece of you that you'd have to pay

“Well. What’s the worst that could happen?” He laughs nervously before stepping one foot into the circle.

Why don't you step in and find out?

Gave up some clothes for the music lessons and a few extra books. The maestro is beginning to grow rather impatient about what I still owe him.