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luxthestrange · 8 months
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Beastars Incorrect Quotes#7 NOT AGAIN-
Louis: Have you guys seen Y/n and Bill? They still have work to do
Juno: No, haven’t seen them since the storm started outside
Louis: Since the sto- DAMMIT NOT AGAIN-HUMAN NO!
Meanwhile, Dumpster Human, You standing in the middle of a thunderstorm with an iron shovel raised high: STRIKE ME DOWN GOD, YOU DON’T HAVE THE BALLS!
Bill*Who is hyping them up*HAHA!
Y/n: YOU CALL THIS A STORM!?! BLOW YOU SON OF BITCH!?BLOOOOOW!?!
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daisyblog · 4 months
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Too Young
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Summary: YN and Louis have known each other since 2010 when YN's twin brother, Harry, was put into a band with Louis and three other boys when they auditioned for The X Factor. But what will happen after one drunken night and a positive pregnancy test?
Faceclaim: Adelaide Kane
2014:
One Night The night that changed YN and Louis lives.
I Won’t Give Up Louis finds out YN is pregnant at his Mum's wedding.
Protective Harry finds out YN is pregnant, with Louis baby.
2015:
Son YN and Louis welcome their baby.
2016:
Birthday It's Arthur's first birthday.
2023:
Family Louis, YN and Arthur celebrate Christmas and Louis Birthday.
2024:
Olive Louis, YN and Arthur meet Olive.
Birthday Celebrations YN turns 30.
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madnessr · 1 year
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Reunited Chapter 1
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Summary: 300 years had passed since 1725, where three vampires had lost the only thing that mattered to them. Now in the year 2025, they are reunited with the one person they cannot lose again.
A poly Lestat, Louis, and Armand x Reader relationship
Warnings: Slight gore, cursing, mild angst
Word Count: 5k
Here it is guys! The first chapter to this series. Please let me know what you think, your comments make my day!
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The Queen Mary, a ship built alongside the RMS Queen Elizabeth, was constructed to express service between Southampton, Cherbourg, and New York. The intention was to provide competition to super-liners built by European companies in the late 1920s. However, by 1965 the Queen Mary was no longer profitable and soon retired in 1967, retiring in December on the shores of Long Beach, California. 
All of this happened 31 years before you were even born, the notorious ship now growing roots against the harbor, nourishing a reputation for being hunted and cursed. Attracting self-proclaimed ghost hunters and other psychics to try and connect to the ship's past. 
But winds were changing, and in early January of 2023, the descents of Cunard White Star, the original owner of the Queen Mary, announced a revival. A luxurious experience reliving the thrills of the 1920s, promising to carry the Queen Marry across the oceans once more for a final and elegant vacation for anyone who wanted to set sail on history, departing from California and arriving in Italy. 
Social media and dedicated Queen Mary fans went wild over this news, claiming this could be the next generation of the Titanic, while paranormal enthusiasts couldn't wait to explore the ship for longer than just a night. However, you, along with many others, saw the announcement for what it actually was, a job opportunity. 
Inflation being at an all-time high since the 1980s, you, along with 63 percent of Americans who are also living paycheck to paycheck, could use the extra cash, a place to stay was a given, no matter how small the staff rooms would be on the ship, you wouldn't complain. Having nothing to lose, you handed in your resume along with hundreds of others. You felt confident in your chances of being accepted, making a note to highlight your previous career in the American Symphony Orchestra as a cello, and when worst came to shove, you also were a waitress at one point. 
The Queen Mary was not set to sail until 2025, leaving the hiring staff an entire two years to sort and select applications. Leaving you and many others in a state of radio silence. So, you promptly forgot about it. Moving on with your day-to-day life, you continued working ungodly hours, living off unfair wages, and living one day at a time. Until you had the wonderful delight of experiencing your boss, someone you furthermore supported through extra shifts and on days off, made a choice to fire you. 
Or, as she said, "Needing to let go of such a valuable employee due to the current economy." A load of bullshit if she asked you, but she didn't, and with your belongings sitting in the classic cardboard box, you made your way back to your apartment. 
Unlocking your door, letting your feet kick the old wood on its rested hinges closed behind you. You dropped the box carelessly, letting yourself sit on your second-hand couch with your head in your hands. 
You had faced many challenges since moving to America, leaving your family in Austria to make it big in the symphony orchestra only to be eventually let go by an abusive boss. Leaving you as a waitress at Denny's for the past two years. Of course, your family didn't know; how could they? 
You had left them. Had promised and gloated about your upcoming success just to end up in a shabby apartment in a dangerous area and now unemployed too. You were tired and have been for the past two years, but today was your breaking point. Like a cold shower, realization gradually washed over you, forming a heavy puddle in the pit of your stomach. You had failed. 
You wouldn't return as the prodigy you had hoped to be; you wouldn't return wealthier than when you left. Damn it, you couldn't even sustain yourself anymore; the only way you'd be returning is with a walk of shame. How were you supposed to look them in the eyes again? People who unconditionally believed in you, people you made promises to like prayers. 
You were ready to finally give up, throw the white towel, raise your flag, and surrender. You could already hear your grandmother, rotted in old sexist views, present you as an example to your younger siblings. You could practically hear her nasally voice, "Women have no place pretending to be anything they aren't." She always said that; it was almost her slogan. Whenever you had a new idea, when you aspired to be in all kinds of careers, from pilot to singer, she denied every single one. She wanted you to be a wife; nothing more or less was suitable. 
The dawning realization hit you that not only did you fail, but you proved her right too. Your young siblings looked up to you and watched you prove her wrong as you lied to them. Yet, you still pretended to be successful, that you were a part of symphonies, and that employers were constantly looking to recruit you. So not only would you return as a failure, but a liar too.
In your well-deserved moment of self-wallowing, you heard the rusty sound of your mail slit open, watching a letter fall to the floor. You stared at it, silently praying that this wasn't the icing on the cake, and your landlord decided to hand out eviction notices. Then, slowly pushing your lethargic body onto its feet, you hobbled over and picked up the letter. 
Ripping the envelope open carelessly, your eyes scanned the paper. You had been hired as part of the staff regarding the Queen Marys voyage, glancing at your calendar briefly, nearly two years after fucking applying. Due to a staffing issue provided by a system failure, you were hired as part of the waiting staff and, on occasional afternoons, a part of the on-sight orchestra. 
A dry laugh escaped you, flipping off the air as you grinned tiredly. "Not yet, grandma, not fucking yet.." 
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The sound of seagulls singing, the smell of seaweed, drying kelp rotting on the shore, and the salty mist of ocean air surrounded you as you passed the crowd. It was boarding day, and you and the rest of the staff members were instructed to board early. But how was that even possible when you had to survive a sea of people instead of boarding a ship. Kids running around, clerly excited, young adults in their groups babbling about the cruise, while you and another worker, Ella, stuck out like a sore thumb in your 1920s-style work uniform. Considering that was when the ship was built and set out to sail, the owner of the Queen Mary only deemed it fitting that the boat preserved its history. 
Along with all the "excuse me's" and "pardon me's," your eyes caught on to a peculiar pair of men. Both sporting shoulder-long locks, one a cheerful blonde and the other a content-looking brunette. Their odd fashion was comparable to yours if they wore formal uniforms. But the clothes looked so ideally suited to their bodies, not an inch of fabric out of place. You just assumed they were history enthusiasts and wanted to match older decades. You caught the gaze of the blonde man, whose laughter and smile stilled as he watched you. A chill traveled down your spine as the eye contact was far too intense for your liking. Ella grabbed your arm carefully, guiding you through the crowd so you two would stay aware of the situation. Finally, you managed to get to the elevator, showing your employee passes before being able to board. 
You glanced out through the glass elevator walls, once again catching sight of the two men from earlier. Yet this time, six pairs of eyes stared at you; a look of shock and utter disbelief fell across their features. There was this incredibly odd, almost indescribable feeling of deja vu washing over you like those handsome faces were familiar. Finally being out of the rush of guests, you had a moment to stare. A man with black hair joined them, his strands of dark locks reaching further down than the others. He looked stoic, calm even, but his gaze connected with yours when you looked at him. He smiled, a gentle soft one that you barely even noticed. But it made you feel something—content. Like the man rarely ever smiled but had done so for you. Before you could fall further into your ridiculous daydreams. You looked away, feeling creeped out as the doors opened, letting you walk up the ramp and board the ship. 
The ship's interior was a work of art all on its own. The lobby, displaying a decorative wall resembling a fountain behind the reception desk, stretched from one corner to another. Several seats and booths were set up to serve as the reception worker's primary domain. Being guided through the halls, past the main entrance seating area. You passed a golden elevator; there was something old-time about it, displaying a large panel to indicate which floor it was on at the top. A large, almost clock-like arrow guided its passage. 
The staff was then split up and shown to their rooms. The halls had a fancy, royally red carpet as the floor. Beautiful golden embroidery gives it a more meaningful design as you pass the countless rooms. Having been given time to settle yourself, you glanced at your room. It looked similar to a standard, single-bed hotel room. A door leads to a closet on your right, being reflected by a body mirror parallel to it. There was a sliding door made of glass on your left, leading to a simple bathroom. A regular-sized bed and a simple bedside table on either side are in the middle of the room. You had put your suitcase against the chairs, flopping onto your bed for a moment to breathe. 
A sharp, almost tapping or knocking sound was heard from your window. Making you snap your head up; nothing should be able to hit your window, considering you were on a ship, high above the waves. Standing up, you glanced outside, watching the night nearly overshadow all the waiting guests if it weren't for the street lamps and store lights. Shrugging, you turned around once more and were later ushered to the restaurant you would serve at with Ella. But, again, given the summary of what was expected of you, you wouldn't be a waitress tonight. 
The restaurant was built to look fancy. Circular tables have neatly, if not ironed tablecloths draped over them. Two plates, four pieces of cutlery, wine glasses, and a white cloth napkin folded in a triangle on each plate. Pointing to the grand chandelier in the room's center, casting the room in a delicate orange glow. Along one side of the restaurant stood a small stage, a few instruments being displayed along with a cello. 
Tonight, you would be entertaining the dining patrons from 6:00 pm till 7:00 pm as the ship's doors finally opened to the public. So, you took your place on stage, skillfully preparing yourself for your session. 
The ship boarded similarly to airplanes, where more exclusive—or affluent passengers got to board first, following up with different groups sectioned by letters. Eventually, the calming silence in the ship slowly became something more welcoming. A soft, joyful buzz of people waiting for their upcoming vacation, or rather journey with bated breaths. 
You, on the other hand, couldn't care less. You were getting good money and had yet to decide if you were even returning to the ship to sail back to America. So instead, you might just stay in Italy for a few weeks. 
There was something so comforting in the idea of just doing as you pleased. No one to find you, just wandering down a road and seeing where it would take you. You were a day-to-day kind of person, and you saw nothing wrong with that. But recently, your days have grown to become boring. 
So, as you heard the loud roar of the ship's horn. You smiled to yourself. You had officially set sail to hopefully new and more exciting adventures. 
Gradually, guests began to appear in the restaurant. So, you started playing a casual, soft jazzy tune. Chatter filled the room, almost like a chorus as you played. You found yourself enjoying the atmosphere; everyone in this room came here for one thing: enjoyment. 
For your scheduled hour, you did nothing but play and enjoy. Playing Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker, Waltz of The Flowers; to Saint-Saëns The Carnival of The Animals. You played it all, a gentle smile tugging at your lips whenever a note hit so beautifully. Sending shivers down your arms and goosebumps, you never failed to get when music was played. 
You hadn't changed one bit. 
Perhaps you would've grown shy while performing if you knew, but this moment had no significant meaning to you. You're just doing your job, simple as that. But what meant so little to you made dead hearts begin to leap again. What it meant for them to see you again, thriving, living, and mortal. Three-hundred unforgiving and torturous years did they spend without you. They spent years getting over your death, and while getting over you wasn't ever accomplished, continuing to survive was. Although blood lacked its taste, the night air its crispness, and music its charm. You stood there on a small stage. Single-handedly providing their miserable lives with color again. With meaning. Although they had long forgotten what it meant to be, or instead feel human again, this was the closest they'll ever get to being so vulnerable. 
Lestat, although having been the most stubborn about accepting your death, was now struggling the most to understand that you were, in fact, alive. Right in front of him, so reachable, so obtainable. But he didn't dare move, frozen in his chair as he watched you. He had dreamed of you every cursed second you were apart, and some part of him didn't want to accept this as reality. Countless nights did he awake in his coffin, arms that had been around you in his dreams now empty. He never minded how cold his skin felt, but nothing was more challenging than the loneliness you left behind. His grief denied him this moment, compared to Louis, who felt nothing but joy; he just couldn't, unlike Armand, who shared the same happiness and disbelief as Louis. 
He was certain you weren't really there. 
To wake up alone after this moment once more, after something that felt so real. So Lestat stayed where he was, silently grieving the only sun in his life that didn't hurt, and enjoyed the sight of you in front of him, alive once more. 
But before you knew it, and any of them wanted to accept, your time was up, and a young pianist came to take your place. You bowed, unaware of the three men who had watched your entire performance with bated breaths. 
As you left the scene. One thing was understood between the three of them; the world wasn't the same without you. They had been given one thing they never had themselves, a second chance. One thing was for sure, they won't lose you again.  
Now that it was seven pm, you were finally able to properly explore the renovated ship. Heading out onto the deck, the breeze gently ruffled your hair. A familiar coldness from the night air hugging you close, enveloping your entire being. You leaned over the railing, tall, half-drunk champagne glass in your hand as you chatted and joked with your newly acquired friend, Ella. A little younger than you, she was a college student who had dropped out of her recent major and decided to take a year off. To find what she really wanted to do. 
You couldn't really judge her for it; teens were forced to make such detrimental decisions way too early, in your opinion. But there was more to life than grades and results. 
A soft clearing of the throat could be heard behind you two. Turning around, you still saw one of the gentlemen from earlier. The one with shoulder-length brown hair tied neatly into a low ponytail and old-fashioned attire. You could tell that he tried looking more modern, but the way his dress shirt and waistcoat snatched his waist so beautifully, you refused to believe the man would ever wear modern-day, baggy clothes and sweatpants.
"Pardon my intrusion, ladies; I just wanted to compliment the wonderful cellist this evening." He mused, a crooked smile framing his face. Ella glanced at you, a playful, bowing smirk tugging at her lips before she nodded. "How wonderful; I'll leave you two be then. My break is over now anyways." She mused, quickly slipping away as you stood there. 
Turning your full attention to the stranger, you smiled welcomingly. This was your favorite thing about traveling. The number of strangers you meant along the way, the people, the stories, the lessons. People never seemed to become boring to you; there always seemed to be something there that always kept you intrigued. 
But something about this stranger didn't feel comparable to all those previous experiences. This man seemed to feel so familiar. "Thank you." You mused you weren't shy by all means, but this man and his companion gave you the oddest of feelings. 
"Excuse me," you began. Then, fully capturing his attention with your words, "But have we met before?" The moment the question escaped your lips an expression painted his face you couldn't quite decipher. 
"Mind if I join you?" He asked, keeping a distance before you nodded. Inviting him to stand beside you, leaning against the railing and staring out at the dark sea. The lights from the ship give the only indication of the waves beneath you, the light softly reflecting against the surface. 
"I don't think we have." The man finally responded to your previous question, his eyes watching the light reflection paint the waves beautifully. "I wouldn't have forgotten someone like you." He hummed with a playful glint as he turned to you and smiled, his forearms resting against the railing. 
"Someone like me?" You asked, chuckling at how broad that phrase was. But, of course, that could mean anything, good or bad. 
"It's a wonderful evening." The brunette mused, occasionally glancing at you as you continued sipping champagne. You awaited his reply to your question but gradually accepted that he would leave your curiosity hanging. "It really is. Have you sailed before?" You asked, attempting a light conversation. The man couldn't help but chuckle as if your question had been silly. Now getting your attention, you stared at him, eyes requesting an explanation for his outbursts. 
As if sensing your confusion, he turned around. His elbows rested against the railing along with his back. "Yes, I have, many times, actually." You nodded, "To where?" But, you added, all kinds of travel interested you, so this wasn't strictly special. 
"You'd be surprised where you can go just by ship." But, although you nodded, traveling by ship was rare besides the vacation cruise or exporting cargo. Perhaps you just didn't know better, but you didn't feel like prying or exactly learning anything at the moment either.
"You know, Mr.—"you trailed off, not knowing the man's name. He smiled at the gesture, having no problem filling in the title for you. “Louis de pointe du lac.” 
You raised your eyebrow, finding such a long name an oddity. "Well, Louis de pointe du lac–" You began again but were again cut off, "Louis. Please refer to me as Louis." 
"Well then, Louis, it was a pleasure meeting you." You mused, not noticing the minor quirk of his smile as you said his name.
"Louis!" A loud voice called in a chiding and scolding manner. The man was obviously annoyed, he was the one with blonde hair styled similarly to Louis's. However, his anger seemed to dwindle when his gaze flashed to yours. He stared for a moment, before softly bowing. You raised your hand to try and prevent the man from literally bending to you, but he simply grasped it. A touch ever so gentle as he kissed the top of your hand, cold soft lips meeting your blazing skin. “Pardon me my chérie, I’m Lestat de Lioncourt, at your service.” 
After your shock finally calmed, you couldn't help but chuckle at the theatrics of this display. Bowing sheepishly, grabbing the edges of your uniform as you did, "Hello, gentleman, I'm Y/N L/N."
The soft sound of someone clearing their throat shifted your attention again, directed at the last man with long black hair in the group. "As lovely a name as ever, I am Armand." He hummed, making you realize the soft accents they had. Louis had an American accent, Lestat carried a faint French accent, and the man who had just introduced himself as Armand sounded European. 
"How rude of us to bombard you like this chérie, care to join us for dinner? I'm afraid the night isn't getting any younger you know." Lestat mused, an eager smile stretching at his lips as he chuckled. You smiled at the offer but shook your head in refusal. "Although I'm not usually the type to deny a dinner with strangers, I'll have to pass this time. I'm too tired to provide any enjoyable company this evening." You hummed, slowly stepping away from what appeared to be a disappointed blonde. 
"Perhaps another time." You added, smiling softly as you turned to the brunette. He shook his head playfully, "Don't mind him, have a good night Y/N." You nodded, waving a little as you finally left. Entering the ship once more as you made your way to your room, letting out a small sigh. The first day of anything was constantly exhausting in your eyes, but today sure gave you hope for more eventful journeys ahead of you. 
You completed your routine rather quickly, but it was still odd to feel the occasional sway or shift of the boat. It was very subtle, but you would notice if you focused on it. Removing your uniform, you let it against one of the vacant chairs before hopping into the shower. Luckily the bathrooms were made to look more modern than the rest of the ship; you were a stickler when it came to bathrooms. Being quick to shower, you dried yourself off and put yourself in some loose clothes. You would consider yourself someone who doesn't wear specific pajamas for bed; you would wear whatever was comfortable. 
Laying down after such an eventful day was pure bliss, even though you didn't do anything that was physically exhausting. Your feet still ached from all the walking, your lower back complained from the luggage you carried, and your mental state was even more drained. If there was one thing you were ready for tonight, it was to clock out until someone would bother you again tomorrow. Turning off your night lamp, you were quick to doze off. 
Although your sleep was quick to come, it didn't stay. You sleep in two-hour increments but eventually give up after five A.M. You get dressed, not in your usual work uniform, since you would only have to check in for work late into the day. So at the moment, you were a simple guest. Stepping out of your room, you walked past the halls and suites. But you halted at the loud crash of what you could only assume was furniture tipping over. The noises erupted from the room as if a band of wild animals had been let loose. 
You should have continued walking; this was none of your business. But the thought of it being a case of domestic violence or any other situation where your interference might've helped had you backtracking. You stayed silent, letting your ears strain to make up any conversation through the door. 
"Absolutely not!" A loud yet familiar voice boomed as glass shattering followed the commotion. 
"Why the hell not?" Another voice followed; this was a heated debate between two men. "What are you waiting for, Louis?" A moment of silence, like a glass of ice-cold water, was splashed onto you. You knew these men; this must've been Louis and the other's suite. At least, that's what you assumed. 
You could hear stomping, the screeching of a chair against the wooden floor, then again silence. "Three-hundred fucking years. Three-fucking-hundred! Now you're suggesting that we let her go? Live a human life, a vulnerable, fragile, dangerous human life?" The man's voice, who you pinned as Lestats argued. But the mention of humanity, as if implying that there was something outside of that spectrum unnerved you. We're they rehearsing for some play? 
"No, that's not it, Lestat, and you know that." Louis's voice spoke calmly, but there was a clear, agitated tone. For how long have they been arguing? 
"Leaving her mortal makes her fragile, yes. But turning her could leave her hating us." The accented voice of Armand spoke, making you sincerely wonder who this 'she' was. 
"You're risking everything!" Lestat couldn't believe they had this conversation for the last hour. After your sweet self had retired for the night, there was tension between them. It wasn't until Lestat lured a slightly drunk woman into their room and decided to celebrate his lover's reappearance with a bloody gore fest. Armand had partaken, not with much interest in the human blood-bag, and Louis was his sympathetic self as he drank. It wasn't until Lestat's small comment about how cute you'd look, all bloody and desperate for blood. Fledglings were always so needy once they got a taste, and he couldn't wait to indulge you. Then, of course, there was still the probing question of who would be your sire, your maker. 
But Louis had cut him off, stating that you needed to stay human longer. To grow accustomed to them and eventually to their life. Louis understood where Lestat was coming from; perhaps he would've been more rational if he wasn't so exhausted from their argument. He sat slouched in a soft, red-cushioned chair. Rubbing his temples in an attempt to soothe his headache. He sympathized with you because he knew someone would turn you sooner rather than later. He just couldn't bear you going through the terrors he went through; he could still recall the way you had refused to turn the first time they had all met. They had foolishly allowed you to stay human for a little longer, where you had found yourself in a riot and subsequently lost your life in the raging mob. 
He would be a liar if he said he didn't want to turn you too. To have that security, they had an eternity to properly court you, but you were human. Weak and fragile, with so little time compared to them. 
Armand was the calmest in the situation. He, too, wanted nothing more than to hold you like he had always done, to share his gift with you like he had wanted to all those years ago. But you didn't want that then and didn't seem open to something so life-altering now. The risk of developing a bad relationship through actions rushed by their emotions was too risky, despite his creeping fear at the idea of you being human. If they were on a ship, there would be no civil unrest and certainly no outright threats that could actively harm you. 
His coffin has felt so empty without you; for once in his miserable immortal life did he feel at peace. All of them did, and although they all felt torn. They eventually decided to wait to develop a small relationship before changing you. 
You still stood outside, shaking your head at what you had heard. Utter nonsense, complete nonsensical sentences. Finally, you walked off, unaware that your footsteps had been heard. And three protective vampires were not too keen on the idea of someone knowing about them, about you. 
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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William, Louis, Albert, Sherlock, Moran, James, Mycroft and their favorite spots to kiss you at?
Oh! I misunderstood the first time I read it lol, ok no problem Anon!
Pairing: William, Louis, Albert, Sherlock, Moran, James, Mycroft x Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, making out, slight groping/fondling, teasing, neck kisses, shoulder kisses
A/N: They all make me swoon so hard!
William likes to kiss you in the living room while the two of you are relaxing after a long day. It's one of the spots he allows himself to be the most vulnerable at. He doesn't particularly care if someone were to walk in and see the two of you, he will give you a kiss regardless.
Louis will kiss you in passing in between chores that he does. He keeps busy a lot during the day so it's really the only time he can kiss you, other then mission and meetings and of course during your alone time at night before you go to sleep.
Albert kisses you only behind closed doors. Well he can kiss your hand during a social event but the real kisses are for you to witness only. He's the kind of man who can get pretty carried away when kissing you and he'd rather not contribute to the inevitable gossip.
Sherlock either kisses you in his office or his bedroom. Any other place and you're more then likely get interrupted by someone. He can't have that, not when he's too busy leaving hickyes and marks down your neck as you squirm against him.
Moran doesn't care where he's kissing you as long as he's kissing you. Everyone knows not to approach and try to pull anything when he's around. He'll kiss you anywhere his lips can reach and hold you against him while cupping your ass to let everyone know that you're his.
James will pull you into a kiss anywhere to surprise you and see you blush and be flustered. He likes being the gentleman of course but he can't deny that you look cute when you're walking hand in hand and he leans over to kiss you, much to the disgruntled gasps and murmurs of the people around you.
Mycroft will kiss you as soon as he comes home from work. No matter where he finds you he'll wrap his arms around you from behind and kiss your neck and shoulder until you're gasping and asking for more.
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parkvcrs · 6 months
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Boyfriend! Louis Headcanons
WARNING(S): nothing!
NOTES: i hope you have a wonderful day c:
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• Louis is never been the subtle type. If and when he wants to show off to impress you, he’ll make sure to do it in style, like making killing walkers a competition for example.
- You better shower that boy with compliments and praises or else he’ll give you the biggest puppy dog eyes and mope around until you do.
• He’s like Ken — he only has a great day if you have a great day. 😭
• Louis always calls you “my girl.”
- “Sorry, guys. Can’t hang today. My girl wanted me to show her the ropes on the whole ‘learning piano thing’.”
- “How’s my favorite girl doing?”
• Speaking of this talent of his, since Louis only knows how to play two songs on the piano, you have this secret mission whenever you and a few other members of the group go out scavenging and that’s if you ever find a sheet of music, you’ll gift it to Louis to learn.
- The chances of this happening are low, but it’s the thought that counts, right?
- If you ever achieve this, Louis will make sure you never forget it (it’s not like you could even if you tried). If he could, he definitely would get the gift framed.
• The boy likes flowers. I’m calling it.
• HOWEVER, if you ever do give Louis flowers, he’ll be a bit confused at first, asking you why you’re holding out flowers to him even though it should be the other way around to which you’ll reply, “Most men only receive flowers during their funeral. Plus, can’t I give my boyfriend some flowers anyway? Come on… just take them before I change my mind.”
- He can’t say no to a face like that. Still, the first part of your response will leave him like: :0
- Give Louis a flower crown and he will act like it’s a priceless artifact. It doesn’t take much to impress him fjdjdjdjdj
(He’s the type of guy to ask, “would you love me as a worm? 🥺”)
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London Boy- louis partridge x reader social media au
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yourname.official
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yourname.official I LOVE YOU, LONDON!!! liked by conangray, joelocke and 2,09,300 others.
conangray so... other than blasting london boy in your car, did you meet any cute ones?
sadiesink_ i love you, but next time i need front row tickets.
youname.official me too ig? sadie_theloml that night was sparkling, don't you let it go 🥺
taylornation you're so GORGEOUS!
yourname.official our song for all the london boys conangray zendaya yeah but, i LOVE your american smile...
youname.collective when you know you're that girl. conangray
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conangray i had the time of my life...with you 💖 liked by yourname.official, sadiesink_ and 1,98,940 others.
yourname.official i couldn't be more BLESSED to have you on stage with me. you're my heart, my soul and the reason for the teardrops on my guitar... i adore you and can't wait for our... project together?
sadiesink_ i wanted to be there too, but my dumbass became an actor. STILL you couldn't count me in on your next *project*?! yourname.official NO, YOU'RE AMAZING, my love louispartridge in sadiesinks_'s words...loved our work on the *project* lovin.mills WAIT, WHAT PROJECT?!
zendaya my beautiful besties 🥺💘
florence.bysink I ALREADY KNOW I'M IN LOVE WITH THE PROJECT EVEN THOUGH I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS.
milliebobbybrown the *project* has found it's feet again.
millie.y/nlove is it...what i think it is?! enolaholmesmovie umm....
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enolaholmesmovie Tis' i... once again? Now streaming, Enola Holmes SEASON 2, only on Netflix! liked by yourname.official, millebobbybrown and 4,89,400 others.
yourname.official i am in LOVE with this cast
milliebobbybrown i am in LOVE with you louispartridge we LOVE you too!!! millie.y/nlove it IS what i thought it was, wtf?!
louispartridge this cast is BASICALLY written by the writers of friends... -yourname.official
yourname.official and i am chandler! henrycavill Pretty sure that's me. louispartridge it's ME milliebobbybrown it's probably not me.
sadiey/n.forevermore okay netflix, i guess i am subscribing to you again.
yourname.official as the chandler bing of the cast, i appreciate it. louispartridge no I AM the chandler, and yourname.official is my monica. yourname.official i am NOT monica. louispartridge your ocd says something else... florence.bysink did no one notice he said HIS monica?!
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louispartridge was forced to post this at 2am. liked by yourname.official, zendaya and 2,03,080 others.
youname.official so it's safe to say YOU'RE the monica to MY chandler.
florence.bysink shslbsdnjhkg YES.
milliebobbybrown so who am i then?
yourname.official the rachel to our chandler and monica 🥺 zendaya our?! florence.bysink THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING.
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yourname.official these beauties came to surprise me today 🖤 liked by louispartridge, zendaya and 2,09,890 others.
louispartridge i think we've established that i look the coolest here.
yourname.official alright, would love to hear your music now... oh wait, there's none. louispartridge your sarcasm is showing, chandler. maintain it. yourname.official isn't that my job? in chandler's words.. i like maintaining you (and it). milliebobbybrown when i tell you he BLUSHED.
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florence.bysink CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHY LOUIS ADDED THIS TO HIS STORY AND TAGGED yourname.official?! liked by millliebobbybrown and 13,09,400 others
sadiesmills I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yourname.fandom i hope they are together, i mean he makes her really happy!!
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yourname.official address the letters to the holes in my butterfly wings... liked by louispartridge, sadiesink_ and 3,09,080 others.
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louispartridge nothing’s forever, nothing's as good as it seems, but i hope you know how proud i am you were created. liked by yourname.official, conangray and 2,08,600 others.
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bradshawlover · 2 years
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𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 - louis partridge x reader imagine
(from my wattpad book 𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐘)
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↪︎ 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 across your face as you stared at the newly released sneak peaks of the upcoming show 'pistol.' a variety of poses were made by the cast as you swiped through each slide. the cast were all getting out of a car and making faces at the camera, making you chuckle at all the ways they were flipping the camera off.
louis had been traveling around england, reaching all of the stunning filming sites for the show. it looked fantastic so far, but you haven't seen him in a few months now, and it began to feel like ages.
now, it's been nearly seven months since you have seen louis, and being with each other long distance has been more difficult than ever.
you attempted to call every day, but every day turned into every other day, to every week, to every other week. your calls may have become scarce, but your love for each other never did.
your heart still seemed to beat just for louis, and it broke your heart to not see him in person. the small kisses you would share, the way his arms would wrap around your waist, the headphones you would share and listen to your favorite music were all small parts of your relationship that seemed to be lost.
the pistol premiere was quickly approaching, and lucky for you, the name y/n y/l/n was on the list. of course you would be attending the premiere to support louis, and you couldn't wait to get there and surprise him.
the day of the event was tomorrow, and your outfit was patiently waiting for you to put it on. you were ecstatic to see louis, and finally be in his arms once again.
you couldn't wait to see his hazel eyes in person, feel his soft brown hair, and wrap your arms around him to give him a much needed hug. it was easy in the beginning, but once the first month passed it became harder to fall asleep without louis whispering a soft, "goodnight darling" in your ear with a gentle kiss placed on your forehead.
warm tears would fall down your face as you laid in bed, staring at the ceiling wishing louis were here. you had gotten used to his arms rocking you to sleep, but he had been replaced by a pillow on your bed.
now that you knew you would be reunited with louis, you had no idea what to do with yourself. and on the other side of london, louis didn't know either.
he misses you just as much as you miss him, and the fact that you would be reunited made him so happy. he couldn't wait to wrap his arms around your waist and kiss you like he had never before.
as you went to bed that night, your head hit the pillow and your thoughts were invaded by louis. the cold sheets wrapped around your body and you dreamt of being reunited with louis again.
the warm lemon light laid on your face, coming in through the clear glass panes. you had to wake up early to make it to the premiere prepared and on time, so you glanced to your bedside table and checked the time.
butterflies filled your stomach and never left as the day slowly ticked by. you were beyond excited at this point, and by the time hudson, your hair stylist, and nia, your makeup artist, came by, you were smiling ear to ear.
"what's got you in a good mood?" nia teased as she began setting all of her brushes out, preparing to cleanse your face and get it ready for makeup.
"i'm just excited for the premiere." you grin at your reflection as she begins to cleanse your face. "or is it just louis?" she smirks cheekily as your face blushes a light pink shade.
she nods her head in triumph as hudson opens the door with a wide grin, "you ready for this?"
basing your look after the late 70s, nia and you decided to do a neat smokey eye with a beautiful red lip that made the look pop beautifully. hudson teased your hair and bangs after rolling them, letting your hair sit in gorgeous curls.
you pulled your dress on which was also inspired by the late 70s punk fashion shown in the television show. the dress was made of up-cycled pin stripe fabric with the top of a brown pin stripe vest and a short skirt made out of matching pants. you chose a few chains to hang from one side of your vest with black distressed tights underneath it. the outfit was finished with a pair of lowtop doc martens.
you put on a few chain necklaces, a few rings (one being louis'), and a set of earrings. as you stepped out of your bathroom, nia grinned and clapped her hands excitedly, "you look breathtaking!"
you smiled and thanked both her and hudson for their help as they ushered you out the door with a black leather jacket in hand. you shrugged on the jacket and stepped into the limo waiting for you in your driveway.
nerves bubbled in your stomach as you sat in the car, getting closer and closer to louis. you were so excited to see him, but thoughts filled your head telling you that he wouldn't be.
you attempted to push those thoughts away and focus on seeing him as the car came to a halt, and the driver smiled telling you, "good luck."
the door opened and several snaps from cameras were heard. the flashes blinded your eyes like the sun as the guard that opened your door smiled politely.
"thank you." you whispered as you stepped out of the car eliciting dozens of screams. the paparazzi yelled for you to look at them so that they could get the perfect shot for their editor.
"y/n! y/n, over here! beautiful!" they would yell as you stepped foot on the red carpet. a smile graced your lips at the sight in front of you; fans were sat on the left of you for a few yards and the backdrop looked stunning.
the 'pistol' backdrop welcomed you as you stepped foot deeper into the premiere. as you continued walking, you felt two hands grab your shoulders from behind you.
you jumped a bit and turned, seeing millie partridge in front of you. your jaw dropped as she grinned cheekily at you, similar to how louis would. you hadn't seen this girl in seven months as well, as she had been traveling with louis. you had missed her; she's been an amazing friend and you loved hanging out with her, even if she was a few years younger than you.
"millie partridge, is that you?" you teased as she shrugged her shoulders playfully. she leaned forward capturing you in a hug as you embraced the girl.
"it's so amazing to see you y/n." she mutters into the hug, making you smile. "i've missed you." you grin as she mirrors your smile. both of you talk for a moment, catching up on simple things that will be spoken about in depth later as louis had texted you earlier this morning almost bursting with excitement: "good morning love, i cant wait to see you tonight😩 and it's now law that you have to sleepover at my place 🤭🤭"
grinning at the thought of seeing him, millie rose her eyebrows at you knowingly. "you're thinking of louis." she stated in a sing-song voice. your cheeks flushed red as you bit back a smile at the thought of seeing him.
"well i have no idea where he is, so we can find him together." she chuckled, making you smile and shake your head. "alright, let's do it." you grinned as you continued walking on the red carpet.
pictures were taken of the two of you as you walked by and occasionally stopped. photographers thought your relationship was adorable, and the fans loved that you were friends with all of his family, and him for yours too.
your heart beat felt like it was speeding up as you got closer to the center of the red carpet. laughter erupted in front of you and you saw a majority of the cast gathering together to take a photo.
your breath hitched in your throat as you glanced across all of them, searching for the familiar mop of brown hair. a guy on the edge of the chain of people turned and noticed the two of you and waved, "hey millie, and i'm assuming you're y/n? i've heard lots about you." he grins as you smile in return, recognizing him as the actor for john lydon.
"that's me, anson, right?" you question, attempting to match the name to a face. he smiled and nodded, "yeah, and i assume you're lookin for this guy?" he steps backwards revealing the boy you've been thinking of for the past seven months, the boy you've longed for, cried for.
he was standing right in front of you, and you didn't know how to react. anson smacked louis in the arm lightly, and louis turned to look at him catching a glimpse of you.
his eyes widened and he turned, catching your gaze. "oh my fucking god." he mutters as his lips turn up into his iconic lopsided smile that you've been thinking about for months.
anson makes a hand motion, telling him to go say hi and louis runs up and meets you halfway, embracing you in a hug. "i cant believe it, hi." he mumbles into your ear as he places a kiss on your neck.
"hi lou." you smile as he squeezes your waist softly. he pulls back and looks at you, "i love your outfit darling." he smiles, watching your face turn pink having not heard him use pet names in person for a long time.
"i love yours too, i'm excited to watch the show." you grin as he pulls you in for another hug. "i'm just so happy you're here." he mutters peppering soft kisses under your ear.
you place a kiss on his cheek as he leans back, caressing your face. "i've missed you so much. we have a lot to catch up on." he grins cheekily, pulling your face up towards his own.
you grin in response, "i've missed you more, and i can't wait." his face was so close, you could smell his mint breath fanning across your face tempting you to capture his lips in a kiss. he could smell the coconut chapstick on your lips, begging for him to come closer.
your lips touched and the two flavors entwined in a hug, meeting after what felt like forever. he wanted to save this moment in his pocket; hide it away like a shoplifter.
luckily for the both of you, cameras were going off left and right, letting you know that no one would forget this moment, not even you two.
you were both swept up by passion; happy and nervous to see each other again. happy because you had been waiting for this moment for a lifetime and nervous because you didn't want to lose this moment as a distant memory, like all of the kisses you shared months before.
your hand reached up and cupped his cheek, pulling him down to reach you better. he smiled against your lips, deciding to continue this later.
you had both forgotten you were in public for a moment, too caught up in each other to even realize that everyone was cheering around you.
as your lips broke apart, swollen and longing for the other, your faces broke out in wide grins.
"that was long overdue." you muttered, holding one of his hands by your waistline. he threw his head back smiling, allowing you to admire him from a few inches below his face.
"yes, and we'll have to continue it later." he whispered softly as he smiled, noticing that you were staring. "i know i'm pretty, but it's rude to stare."
you chuckled, shaking your head at his cockiness. he smiled brightly, missing the way you laughed at his behavior. he treasured you like a pirate does with gold, keeping you locked away from anyone.
your romantic love was only for him, and his for you. he never wanted to leave you again, and he assured himself that he would make up for all that lost time, just as you promised yourself hours earlier.
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youandmedead · 4 months
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𝕽𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖝 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊 - 𝕷𝖔𝖚𝖎𝖘 𝖝 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗
Warnings: Slight angst with fluff at the end, basic vampire stuff, not fully proof read
Synopsis: In which you finally manage to convince Louis to relax for a bit and cuddle with them
Notes: Not too sure if I’ve wrote Louis’ character correctly/ well 😅
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Stress consumed him.
Everything felt far too difficult to deal with…all the murder, manipulation, the changes to his once mortal body. Nothing would ever be the same, the world as he knew it turned upside down.
So much was coursing through his mind, especially as he now has a new young addition to this strange collection of people who happened to be one in the same of the supernatural species known as vampires.
Guilt was another companion in addition to all of the stress burdening him. He allowed Lestat to turn yet another innocent soul on the street into such an awful creature as he. He truly felt pity and guilt for the young girl known as Claudia.
As Louis sat and contemplated his regrets and past mistakes, he failed to acknowledge the presence that lurked beside him.
This said figure, leaned in close beside him and spoke, "You're doing it again."
Startled, Louis jumped slightly enough for one to notice and turned to face the figure beside him.
"I do not know what you speak of (Y/n)." Sighed Louis.
(Y/n) moved to sit on the arm of the chair that one of their vampire companions rested upon. They put an arm around his shoulder and rested their head on his, whilst playing with his hair.
"You're getting in your head again my love...you can practically smell the guilt, the anger and the anguish on you."
He smirked spitefully, "Is that so?"
"It is...I grow worried about you Louis, more and more by the nights on our once mortal plane."
Louis abruptly arose from his seat, leaving (Y/n) to lose balance and fall to where he once sat.
"Why shouldn't I feel like this? I am guilty just as much as he is-"
"Still not using his name huh? ...he really must have gotten to you." They interrupted.
His head whipped round and Louis gave (Y/n) a stare straight through their now non-existent soul. He sped right in front of their form, still staring into their eyes.
(Y/n) chuckled, "I don't get threaten easily."
They placed a hand on Louis's shoulder and gave him a small smile, "You need to relax. The stress is consuming you Louis, please...even if you just lie down for a bit. Please, just relax for me."
His stare still remained upon them until his eyes softened and he sighed once more muttering several apologies. (Y/n) have him a light kiss on the forehead, "No need to apologise."
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(Y/n) then began to lead Louis into the coffin room and opened up the lid. They were the first to lay down within it and then signalled for Louis to join them with open arms. At this point, for a reason they had an inkling of a clue as to why, Louis hesitated and just stood there intimidatingly, watching to see if they'd change you mind.
"Well?"
He sighed and sooner rather than later, climbed into the coffin alongside his significant other. Louis laid his head on their chest and wrapped his arms around their waist and sighed. Y/n then closed the lid of the coffin and in turn wrapped their arms around Louis, giving him a gentle and comforting squeeze. They gave a gentle smile and gave him a gentle kiss before they too drifted off into slumber, they felt grateful and less anxious now that they knew their partner was able to take a small break from his daily stresses
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rebelliousstories · 4 months
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Elf
25 Days of Ficmas
Relationship: Louis Pointe du Lac
Fandom: Interview With The Vampire
Request: No
Warnings: Fluff, Slight Angst
Word Count: 2,232
Masterlist: Here
Summary: Claudia wants to partake in the Christmas cheer and dress up for their party. With her dad’s otherwise occupied, she employs the help of the only other woman in the home.
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A beautiful blonde head of curls wandered through the luxurious estate she had found herself in. In her hands, an equally gorgeous doll with porcelain skin and rosy cheeks. Their curls nearly matched, and you could not tell where her hair ended and the doll’s began. Her quest to find either one of her papa’s had not returned with any results yet, but she still continued. She looked in each room she could open but felt herself grow more and more frustrated when she still could not find them. Not only could she not find her papa’s, she could not find anyone. No one alive or dead was seen in the entire house.
“Claudia, what are you doing, my dear?” Turning around, the young girl beheld the only other woman in the home. Louis’ lover who had yet to turn had stopped her reading when the young girl wandered into the living room.
“Where are my papa’s?” She inquired, looking around. Claudia shifted on her feet, clearly nervous about being around the human. Louis had specifically instructed her not to even think about feeding from the human, and there would be severe repercussions if he thought she had. Her bloodlust still had yet to calm down thus leading her to not bond closely with the woman.
“Louis and Lestat went out on business. Something about getting provisions for the party in a few evenings. Is there something you needed, dear?” Her tone was so sweet and motherly; it made Claudia rethink her attitude towards the woman. Seeing how nervous the vampire girl was, the human patted the space next to her on the lounge for her to join on. Claudia cautiously walked over to the piece of furniture and sat gingerly down. It was if she thought that if she moved to hard or fast that the human would become frightened of her, or her hunger would surface.
“Now, what is it that you need your papa’s for? Maybe I can help instead?” She offered to the young girl. Claudia fiddled with the dress on her doll as she tried to find the words to talk to her.
“I just wanted to have some help choosing an outfit for the party.” She murmured, keeping her eyes down still. The woman next to her wanted to place her hand on the child, but thought otherwise.
“Well, I may have a few ideas if you want to look through my sketchbook.” Claudia immediately looked up towards the woman, who gazed down at her with love and a hint of mischief in her eyes. The young girl nodded eagerly and followed the woman to her room to retrieve said book. A coffin was seated right next to the large bed that was in the center of the farthest wall; which she knew belonged to Louis. Having never been in this room, Claudia took the time to look around as the older woman looked for her sketchbook.
“Aha! Here we are.” She beckoned Claudia over to her bed, and sat them both down on the plush mattress and blankets. Opening the front cover, Claudia was mesmerized by the vivid colors and intense strokes that defined the outfits that covered the pages. The young vampire flicked through the pages while feeling eyes on her from above but felt no nervousness now. She felt safe, like how she felt with Louis. They sat there for several moments in silence; Claudia flicking through the book and Louis’ lover watching her. They were not half-way through the book when Claudia excitedly pointed to a page with a costume sketched on.
“This one.” She decided. The older woman looked closer at it, and nodded at her choice.
“Excellent design, my dear.”
They agreed to keep the dress a secret from the other two vampires for the time being. Claudia did not have many opportunities to surprise her papa’s, and this was her chance. During the day while the vampires slept, Louis’ lover went over to the fabric shops near their home, gathering everything she needed to complete the request of the girl in time for the party in a few days. It was not going to be easy but it was going to be worth it. She worked in her sewing room where Lestat never ventured except to the door occasionally to complain about a tear in his clothing and beg her to fix it. Claudia would come in quite often to see the progress and even help. She loved being able to pin the border and trims around the edge of her skirts, and took great pride in helping to create her dress. Yet the one face that she had not seen much was the face of her lover, Louis.
He made himself scare in the days leading up to the Christmas party that Lestat insisted on having, and it greatly irked his lover. She got up from sewing a panel of the skirt together to take a break and made it her mission to find him. Walking towards the piano music that had begun to spin up, but was upset when she saw it was only Lestat and Claudia. She turned around and walked through the house stopping in the usual places she could have found her lover. He was not brooding at the dining table, nor was he reading in the living room. However, she did find him staring in contemplation at the fireplace in the library. The warm glow of the flames cast shadows over his face making him seem much older and more angular than he was, but it did not deter her. She walked towards her lover and gently placed her hand on his arm, pulling him from his thoughts. Louis grabbed his lover’s hand and placed a delicate kiss to her knuckles as she walked around to stand in front of him.
“I haven’t seen much of you lately, lover. What troubles you?” She whispered to the man before her. Had he been a human, he would not have caught it, but he did. He thought for a moment, choosing his words carefully, before he spoke.
“What are you and Claudia hiding?” He questioned, locking his eyes onto his lover’s. She giggled, which confused the vampire greatly.
“Oh, my love. You needn’t worry. She just wants to surprise you and Lestat with her dress for the party.” She explained, caressing her hand over her lover’s angular cheek. He nodded and kissed her palm, accepting what she said. However, his mood did not lift. Louis’ lover then placed herself gracefully in his lap, forcing his arms to wrap around her in order to keep her secured in her spot.
“That’s not the only thing plaguing your thoughts. Talk to me, Louis.” She pleaded. One of her hands went to his hair, while the other cradled his jaw. Supernatural eyes met natural ones; all the sorrow of the world rested in them.
“Just thinking about Christmas when I was Claudia’s age.” His lover said nothing and allowed the man to continue with his remembrance.
“When I was young, mother would tell us that elves were all around during the holiday season. That they were watching to see who was naughty and who was nice to report to Santa. It wasn’t until I was a young man before I learned the truth. Santa was not real and neither were his little helpers. I remember being Claudia’s age and going to see the town square that was decorated, believing that there were elves all around.” His eyes became distant as he reflected on his past, and yet the woman perched in his lap remained silent still. Louis closed his eyes and dropped his head onto her chest, and stayed. They remained there for several minutes, although it could have been hours for all they knew. She pressed a kiss to his head, but did not pull away yet.
“They may not have pointed ears, or jingle bells on their shoes, but helpers of Santa exist to help keep the spirit of Christmas. Whether you see them or not.” Her gentle whisper reverberated through Louie’s being. He had long since lost the magic of Christmas, but he supposed that Claudia still believed in all that. Louis nuzzled himself deeper into her chest, and continued to sit there with his lover.
A few days later, the Christmas party was in full swing. Lestat flitted about with the home, fully at peace with entertaining the guests. His charismatic smile stretched across his pale skin, and made his eyes dazzle. The blonde curls fell over his shoulder as he turned his head to look around. He was looking for some thing specific. No, someone specific; Louis and Claudia. Lestat was indifferent to the human that lived with them. He did not mind her presence as a whole, but could not begin to care about her in the slightest if she showed up. Eventually, he found one of the two he was looking for. Louis was nursing a cup of wine and a few grapes as his eyes scanned the room.
“Where is Claudia?” Lestat demanded of the dark haired vampire who sat unbothered. Said vampire popped another grape into his mouth, and then spoke.
“Getting dressed.” His simple reply came, which infuriated Lestat. However, Louis was not paying attention to him. The girl were taking a bit longer than originally planned but it would surely be worth it. Claudia and his love would come out and steal the show. He hoped that is what was going to happen. It made Louis swell with pride when he saw his lover captivate people in any room they were in. Out of all the damned creatures on this pane, she chose him. Him; a flawed, imperfect, sinner of the worst variety. Her; an angel, beautiful, perfect, saint above all else. She chose him.
“Ah, there she is. Look at that gown.” Lestat proclaimed, eyes intently watching his daughter walk down the stairs with Louis’ lover, hand in hand. The vampires’ locked their eyes on to the women that were about to grace the room with their presence. A soft green dress, with minor gold accents, and a touch of an icy blue throughout the designs that were delicately placed all over the dress Claudia was in. Her feet covered by slippers in the same green shade as her dress. Her hair looked freshly washed, while her cheeks looked perfectly rosy. She looked like a beautiful doll.
And while Lestat fawned over Claudia, intent on showing her around immediately, Louis’ eyes stayed on the child before he was rocked to look towards his lover. A darker, forest green draped her figure while the emerald around her neck glittered to life. A small ring of citrine that matched her lover’s eyes rested on her finger, and it took his breath away. Well, it would if he had any. Her heels clicked softly against the hard flooring, and her gloves deafened the sound of the banister she was holding onto. When Louis extended a hand to her, she placed it in his without hesitation. But the did not move from the stairs. He tried to find the words, but nothing seemed to come out.
“That dress. The one Claudia is wearing. Where did you?” Louis could not put into words the emotions he was feeling.
“You know where the design came from, my love.” She replied, staring deep into his eyes that were slowly welling up with tears.
“My daughter.” His voice barely a whisper, so difficult to hear over the sound of the party. But he watched his lover nod her head gently.
“I saw a picture of that dress on her in one of your photos, and felt so inspired by it that I had to draw it. When Claudia wanted a dress last week, she was drawn to that one as well. She couldn’t explain it either, but the design really spoke to her. Are you upset?” She questioned timidly, not wishing to upset the vampire before her. As a few tears fell from his eyes, that he tried desperately to hide, he shook his head.
“No, dearest. I’m glad that her memory can live on, even in something as simple as a dress. I appreciate it.” She smiled at his words and pulled him into a loving embrace.
“They might not have pointed ears, or jingles on their shoes-” her words purposefully trailing off, “but helpers of Santa exist to help keep the spirit of Christmas.” Louis finished in the neck of his lover. He pulled back and placed a single delicate kiss to her lips, before remembering the rules of etiquette they had to abide by, and returned to the party they had nearly abandoned.
Claudia continued to be fawned over, with plenty of people genuinely inquiring about the dress she was wearing. She loved being able to tell her that she helped to make it, and most of it was done by the woman on Louis’ arm. Louis was pleased at how well the girls were finally starting to get along after this whole experience. No one noticed, or at least no one said anything, about the ethereal feeling of the woman on Louis’ arm. No one cared to mention the slight point of her ear that was revealed from her updo.
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hii i saw ur requests are open and i was wondering if you could do something with Louis twdg x reader fluff maybe the reader got hurt or something? thank you!
(hello! Sure I can, sorry this took me so long and sorry if it's short!)
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Louis is sorta the one to be panicky while trying to remain calm
It backfires through
When you get hurt, he is immediately by your side
He will help you no matter what way he can to help you get to somewhere safe if it was on a run, or just try and fix it
Like if you're bleeding, he'll try and stop it for example
If you are getting the medical attention you need, he will be there to help you the whole time
He's trying make sure you are okay <3
If something happened like in the slightest, his anxiety spikes so high
If you twisted an ankle, broke a bone, bleeding profusely, he is so shaky but also the best person to have by your side
He tries man
He won't let you do anything hard, but won't do everything everything for you if it makes you feel guilty to have him do everything
Please get what I am saying
If you need anything though, he will happily get it if it makes it a bit easier for you
He apologizes for you getting hurt even if it wasn't his fault
It could have been someone else or your fault completely, he still feels guilty
He'll take care of you, it actually makes it feel a bit normal for him too and it makes him happy
With him by your side, you for sure will make a speedy recovery
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haggamennon · 1 year
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♡Light Shower♡
How He treats you and one of your dates:
Louis x Herbivore!GN!Reader (Romantic)
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(The Shishigumi Lions just being goofy and giving moral support to Louis)
TW: Fluff, Angst, and other things.
(not that much scary but if you feel uncomfortable reading, please, don't read)
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Since you are a Herbivore, he would have maximum protection over you. He notice that tou were really shy near the other, he thought it was cute.
When the night comes, when everyone is sleeping, He spends hours talking to you on video call (even if you have been talking all day).
(he became more protective over you, and always keeps in touch with you, afraid of losing you).
To him, you are everything, he even told his dad that He won't need an arranged marriage because he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.
If there's anyone bothering or even taking your attention away from him. He'd make sure to show the person that you're taken.
When there are any holidays or when it is weekend, you two decide to have a movie night. In my mind, I think he's a huge fan of cartoon (Since he lost half of his childhood with... you know what....My Poor Baby😭😭😭)
He would sit with you on his lap while watching it. If any climax happens, he'll start asking a thousand questions about it...
He even gave you a gift. Two necklaces, one with a padlock and the other with a key, they were really special for both of you.
He stayed with the padlock collar and you stayed with the key one. (He said it was because he only had eyes for you and wanted to show you that he would never leave or betray you, and he kept his promise)
TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression and fear.
When He got disappeared during the festival, you started getting anxious, you couldn't find him anywhere.
You texted and tried to call him with your phone, but nothing. After a some months that looked like years, He appears just to unenroll from school...
When He comes to your dorm, to give you one last goodbye kiss. But all He saw was you with red eyes and your cheeks fur all wet from crying. He just realized that he might have made a big mistake by leaving you behind, but He didn't have a choice...
For the past one hour, He spent it by hugging you and apologizing a lot in between the hug.
He kept the promise. He never took off the necklace, nor did you.
You were so sad and worried that you just were happy and relieved that he was safe. You cried during the hug, making the crook of his neck all wet from your tears.
He keep contact with you after he left. He promised to hangout with you during weekends.
He always spoil you with gifts and flowers (you dorm basically is a garden from how much He cares about you)
When He told you that he was the Boss of the Shishigumi, you almost freaked out. You knew they're a gang made of Lions and they eat meat.
You were waiting for an day to tell him about your number mark...
One of your dates:
It was Saturday, you have finished your homework and were leaving the bathroom after a nice bath, you notice there was a left message from your Boyfriend.
"Hey. Ready to go out for dinner and spend some time together?"
"Yep. I just left the bathroom, I'll put my clothes and meet you outside the school. Just 15 minutes and I'm there, See you there♡"
"Okay, I'll be waiting♡"
You put on a casual outfit and uses a perfume and other things just to look perfect to go out with him. You pick up a jacket, to keep your dorm keys and your School ID Card with you all the time. You headed outside the building and went to the gates of the school. When you exit the place, you saw an expensive car parked near the school, Louis was leaning against the car, waiting for you while he thought about something else.
"Hey Louis!" You make him jump a little, making him look in your direction and give a slight passionate smile. "Sorry for making you wait here, hehe..."
"That's alright. How are you doing, anything new at school?" He asked as he walks towards you and give you a soft kiss on your lips.
"Just the usual things... Oh, right, Els told me that a new member entered the Drama Club, she said he's a Dall Sheep. He's quite a teasing type of guy, most of the carnivores hate him already..." You giggle at the end of your sentence.
He let out a soft laugh. "Looks like they are already replacing me, that's good, to be honest." He opens the car door and waits for you to enter. "Shall we go? There are some people who have been wanting to meet you for a while."
"Should I be scared about it?" You make a joke about it as you enter the car and wait for him to enter the car, you notice that there's a Lion driving the car and you get a little more nervous but you wave it off. "Oh, by the way. Where did you want to bring me?" You look at Louis with a soft smile.
He gives a slight chuckle. "You will know when we arrive there~" He says in a teasing and excited tone as he closes the door and tells to the Lion to start driving to the destination. During the way, you two start talking about some things, about the school, about his business, and how each other looks beautiful on this night.
Once you two arrive, a Lion opens the door for both of you to exit the car, you look up at the building. "W-woah, this sure is a huge building."
"I know right" He chuckles. You two start heading inside and he leads you to a dining room, that is covered in decorations and the table only has meatless food, it seems that Louis ended up asking them not to show any kind of meat in front of you... " Welcome to our major criminal organization that controls the Black Market, The Shishigumi"
You notice some Lions walking into the dining room and they seem really excited to meet you. Louis gives them an angry look, maybe he has to maintain a serious and dominant posture to keep them in line. When they see the expression on his face, they seem to chicken out and leave, having left a few more dishes on the table.
"Let's start eating then, those Lions don't eat vegetables so we'll have to enjoy it while there's still time, haha." He sits near you and both of you starts eating.
When the two of you were done eating, some Lions came over and started clearing the plates from the table. You sit there and talk for a while. When it was already late, the two of you started walking towards the main hall.
When you were at the gates of the building. You started talking with him. "I really liked this date..."
"Did you? What was the best part of our date?" Both of you stop outside the building gates.
"I think the best part of this date was hanging out with you. Every time you're around, time seems to stop. What I mean is I enjoy every moment when I'm around you" You hug him, time seems to stop and neither of you wants to break the hug.
"Was that a declaration of your love for me?" He makes a joke and you laugh, he breaks the hug and now he's looking at you with a passionate look on his eyes.
"You can think of it that way if you want." You look at him with a smile. "I think it's a 'see you next Saturday'..." you start walking towards the car but you stop and turn towards him, you kiss him and start running towards the car. "See you some other day! I love you! Bye!"
Louis froze, not knowing how to react. In the background, inside the building, you can hear male voices celebrating, it seems that they were spying on you two from afar, haha.
His face become all red and he couldn't even say a word. He could only see you walking away, his heart started beating wildly, it felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest.
As you entered the car, there was a Lion with a happy face. He starts driving to Cherryton then he breaks the silence "Haha, He sure loves you" He compliments your relationship. "I'm glad you make him feel happy, he seemed quite sad before unenroll from school..."
"Thank you, I really hope he isn't making so much trouble with you guys, ehe" You say to him, with a gentle voice. You keep looking outside the window, seeing some stores still open. As you arrive to your destination you say goodbye to the Driver and walk inside the school gates.
Once you arrived to your dorm room. There was just you there, probably your roommates went to a party... You go to the bathroom and take a nice shower again, and put a shorts and one of Louis T-shirt (that you stoled from him and now it is your pajama).
Once you lay down the bed, you check your phone and you see a message left from Louis.
"Did you arrive safe and sound?" He texted to you
"Yes, thanks for taking me on this date, I loved it^^" You sent it to him.
"Good. I'm happy you liked it, now take a rest. I love you ♡" He sends you a photo of him on his bed, smiling at the camera. "If you dare send this photo to someone else I will kill you😒"
You reply "You look cute on this one, I'll put it as my cell phone's wallpaper♡" You start to slightly laugh about it. "I love you too♡ Goodnight, Bambi"
"Night, Sweetie♡" He replies your message and you put your phone away to charge it.
You look up, staring at the ceiling with a passionate smile on your face. You start thinking about how lucky you are from having a wonderful boyfriend. You start to feel sleep consume you, you end up falling asleep with a small smile on your face.
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I hope it was nice enough to make your day a little better, took me 3 days to do it, cuz I'm lazy.... this was an Idea that I had, well then...
Byeee! 👋(Also, if you want any character, my door is always open for ideas, just ask me and I'll bring it to you all)
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luxthestrange · 4 months
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Beastars Incorrect Quotes#26 Too Powefull...
Y/n*Coming in the club room* Hey guys, do you know what happened to the package that was supposed to be in my Mail?... The delivery guy told me they dropped it off here?
Kai: The one with the fucking corset? We all hid it
Club Members*Nod in Unison*...
Y/n What the fuck-GUYS!?
Louis: You’re already too powerful in this school, We hid it for the betterment of Beastkind in this Academy
Y/n...
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daisyblog · 4 months
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I Won’t Give Up
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Too Young Masterlist Summary: Louis finds out YN is pregnant at his Mum's wedding.
It was the 20th of July, 2014. The day that YN had to see Louis for the first time, since their one night of passion. For the last fews weeks, YN had kept busy, uni assignments had helped with that but now that she had completed her second year she had time to think about the reality.
Louis' Mum was getting married today, and YN had been looking forward to the day. But since her and Louis steamy night and YN finding out she's pregnant, she was nervous to see him again.
YN arrived had the wedding venue with her Mum and Robin, and they were each handed a glass of champagne. YN looked at her Mum not knowing how to say no to the drink.
"Just hold it in your hand for now." Anne whispered discreetly in her ear. Her Mum and Robin were the only people to know that she was pregnant.
"C'mon...I can see Harry down there." Robin spoke to the two women, nodding his head in the direction where Harry was standing talking with Niall.
The three walked down to where there were groups of guests huddled together. Jay and Dan had got married a little earlier in the day, their ceremony was small and intimate with just their close family and friends. Therefore the other guests were invited to the afternoon and evening celebrations.
"Hey womb mate." Harry wrapped his arms around his sister after he had given his Mum and Robin a cuddle.
"Hi twin." YN gave Harry a slightly smile, one that didn't quite reach the top of her cheeks.
Harry knew his sister better than anyone. "You alright?".
YN nodded her head quickly, not wanting to make Harry any more suspicious. "Yeah..I'm fine.". YN heard Louis voice behind her, he was talking to one of the guests. "Niall...you can have my drink...I don't like it." YN lied and passed her drink to Niall before she excused herself to use the bathroom.
Once YN got to the bathroom, she touched up her make up, her way of procrastinating so she could hide away for longer. After she touched up her lipstick and fixed up her hair, YN took a deep breath and went back outside to find her family. As YN was walking towards them, she bumped into Jay and the one person she was avoiding.
"Aw YN, there you are." Jay greeted her with a warm hug. "I just asked your Mum where you were.".
YN avoided looking at Louis, who's eyes she could feel burning into the side of her head. "Toilet break." YN tried to joke. "Congratulations...you look beautiful.".
"Oh thank you my love." Jay smiled sweetly at the younger Styles. "But between us, I can't wait to get out of this dress.". Earning a giggle from YN. "Lottie is calling me over...I'll see you later sweetheart.".
On the inside YN panicked as Jay hurried off in the direction of her daughters because now she was alone with Louis.
"Not talking to me are you?" Louis wasted no time in calling YN out for giving him the silent treatment.
YN looked at the ground, not feeling confident to look at him. "I haven't seen you to talk to you."
"You won't look at me either." Louis continued to push for answers. "Look...if it's about what happened-".
"Just leave it Lou!" YN snapped, shocking Louis. "Like you said, no stings attached so stop talking about it.".
Louis wasn't expecting YN to be so defensive. "YN...what's wrong?".
"Nothing...just leave me alone!" YN huffed before she quickly went back to find Harry, leaving Louis stood in the same spot wondering what had just happened.
But little did the two know that Anne had been watching their interaction from a far, wondering why their conversation seemed so tense.
YN relaxed once they were all in the marquee and sat in their designated seats, her between Harry and her Mum. Niall, Liam and Sophia also sitting on their table too. YN had turned down many drink offers and continue to sip on her orange juice, she was glad that nobody had mentioned the fact that she was not drinking any alcohol. YN was talking across the table with Liam's girlfriend, when she saw Louis walking towards their table.
"Alright Tommo?" Niall asked as Louis stood next to his chair.
"I've got meself into a game of dare with me sisters." Louis began to explain, everyones eyes on him.
Liam's eyes scrunched up as he laughed. "What have they dared you to do?".
Louis eye's found YN's eyes. "Daisy dared me to dance with YN".
YN knew all eyes were on her now too. She wanted to say no but she didn't want any one to question why. So she put on her best fake smile and followed Louis to the dance floor.
Her hands rested on his shoulders, as his slipped around her waist. Goosebumps covered her arms from the touch, teasing her about what had happened the last time they were this close.
The song changed to I Won’t Give Up and YN tried her best to hold her tears back, trying to put on a good show.
I don't wanna be someone who walks away so easily I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use the tools and gifts We got yeah we got a lot at stake And in the end you're still my friend at least we did intend For us to work we didn't break, we didn't burn We had to learn, how to bend without the world caving in I had to learn what I got, and what I'm not And who I am
The lyrics were taunting her, her throat went dry and she was focusing on her breathing. ��YN…you’re crying.”.
She shook her head slightly. “I’m fine.”
“You’re not fine.”
I won't give up on us Even if the skies get rough I'm giving you all my love I'm still looking up I'm still looking up
Louis was filled with worry and guilt as he saw a tear threaten to fall from YN’s eye. “Please tell me what’s wrong.”
“I can’t tell you here.” YN looked at him directly in the eye, silently pleading with him.
He guided her off the dance floor and outside to where the was a small building where his Mum had gotten ready this morning. Once he checked that the room was empty, he led YN inside.
Even though they were alone, YN still couldn’t find the words to say.
“I’m sorry about what happened between us…it probably shouldn’t have happened…I mean I don’t regret it but you obviously-“.
YN interrupted Louis. “I’m pregnant.”.
Silence.
YN’s heart was thumping against her chest now that she had said the words out loud to Louis. It was real now.
Louis was never speechless but his mind was completely blank as he stared at the girl in front of him. He didn’t really know what to expect YN to say, but her saying she was pregnant never crossed his mind.
“You’re pregnant?” Louis said out loud, looking to see if he had heard correctly.
YN sniffed from the tears running down both cheeks. “Yeah…about seven or eight weeks.”.
“Shit…fook…fookin’ shit.” Louis mumbled to himself. “Harry’s going to hate me.”.
“I won’t tell anyone you’re the dad, if you don’t want people to know.” YN offered to protect Louis.
“Hey…you’re not doing this alone.” Louis spoke. “I’m the dad and a dad to this baby I will be.”.
Hearing these words, YN pulled him closer and wrapped her arms around his torso, Louis following and holding her close to his chest.
As the pair stood as one in the middle of the room, the sound of the bathroom door opening caused them both to freeze. As they turned to look at who had heard their conversation, Jay was standing in the door way.
“I think you two have some explaining to do.”
Taglist: @jillsvalentinex @itsmytimetoodream @peterholland04 @youcan-nolonger-run @chronicallybubbly
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jinxthequeergirl · 2 years
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Back at it again heres
What Dating Popular Vampires Sounds like:
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David:
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Michale:
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Jerry Dandrige:
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Lestat:
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Louis:
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Dracula:
(Idk what drac ya'll prefer so i went with the og)
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Shirin:
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Spike:
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Angel:
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madnessr · 1 year
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Reunited Preview
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Summary: 300 years had passed since 1725, where three vampires had lost the only thing that mattered to them. Now in the year 2025, they are reunited with the one person they cannot lose again.
A poly Lestat, Louis, and Armand x Reader relationship
Preview Warnings: None
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For your scheduled hour, you did nothing but play and enjoy. Playing Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker, Waltz of The Flowers; to Saint-Saëns The Carnival of The Animals. You played it all, a gentle smile tugging at your lips whenever a note hit so beautifully. Sending shivers down your arms and goosebumps, you never failed to get when music was played. 
You hadn't changed one bit. 
Perhaps you would've grown shy while performing if you knew, but this moment had no significant meaning to you. You're just doing your job, simple as that. But what meant so little to you made dead hearts begin to leap again. What it meant for them to see you again, thriving, living, and mortal. Three-hundred unforgiving and torturous years did they spend without you. They spent years getting over your death, and while getting over you wasn't ever accomplished, continuing to survive was. Although blood lacked its taste, the night air its crispness, and music its charm. You stood there on a small stage. Single-handedly providing their miserable lives with color again. With meaning. All they've long forgotten what it meant to be, or instead feel human again, this was the closest they'll ever get to being so vulnerable. 
Lestat, although having been the most stubborn about accepting your death, was now struggling the most to understand that you were, in fact, alive. Right in front of him, so reachable, so obtainable. But he didn't dare move, frozen in his chair as he watched you. He had dreamed of you every cursed second you were apart, and some part of him didn't want to accept this as reality. Countless nights did he awake in his coffin, arms that had been around you in his dreams now empty. He never minded how cold his skin felt, but nothing was more challenging than the loneliness you left behind. His grief denied him this moment, compared to Louis, who felt nothing but joy; he just couldn't, unlike Armand, who shared the same happiness and disbelief as Louis. 
He was certain you weren't really there. 
To wake up alone after this moment once more, after something that felt so real. So Lestat stayed where he was, silently grieving the only sun in his life that didn't hurt, and enjoyed the sight of you in front of him, alive once more. 
But before you knew it, and any of them wanted to accept, your time was up, and a young pianist came to take your place. You bowed, unaware of the three men who had watched your entire performance with bated breaths. 
As you left the scene. One thing was understood between the three of them; the world wasn't the same without you. They had been given one thing they never had themselves, a second chance. One thing was for sure, they won't lose you again.  
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silkythewriter · 1 year
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General dating headcanons for Legoshi, Louis, Gouhin, Yafya, and Gosha?
General dating headcanons for Legoshi, Louis, Gouhin, Yafya, and Gosha!
Summary: this is a General dating headcanons for Legoshi, Louis, Gouhin, Yafya, and Gosha! Enjoy <3
Author note: Hi! Okay so some of they characters I don’t know very well but I’ll try! So I apologize for any Grammar/Spelling mistakes or if they are OOC
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🐺Legoshi🐜
This baby boy is so timid he’s very quiet so talking with him can be like talking to air because sometimes you don’t get a response. He’s not being rude don’t get me wrong! It’s just he’s spends so much time listening that he forgets to answer
He likes picking random flowers for you of any kind!, he even picks out all the little bugs for you but he just puts them on a new flower cause he doesn’t have the heart to hurt them
He doesn’t really like eating lunch together cause he has to show his sharp teeth and he gets scared if you look at them for to long, even if your a Carnivores or Omnivores it still triggers something inside him
You have to defend him from rude,nasty comments cause I feel like most of the time he won’t stand up for himself. He tells you not to cause he doesn’t want you to get insulted or worse but you have to reassure him your fine
If your comfortable with it he would love to show you the bugs he found and let you hold them! But if you don’t like bugs that’s completely fine too but if there’s one you want to kill he probably won’t do it he’ll just grab em and put it outside where it can touch you
Loves rambling about bug facts and such but if he notices you getting bored or he’s rambling for too long he’ll shut up right away
He does get protective if needed too even if your bigger then him and stronger that doesn’t matter to him he just worry’s a lot
Overall all a bit timid and shy but he will defend you when needed too he’s really sweet <3.
🦌Louis💵
First of all get ready to run from the angry fan girls if they ever find out about your relationship 🏃💨
You guys most likely keep it the relationship a secret for both of you and Louis sake and status because people would go wild if they found out about you guys
He’s a gentleman most of the time so expect him opening the doors for you or giving you flowers and other stuff even if your a man or non-binary etc
Loves buying you small or big things like roses to chocolates or a Diamond ring or anything else you can want, You can also ask and he’ll gladly buy you whatever you need!
Makes you always watch his performances he always save you a seat in the front row just so he can make sure your there he says he preforms better knowing your there
I feel like he’s one of those boyfriends that when you text them about ANYTHING his already there even if he isn’t needed like let’s say you texted “I love you” he’ll show up at your door with gifts to say I love you back
He loves playing with your hair/fur it’s soothing to him he’ll even detangle anything ( with Care of course ) also loves to put something in it to decorate it like flowers and such
He makes sure your under control and is kinda strict sometimes like let’s say your up at 1AM or so he’ll force you to go to sleep because it’s important to get a full nights rest even if he sometimes doesn’t get it himself
Overall a very chill and caring boyfriend but can be distant sometimes but most of the times he’s always there for you!
🐼Gohin🎋
I feel like he’s very blunt about stuff so if he doesn’t like it or feels annoyed by someone/something he won’t hesitate to speak up about it
Im guessing he somewhat knows medical stuff so he will definitely take care of you himself if the injury isn’t that major
Doesn’t let you go out alone ESPECIALLY at night thats when the streets get even more dangerous
Depending on how long you guys are in a relationship, he’ll let you trace he’s scar you just gotta be careful
Legoshi once met you by accident in the store and you guys talked for a bit before you started talking about your boyfriend
I feel like he’s actually probably a good cook so he’ll definitely show you how to cook or just make you something
Gives you a small pocket knife when ever you go alone just in case he gets worried
Won’t ambit it but loves when you rub his head or ears it soothes him a lot
Overall a bit over protective but for good reasons he knows how cruel the world can be and he just wants to protect you from it
WARNING:The characters below are EXTREMELY outta character I’m assuming cause I know basically nothing about them cause I just got into the fandom a few weeks ago so I apologize! So sorry!
🐴Yafya⚖️
He seems nice and friendly but behind the scenes i feel like he isn’t much
Like Gohin he’s probably protective aswell and just a inch more intense
He lets you brush his his mane once in awhile when you guys have time to chill out with each other!
Maybe a romantic? I’m not sure but he’s definitely get you some gift here and there as a surprise!
“Why the long face?” “Y/n I swear to god if you say that one more time-“
He has many enemies so due to that he most definitely has to keep this relationship under wraps and has to make you Care at least a small weapon Just in case something happens
he barely eats any un healthy, he basically only eats healthy foods he won’t force you to join but he would love if you did he’d even make some food for you!
He sometimes likes to put his coat on you when you get cold so you don’t freeze
Overall a pretty good boyfriend! Just hard to be with due to all the enemies he has but you guys make it work
🦎Gosha🦎
He’s real calm and probably has a lot of patience especially if you guys are fighting or your mad
Legoshi loves you to death and likes to hang out with you when he can
I don’t know much about him but I feel like he has a past you probably do t know about and probably one he doesn’t wanna tell you
Like Legoshi he’s probably someone who would rather avoid conflict than face it head-on so in arguments it could be a bit annoying
Even with this in mind when it comes to his family he’d put that aside he cares about them deeply
He spends most of his time with you and would probably like to stay that way I feel like he wouldn’t mind hanging around other people but he’d prefer to stay around you most of the time
Overall a bit like legoshi I think they kinda share the same personality in my eyes
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Sorry this took so long! I’ve had a busy week also sorry if they are OOC I’ve only been in this fandom for a bit so I don’t know much about the characters I still hope you enjoyed!
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