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I have always had trouble with putting my feelings into words, especially when it comes to my fledglings. When speaking about David, this is no different.

David is very important to me. The man has seen me at my worst as well as at my best. I’ve always adored him. He is always able to give me advice, even if it is unwanted. He does not know that, while I seem stubborn to take his advice, I do, in fact listen. His words do not go unheard. Keeping that in mind, I find it very hard to argue with him on many subjects, simply because he is far more learned than I ever hope to be, and I respect that quite a lot about him. (I’m actually a little jealous of this, too. But only a bit.) I even admit that he is able to quickly knock me down a few pegs, though I may not show it. 

There is also another important thing about my relationship with David that I would like to note. I do not in any way regret siring David, and I never will. However, I do concede to the fact that the way I went about siring him was incorrect. I’ve never been known for doing the right thing, and it should have been done a little more tactfully. If I could change this, I would.

Also, I believe that even if I did something utterly unforgivable, David would be one of the few who would still remain close to me. ….Well, that may be my own personal hope, but just the thought comforts me quite a great deal.

posted:5 hours ago, 0 notes

◢ Anonymously ask my muse about their relationship with/how they feel towards another muse

(Source: memeideas)

posted:6 hours ago, 538 notes

◢ La Sonate de Mort [Closed]


The dark and dingy room of the bar that also served as a small, underground venue for independent musicians reminded him off his youth in Paris, when he took lessons from Mozart and played to small crowds in smokey taverns just for the sheer joy of having an audience. This place was far removed from there however, nestled down an alley just off Canal and Lafayette, not too far away from his apartment in Lower Manhattan.

The gloomy ambiance and lighting afforded him the ability to blend in with the mortals with ease after feeding, and he found himself returning somewhat frequently for the open mic night they held on a weekly basis, taking the stage with his violin and rending from the instrument melodies that had the audience captivated in stunned silence until he had finished playing and departed once more.

On one or more occasions, the manager had approached him to offer compliments and ask if he played professionally, meaning did he make a living from his talent for playing such haunting and beautiful music that literally pulled passers by from the street to listen to the quiet and mysterious young man who seemed to bare his soul through the strings and bow. He never gave him an answer. Just merely thanked him quietly and disappeared back into the night until the next time he came to play.

Lestat had travelled to New York City to meet with his broker. He made this trip once, perhaps twice a year in order to check on his investments Sometimes he would withdraw money from a particular stock if he needed extra spending money. Trips to New York used to be fun trip for Lestat. He’d visit friends and annoy Armand at his upscale apartment, usually with Louis in tow. However, that was not the case now. Not since his foolish, grave mistake that had put their entire kind in danger. This was not like his time as a rockstar; this was different. What he had done had not risked the discovery of their kind, the secret coming out. No, instead it had risked their entire existence. It had run the risk of them being exterminated entirely. And all this came from a selfish wish to feel the sun on his skin once more.

Now, the blonde was blacklisted. His friends wanted nothing to do with him. Vampires who paid attention to the goings on of their kind through out the world took the same stance once they realised who he was. In New York, Lestat could not go into the Upper West Side anymore, for that was where Armand lived these days with Louis. One toe into the area, and Armand would know. It was the deal they had made shortly after Lestat’s mistake had been dealt with. Lestat was not allowed into the Upper West Side of Manhattan. Subsequently, Armand was not to step a foot into the French Quarter, including St. Louis Cemetery No. 1, of Lestat’s beloved New Orleans. This way, the chance o either of them seeing the other was greatly decreased. Lestat was just thankful Armand had not included Central Park into this boundary.

Lestat walked along Lafayette toward Canal from his lodgings at Hotel Azure. He had already fed earlier in the evening, shortly after his meeting had ended with his broker. Now he was looking for something to occupy the rest of his stay here. He entertained the idea of going to see a show on Broadway, as he had been wanting to see A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder, but that idea was plucked from his mind when he came up on an alley right before he hit Canal. It was the sound of a violin, haunting and beautiful. It caused the blonde to stop in his tracks. He had not heard a violin played like that since he was a mortal in Paris.

He didn’t even think; he just walked toward the sound, his feet leading him into a dimly lit bar. Once he got inside, his gaze landed on the stage. That’s when he saw him: Nicki. Lestat stood there staring in disbelief for what seemed like an eternity. Nicki was supposed to be dead, and yet here he was playing in some dingy bar in Lower Manhattan. At first, Lestat wanted to approach, but then thought better. Instead, he found an empty table at the back of the bar. It was in the shadow of a large, fake plant so he would be hidden, but angled just right so he could still see the stage. Lestat paid for one drink, and sat in silence as he watched the remainder of Nicki’s performance. As Nicki left, so would he.

Lestat do this for the next few weeks. He would return every Thursday night, order a drink, sit at his table and watch Nicki play. After the third week, he had Nicki’s old violin shipped in from his home in New Orleans, and on the fifth week, Lestat brought it with him. He did the same as he always did and watched his old friend play, up until the very end when Lestat went to approach the manager of the bar. It was his intention to give the manager the violin to give to Nicki.

It was at that time he spared a glance at Nicki, who was still playing on stage. That was Lestat’s big mistake. For in that small moment, their eyes met, and Lestat’s plan shattered. He turned on his heel and left the bar, fleeing into the alley.

posted:9 hours ago, 3 notes
In case anyone is wondering what I am reading for class, it is this.

In case anyone is wondering what I am reading for class, it is this.

posted:14 hours ago, 0 notes

— Mythology Asks

Anubis: How do you feel about death?
Atum: What are your greatest imperfections?
Bastet: Do you have any cats?
Hathor: What brings you joy?
Horus: What is one thing you've had to fight for in your life?
Osiris: Do you believe in the underworld?
Ra: Do you have any major responsibilities or importance?
Thoth: Do you like to read/write?
Arawn: What is the most terrifying thing you've ever done?
Bran: How is your health?
Brighid: Tell us about your relationship with your father.
Cernunnos: What is your favorite animal?
Danu: What is your relationship with your mother?
Morrigan: What do you think happens when we die?
Olwen: What is your favorite flower?
Rhiannon: Have you ever been betrayed?
Bragi: What kind of music do you listen to?
Freya: Have you ever been in love?
Freyr: Do you have any children?
Hœnir: Are you a silent or talkative person?
Iounn: How old are you?
Loki: What is the best trick you've ever pulled on someone?
Odin: What is your family like?
Thor: Would you consider yourself pretty powerful?
Tree: What have you done with your life? What are you going to do with it?
Aphrodite: What do you think of yourself?
Ares: Are you an easy person to anger?
Athena: Would you consider yourself an artist?
Apollo: Do you play any instruments?
Dionysus: Do you drink?
Hades: Do you have a bad reputation?
Hekate: Have you ever tried to communicate with the dead?
Hermes: Have you ever stolen anything?
Poseidon: Are you a moody person?
Zeus: Are you a confident person?
Jupiter: Would people say that you are intimidating or fairly approachable?
Pluto: Where do you think we go when we die?
Apollo & Dianna: Do you prefer to be up during the day or at night?
Mars: Have you ever gotten into a fight?
Minerva: Do you generally give good advice?
Proserpine: Have you ever felt trapped?
Plutus: Do you have a job?
Venus: Have you ever had your heart broken?
Vesta: Do you like being home or do you try to get out whenever you can?
Morpheus: Do you daydream often? Of what?
posted:14 hours ago, 169565 notes
Hello, folks. I’m online, and I am doing an assigned reading for one of my courses.
Throughout the rest of the afternoon, I’ll be responding to whatever asks and threads the muse is cooperating for at this time. If I do not get to yours it just means that my muse is being a little asshole for our thread, which makes me quite sad.
Happy Labor Day!

Hello, folks. I’m online, and I am doing an assigned reading for one of my courses.

Throughout the rest of the afternoon, I’ll be responding to whatever asks and threads the muse is cooperating for at this time. If I do not get to yours it just means that my muse is being a little asshole for our thread, which makes me quite sad.

Happy Labor Day!

posted:14 hours ago, 0 notes
◥ Asked by
@ - Your top 3 favorite celebrity crush?♞ - Five turn ons (sexual or not)?φ - Five turn offs (sexual or not)?

@ - Your top 3 favorite celebrity crush?

  • Lee Pace
  • Tom Hiddleston

♞ - Five turn ons (sexual or not)?φ - Five turn offs (sexual or not)?

Turn Ons (Kind of Sexual?)

  • Musical Inclination - If a man can sing, it is an automatic turn on for me. If they can play an instrument (especially the piano or violin), it is definitely a turn on as well. If a man were to sing for me or play something for me, I would just melt.
  • Intelligence/Has a Plan for Life - I cannot even consider seeing unintelligent men. Sorry, fellas. You can be as gorgeous as Adonis, and while I might look at you, I’m not going to be very interested in you beyond that.
  • Height - I like my men tall. None of this just an inch taller me, nonsense. :P
  • Nicely Dressed - I like a man who knows how to dress properly. I cannot stress enough how great men look in suits, or just even nice slacks and nice shirt. I mean, dressing casual (jeans and tshirt) is great, too. I just want to know a man dresses in something else, too.
  • Morals - I like a man with a conscience. I like man who respects my own morals. If you just want to sleep with me, then you are done.

Turn Offs (Kind of Sexual?)

  • Lack of Intelligence/Lack of Plan in Life - I have a very low tolerance for this. If you hit on me, or ask me out on a date, and you’re not at least as smart as I am in some way or another, I’m not going to be too inclined to go out with you again. Also, if you literally have no career aspirations, then I’m even less inclined to see you again. 
  • Poor Hygiene  - If you smell, you are gone. If you look greasy, you are done. Poor hygiene makes me want to weep and then die.
  • "Gang" or "Street" Clothes - I do not want to see your boxers hanging out of your pants. with an oversized shirt because you thing you look cool. You do not look cool; you look like an idiot.
  • Disrespectful of Other’s Values - This should be self explanatory.
  • Heinously Overweight - I know this seems mean. I know it does, but I’m not going to lie. I’m friends with overweight people. I love them to death; I have nothing against them. However, I’m never going to find myself attracted to them. While this seems a bit discriminatory, I cannot help how I feel.

I know, I know….I’m very picky.

Ugh…I also sound mean, don’t I?

posted:15 hours ago, 1 notes

— Munday questions!

❤ - Your age?
@ - Your top 3 favorite celebrity crush?
♞ - Five turn ons (sexual or not)?
φ - Five turn offs (sexual or not)?
Ç - Tumblr crushes?
æ - Random fact about the mun?
£ - Random fact about the muse?
¥ - A photo of you?
ƒ - Do people ever mistake you for another age?
ñ - What is your ultimate OTP, broTP and nOTP?
▒ - Do you need certain things to help you sleep (nightlight, fan, stuffed animal or blanket)?
Φ - If you could pick three people on tumblr to meet irl, who would they be?
╕ - Things that annoy you on tumblr?
╣ - Things that annoy you irl?
α - Muse's thoughts on mun?
ß - Mun's thoughts on mun?
Σ - Do people ever mistake you for a celebrity?
π - Relationship status?
σ - Anyone you have a crush on?
Θ - If you could have three wishes, what would they be?
posted:17 hours ago, 14247 notes

◢ Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

  • 1: Hot, Steamy kiss
  • 2: Cheek Kiss
  • 3: Nose Kiss
  • 4: Forehead Kiss
  • 5: Firm Kiss
  • 6: Gentle Peck
  • 7: Romantic Kiss
  • 8: Eyelid Kiss
  • 9: Jawline Kiss
  • 10: Neck Kiss
  • 11: Collarbone Kiss
  • 12: Chest Kiss
  • 13: Stomach Kiss
  • 14: Kiss Along the Hips
  • 15: Kiss in the Rain
  • 16: Upside-Down Kiss
  • 17: Goofy Kiss
  • 18: Underwater Kiss
  • 19: Forceful Kiss
  • 20: Any of the Above
  • 21: Then there’s tongue
posted:20 hours ago, 143170 notes
Artist: Bastille
Track Name: "Pompeii (Sonic Session)"
Played: 191597 times



excuse me why are we not talking about this

Reblogging only because I genuinely didn’t think this guy could sing without autotune.

This just goes to show that AUTOTUNE SHOULD FUCK OFF.

(Source: hibastille)

posted:1 day ago, 27236 notes