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ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ𝙸'𝚅𝙴⠀𝙶𝙾𝚃⠀𝑳͟𝑶͟𝑵͟𝑮⠀̵𝕱̵𝐴̵𝑁̵𝐺̵𝑆̵. . .
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Joined June 2017
ᅟᅟwithin lestat de lioncourt. ᅟᅟthe new lelio rises on the stands of rock music. ᅟᅟ"you will leave me thoroughly satisfied, my dear aleksi." he leans his head back, eyes narrowing upon the other's visage. ᅟᅟ"but greed shall only draw attention we do not need.
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ᅟᅟas gaze falls closed, he cannot help the way satisfaction leaks into the curves of his visage. lestat was born & made to belong not only on stage, but at the centre of people's attention. ᅟᅟaleksi's devotion feeds the ego that is as hungry as the bloodsucking demon
𝐅ondness strikes his expression at Lestat's words; feeling the sheer weight of them press against his soul — or lack thereof. It's enough to compel the drummer to remove a small, ornate box tucked away in the bookshelf. Beyond the lid, a 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦. "And what —
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ᅟᅟah, ma cygne. . . don't you want a hit?
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ᅟᅟhe takes the seat the other has left empty, leather boots sitting on the nearest surface as the words hate me glimmer on his soles ; he grins, dome tilting, before resting back on his coccyx. ᅟᅟ"your urges & my hunger make the most wonderful pair, mon bijou."
"Desperation only leads to a messy ending. I'd much prefer to give you something more. . . 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱. Consider it a token of my gratitude." Slipping from his post, the drummer comes to a stand, brushing past the vampire with playful mischief. "It's the least that I can —
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ᅟᅟ"make sure they don't look so desperate. awfully boring to taste despair." ᅟᅟhe muses softly, watching the other with a smirk still laid upon his lips. "ah, mon bijou. . . your adoration is palpable."
"𝑀𝘩. . . a broken bird, perhaps? Nothing left to live for, eager for the embrace of the dark." Even as digits sweep through unruly curls, Aleksi's gaze never wavers. Animalistic nature daring to seep through the cracks. "I'll make them remember your name."
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ᅟᅟ"why don't you find me a pretty little bird with dark hair?" digits find their way into the tresses resting on aleksi's forehead, a pleased god with its worshipper.
𝐏ractice is long forgotten in favor of unrelenting worship, subconsciously setting aside his drumsticks and providing Lestat with his full attention. "Tell me, Mr. De Lioncourt. . . what would entice your palette?"
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ᅟᅟhe can't help the manner in which his frame sinks into louis, gravitating towards him as easily as the moon draws in the waves in the ocean. ᅟᅟ"hm. . . a walk would be quite nice, actually." another kiss to his jaw before smiling. "& dinner, hm?"
"Learned from the best." And he's only half joking. Hand settles there, where it's comfortable, while its twin scratches Lestat's scalp gently. Like a cat. "Sure you don't wanna go out? Early 'nough to get a decent walk."
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https://t.co/qcV4hN2GVk insane how the first times lestat meets armand he is just constantly complimenting him. sir ur obsessed.
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ᅟᅟdevotion is beautiful when laid so thick like this ; dedicated, intoxicating, as given & as pliant & obedient as a priest laid within the house of heaven. ᅟᅟ"you are a great one, mon bijou."
"If 𝘎𝘰𝘥 demands sacrifice, then who am I to judge him?" Jaw tenses briefly: not out of resentment, but graciousness. 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘬𝘴𝘪. The only one worthy of calling him such. "You value the natural order of things: adapt or perish. And so do I."
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ᅟᅟ"your work is profoundly valuable, aleksi." a smile rises upon his lips, fond, eternally alluring, as he leans forward to brush petals along his forehead. ᅟᅟ"i am thankful."
𝐒omething wicked infiltrates his gaze as the other delicately lifts his chin; pride in abundance. "It's 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 call." He emphasizes, dark devotion straining his vision. "And it'll remain that way."
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ᅟᅟ"& let us keep it that way, hm?" digits find home around the other's chin, ever so gently lifting it upwards so lestat may look into him.
"Maybe, but if there's one thing I know, it's that they don't have the 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 to try and look into it." And at that, he grins— widely amused at the thought alone. "All bark, no 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦."
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ᅟᅟ"is that so?" amusement paints lightly on his tone, adjusting the microphone on the stand before moving towards the other. ᅟᅟ"is the illusion breaking?"
𝙋ulse hammering with every beat of the drum; focused, driven. . . until it ceases altogether. "They're still 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘺 of you, you know. Larry, Tough Cookie. I see it in the way they look at you."
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ᅟᅟoh, most 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘺. so much blood pumping around. . . like quite the temptation.
𝐇e's been practicing all morning for the next show. Surely, @fangedlyrics can 𝙨͟𝙚͟𝙣͟𝙨͟𝙚 it.
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ᅟᅟgood morning, he is taking requests for music today.
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