🩸The first, the Mother of all vampires. 🩸Loosely Canon, book based. 🩸AU? Most definitely. 🩸Dead, absolutely not. 🩸Awake and coming for her wayward children. 🩸#MV/#MS Selectively #PennedByTheShenanigator
Nicolas de Lenfent
@vampirenicolas.bsky.social
Nicolas. Nicki. Immortal. Divine Violinist since 1780. fledgling of Lestat/ Suffers PTSD. RP MS/MV #VampireChronicles #AnneRice /writer40+ / Book version. 18+/ Parody ༒ Gay
"I can find a much better use for that very heavy ball."
He pauses and looks down for a moment. "I understand that. Putting faith and trust into another is hard for me too."
Armand frowns. “I always had one. But it can only be broken so many times before I lose my patience.”
Awww. Who knew a gremlin could have a heart?
Is in love.
Late to the party. Hasn't seen the episode yet, so is going to hide from social until he does. ❣️ Loves everyone. Especially the bitches.
|| I feel like Daniel and Nicolas together would be a really dangerous duo.
|| Hey all! I haven't fallen into a ditch or off the planet. Just hosting a big party tomorrow, and it has taken a lot of prep. I'll be back full time tomorrow night. Looking forward to doing some RP over the weekend too.
|| Struggling to keep my eyes open. Back tomorrow!❣️
He chases after the kiss, making it last longer, before playfully smacking Lestat's chest. "You're terrible! I can drive, brat. I own a motorbike!" And he's only laid it down a few times. Once on top of a deer.
Lestat laughs and leans in, stealing a kiss. “You can drive it around the cemetery first.”
Well...aww...that's almost cute on an atomic level. But Nicki isn't giving in that easy. "And how many of your tour stops have been successful?"
Definitely catty. “I am going on the apology tour, am I not?” The tone might be slightly joking, but he means it. He is trying to set things to right. He can’t face the future if he does not.
"But...they won't randomly fall back off. Unless someone CHOPS THEM OFF AGAIN." Begins plotting on how to slip into the driver's seat without being noticed.
"Mm. Non. But how hard can it be?" Grinning, he wets his lips and makes a motion like he is holding a steering wheel in his hands.
“Do you know how to drive?” Then, he adds, “A bus?”
Nicki wasn't exactly an angel. Not that he'd deserved the Coven's cage and the bloodletting and the torture and the shaming...but he could be a catty bitch when he wanted to be. For now he put that aside and smiled. It might have been a slightly catty smile, actually. "Promise?"
Prick is stating it mildly. He knows that. But he was so blinded by self-imposed rules and . . . Selfishness. He could see nothing else. “Then I will write you one.”
"And, you need to let me drive the bus. Just once."
“Alright,” he replies, leaning towards him, chin propped in his hand.
There is a long pause and his lip twitches. Then... "I would let you read it. The note." Oddly, deep down he believes Armand is truly starting to feel regret for his past...his past of being a total prick.
“I was trying to be kind.” With the note not the chopping off if his hands. “And obviously I know you are alive now because you are talking to me.”
Deadpan stare. "You would, woudln't you? If you knew I was alive, you little gremlin. I was about to admit I felt a little tiny bit sad for you. WAS!"
Everyone is being mean to him 😭 He was going to write him a note about his hands and the torture and everything.
It's absolutely my favorite. It had been giggling. You need more like this!
AT LEAST ONE PERSON LIKED MY SO NG. /THANK YOU, NICKI./
My biggest issue in this is that my madeness is not explained. I DID NOT just suddenly become inexplainable mad. They show nothing of the torture of the coven. They show nothing of Armand's influence. I am just suddenly insane.
Chatter. Petty chatter. Chatter. Chatter. It is worse than the voices in his head. Shut them down.
Yawns and peers out the window of his current resting place. It's raining. He's not sure he wants to get up and rolls over to sleep another 15mins.
I think my existing causes trouble. Not for /me/. I'm quite enjoying existing still.
Right? I'm glad I am not the only one that sees this.
"Always. I have to keep you on your toes, monsieur."
“Naughty thing.”