#fanatiquee

[liebxsleid]

@fanatiquee​

“ am i not good enough? ”

Antoine can hardly believe the words he is hearing. His writing ceases, paper pushed away from himself. Maybe, this was just one of Louis’s little quirks. One of those tiny things he would say and then move on from as if nothing was said at all. He had done that before. Not even remembering it. Antoine seeks to prevent that. From his own seat and with vampiric speed he finds himself at the older’s side. Long fingers brushing back the dark locks that threatened to hide his companion’s face. There will be no hiding this night.

“Louis, who poisoned you with those thoughts?” Insistent, hands carefully cupping his cheeks then, “You are more than good enough. Have I not made that clear enough? How else might I say it for you to believe me? How many more poems, songs must I write for this to be true?”

Ah, almost too much like their maker. He shifts to sit on the arm of the chair, pulling Louis to rest his head in his lap. Petting still that silken hair.

#you're always welcome to flood my inbox <333333 #i love youuu #fanatiquee #thr;; tell me something sweet // to get me by ( louis )

[intervieweird]

@fanatiquee​​ asked:  ‘believing he still controlled me would have given him pleasure.’

The boy’s heel kicks up, hooking over the bottom post of his chair, running parallel between the legs, knee bouncing with restless energy. Sweat glistens at his brow, his rumpled hair an extension of the rest of him, glasses askew, but he leans his elbows forward over the table, blind to himself.

“What, um...but what do you mean by believing?” He asks, carefully, more frightened now of a thread awry, of picking at the wrong gauge of wire, of Louis’ polite impatience, waving him away to a line of reasoning more sensible to him. This felt worst of anything, this dismissive, somehow innately elegant wave of the hand. It made him feel foolish, chastened, desperate. But it also goaded him on, made him eager to sniff back the trail to where he’d lost it. Sometimes it seemed he couldn’t understand it at all, fumbling to put together some thread Louis considered so evident as to be beyond explanation. He swallows, thickly, and tastes the old burn of whiskey from his flask earlier. It all just takes like metal.

The bridge of his nose aches, the imprint of his glasses resting for hours, his eyes prickling and dry. But he doesn’t dare take them off now to rub them, doesn’t want to miss anything.  It’s only now, in the stick of the beast’s belly, that Daniel recognizes the persistent gnawing unease of something anxiously forgotten, or misremembered, or wrong. It’s absence. He’s sensed absence all the while, without his realizing. Absence has been their true third in this room; an absence so large its weight had devoured all negative space, had filled it with itself. All these hours entangling in a past that isn’t real anymore, all just history engraved on a tombstone of tape. 

It’s so quiet. He can’t hear the mechanical clock-tick of his watch to fill the silence, only the dull throb of his own heartbeat in his ears. The whisper of distant cars outside might well have never existed to him.

“Do you mean that, by this time, you considered yourself....beyond his control?”

#(this is from a meme so many eons ago) #fanatiquee #verse: 1970s. #im telling u i love your little man sooooooooooooo much

[count-v-dracula]

💗 [ as always, late to the party ]

{ meme } | accepting

#answered #fanatiquee #[ *slaps the table* THIS IS AN OUTRAGE ] #[ it's rigged! ]

[necrcmance]

🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? (😏😏😏😏)

* buries self in work and pointedly doesn't think about it! *

#fanatiquee #( how dare you!! unbelievable !! ) #(ﾉoヮo)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧┆ ❛ ᶦ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᶦᶰˢᵃᶰᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᶫᵒᶰᵍ ᵖᵉʳᶦᵒᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵃᶰᶦᵗʸ ❜ ( crack ) #( beautiful men confusing Malcolm will always be a running gag on this blog. #but you sending this in is the pinnacle of it #honestly. )

[rhoshamandes]

❝ you underestimate my strength. ❞

“Au contraire, mon cher. My desire is to make you even stronger regardless, however; I am familiar with your resilience. But I want to see more.”

#fanatiquee #//he adores u louis

[balldwin]

@fanatiquee : ❝ I believe I’m suited to this life. ❞

DARKNESS IS A SHROUD WORN EAGERLY. And the Eternal City comes undone beneath their feet, this night as all those before it — creatures starved, devouring what little light Rome had left to offer.

But the silence doesn't last. Instead, he feels the distant heartbeats as if they are thunder, and desire pulls him in, neverending. If Louis speaks of melancholy, Baldwin does not hear it.

“ Are you? And what do you believe this life to be? ”

#IC. #fanatiquee #fanatiquee01. #throws this small thing at you because we've waited for far too long!

[terreur]

they're a ten but I have more intelligence in my pinky finger then they have in their entire frame.

they're a ten, but...

"This old argument, again! Perhaps it is only a matter of pride, everyone, and Louis would like me to remind him of something I told him, long ago. I made the mistake of telling him that he is an intellect, and I never was. But even then, I had something to teach him. And that, he never learned!"

#fanatiquee #babe this was a hysterical thing to say

[claudiaindarkness]

❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair .

@fanatiquee

The feeling of his cool fingers through her hair sent a happy giggle fluttering from her lips. Her eyes closed for a moment as she shrugged her shoulders up like a turtle tucking their head into their shell. "Hehehe. Louis, you're going to mess up my hair." The end of her words were laced with a whine as she lifted her hands to bat at his. Yet, she didn't want his touch to fade. Even as she shooed his hand away her own fingertips lingered against his flesh.

Like always, Louis's presenced seemed to ignite the petite with life. Although her mortal life and long since passed, leaving her flesh cold and body unchanged, with Louis she felt alive. From the moment he had entered her world Claudia had felt an unconditional love for this dark haired, emerald-eyed creature before her. No one could understand the bond they possessed for eachother.

#fanatiquee #Louis my love #i love seeing you in my inbox #💜

[charmantevamp]

In reference to this. I am... marginally sorry, @danmolloy69, @beautifulsavagegarden, @violeteyedvampiremolloy, @sonataforsybelle, @quantus-tremor, @ask-armand, @sangcreole, @wolfkiiller, @the-brat-prince-1760, @fanatiquee, @dxlac, @vegaprose, @biancasolderini @bratprinced but... Audrey isn't.

#daniel molloy / joli petit journaliste #Armand / ange des ténèbres #vampire chronicles verse. #crack / l’habit ne fait pas le moine #the life of a mistress #mildly suggestive cw

[liebxsleid]

nickname (or petname Louis is indiscriminate and hard to read) : petit souris en sucre.

nickname ask

"I am so touched and in awe of you that I fail to question, 'why'. Dear one, darling, thank you."

#yes good #fitting #fanatiquee

[intervieweird]

continued. | @fanatiquee​

"Be careful, as of 1804 I became an American by jurisdiction. And from what I understand, we Americans are very litigious."

Daniel’s grin pinches at the corners, deepening the well-tracked line of his smile as the balls of his hands bump against the woven acrylic of the motel armchair as he punches out of it, canting towards Louis with a loping ease. 

“Oh, so you’re a Yankee now? Y’know, it’s a time honored tradition. To really do Uncle Sam justice, you’ve got to take me for all I’ve got,” Daniel advises, a hand solemnly against his chest, caught between them as he wraps an arm around the trim waist, feeling the dip of Louis’ lower back beneath the borrowed Cal sweatshirt with an electrifying pulse of his heart. He can see a short blond hair, washed out under the light of the television screen, still stuck to the loose drape of the shoulder. Daniel doesn’t even feel the urge to pick it away. Likes it where it is, gleaming, bright under the dark toss of Louis’ curls. 

“Next, you oughta get me for libel. They’re letting anyone write a book these days.”

#anyway since we were talking the other day i kept thinking of this and had to reply to it #i love them so much................ #louis is so cute i scream #fanatiquee

[count-v-dracula]

❤

{ meme } | accepting

send me ❤ and I will bold all that applies to your muse

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.

#answered #fanatiquee #[ the italics are the lowkey feelings lol ]

[melpomeneprose]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂: 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

repost, don’t reblog. bold whatever applies.

Vampire Alternate Universe! Benjamin Tallmadge. Benjamin ( בִּנְיָמִין‎) -> son of the right (hand) -> “the chosen son.” -> Tallmadge (of Normandy French origins) -> sack carrier. -> I prefer “one who endures burdens with grace.”

𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑: gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books.

𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑: black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. alcohol in glass decanters. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. dark alleys. empty streets. driving at night. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. paranoia. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the american south. the american northeast. england. analog cameras.

𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒: bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. suburbia. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. household objects turned into improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. character masks. scrunchies. queerness. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑: malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. mausoleums. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at something you can’t see. black ooze. old photographs. faces you can swear you’ve seen before but can’t for the life of you figure out where. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐃 &  𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑: aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw-marks. bite-marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. abandoned houses. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american Pacific Northwest. the american midwest. hiking  /  backpacking.

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐒: daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. asylums. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms with no one inside them. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. suspicion. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots.

Tagged by: @fanatiquee ~ awhile ago ~ thank you nonetheless!

Tagging: @honorhearted, @curseconsumed (Jacob), @gildinbainas (Louis de Pointe du Lac), @sideburnsandmelancholy, @eclipsecrowned (your choice) & @bladedwoe.

#muse: benjamin tallmadge #au: vampire #about / to confide or confess #tag games #dash games #halloween #spooky season #long post #horror tw #long post tw

[thevamplelio]

Where should you be kissed?

Palm.

you give and give. you are a gentle heart, broken but still standing... always lending a hand for those who need it, expecting nothing in return. you deserve someone taking your hand and kissing your open palm, the hands which have selflessly helped so many others.

Tagged by: myself.

Tagging: @thirteenthxwitch @lightsandlust @fanatiquee @sangcreole @violentvioletviolinsblog @auburnandamberangel @violeteyedvampiremolloy @beautifulsavagegarden @veiltaken @count-v-dracula & anyone who wants to. 💙

#about / lestat #musings / sympathy for the devil #headcanon #headcanons #I was geniunely not expecting that #heavy lies the head and that wears the crown #bi brat prince #brat prince #lestat de lioncourt #the vampire Lestat

[necrcmance]

@fanatiquee​​  noted :   ❝  i  long  for  a  love  that  i  know  i  cannot  have.       ❞  

the words startle Malcolm out of his hazy reverie. ( his mouth is stained with the taste of sweet wine, from which he had been partaking. Louis, of course, drank nothing. or, at least, nothing of the sort. he drank lifeblood –––prior to coming to him ; for him? ––  and the words of their long exchanges, sometimes broken and sometimes contradictory, both a give and a take, that had now ran silent for a few moments. it’s an agreeable, companionable silence. the sort to lull you into its warm embrace and the land where Morpheus’s steps thread. )

they reverberate against him, those words, then through him and against his ribcage. it’s like drowning. perhaps because the street outside is so quiet. eerily quiet, even for the hour of the wolf. ( but Malcolm’s Paris flat is always quiet ; Louis’s presence the single balm to his self-imposed solitude. ) straightening in his seat, he turns to face him fully. and when he looks at Louis, it is with eyes large, full of wonder. who would not wish to be loved by him? this beautiful man ( perhaps the most beautiful Malcolm has yet to see ; dangerously desirable, drawing you to him as towards death ). whose monstrous desires of the heart could he fail to lure, to torture, and then, in his mercy, to satisfy?

                “ your words are strange and alien to me. ”   it’s not so much a revelation as a brutal and sudden statement of fact, almost harsh in its forwardness, if not in the cadence of Malcolm’s voice, so soft it all but dissipates into the night, like frost-fog. “ I do not understand them. ”

#fanatiquee #v: ( ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ - 19ᵗʰ c. ) ▪ ❝ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᶜʰᶦᶫᵈʰᵒᵒᵈ'ˢ ʰᵒᵘʳ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵃˢ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ⋅ ❞ #( has this been sitting in my inbox for 3 months? yes. #but in my defense. both you & i have been on and off tumblr for a bit during this time . #so i don't feel super guilty. exceptido. )

[taiinted-a]

THE  MUSE  AS  THE  ZODIAC  SIGNS

bold what applies to your muse. italicize what applies sometimes. strike what is never applicable.

ARIES: bonfires, competitiveness, hand veins, loud laughs, messy hair, sneaking out at 2am, abandoned beaches, stray dogs, candle lights, body language, creaking floorboards, ouija boards, having no regrets, karaoke nights out

TAURUS: house plants, oversized sweaters, soft hands, fuzzy socks, visiting big cities, snoozing your alarm clock, the colour yellow, vanilla scented candles, aloe vera, fruit smoothies, baking cookies, the mom friend, loves the ukulele

GEMINI: femme fatale movies, in love with female villains, sharp eyeliner, quick-witted, does things out of spite, do no harm but take no shit, in love with dogs, probably cries during sad movies but won’t admit it, easily excited, ripped jeans

CANCER: mermaids, easily infatuated by love, smelling flowers, picnics in open fields, gets sad when thinking about the past, impressed easily, daydreaming in class, plucking fresh fruit, loves skirts and fashion, would die for their friends

LEO: confident in what they do, kill them with kindness, high ponytails, probably wants to visit paris once, not afraid to tell the truth, in love with cute animals, the one to lift others up, good at teamwork, the warm feeling of summer, dragons

VIRGO: pastel markers, the smell of lavender, has an welcoming vibe around them, actually organized, scrunchies, neat notes, loves going to museums, probably into photography, neutral colours, handwritten letters, stardust

LIBRA: soft blankets, cuddling the ones you love, always standing up for your friends, hopeless romantic, can be very distant, can be a little dramatic, pretty hair, dresses nicely, tries to be popular on social media, optimistic, humorous

SCORPIO: cottages in the woods, in love with greek mythology, vintage t-shirts, really emotional but doesn’t want anyone to know, determined, moonlight, pretty handwriting, into the retro aesthetic, rainy days, doesn’t judge people, cats

SAGITTARIUS: always ready for an adventure, street smart, wants to travel the world someday, doesn’t easily trust people, alcohol, paintbrushes, can’t sit still, untied shoelaces, tangled up earphones, blasting music at midnight, eye-gazing

CAPRICORN: cold aura, coffee is what keeps them going, probably haven’t slept in two days, actually a big softie, high-waisted jeans, cute pet videos, small apartments, has too many notebooks, often goes to the library, writing essays

AQUARIUS: loves to paint and do any kind of art, wants to live at the seaside, knows a lot of random facts, shares food, messy notes, bullshits an entire essay, graffiti, has their own distinct style, wants to live their life like they want to

PISCES: old teddy bears, unsent love letters, mom-jeans, loves to sing, feels at home by the ocean, writes poetry, hard-workers, always up for deep conversations, probably did the stupid thing, open curtains, a soft breeze

Tagged by: No one Tagging: @cardiomyapathy @gabrielthegoober @iincantatorum ( to any of your muses ) @blccdharmonyx @fanatiquee @benignhomecoming @symphonyofmalice @wcstenra @sigynthevictorious @worldofsenelfy ( Will ) @irrwicht @demcnsinmymind @demonstigma​ and anyone else who sees this. 

#/ Don't try to fix me / ( INTROSPECTION ) #/ Still waiting for the rain to fall / ( QUEUE )