#:reid

[munofmanyminds]

@deepinthedarkworld: continued from here

Reid definitely hadn't been prepared for her to be there. For anyone to be there, really. No one was supposed to come in this early. He shrugged out of his leather jacket with a sigh at her question. "Depends on the question," he then answered - as honest as he could possibly be with her. Discarding his jacket on a nearby table, he moved past her towards the bar. No rush getting cleaned up now, right? Grabbing a bottle of top shelf vodka and a glass, he poured himself a couple fingers of the clear liquid. "What're you doing here this early anyway?"

[heartiella]

[mcntsee]

The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

[thatboisus]

“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.

[rustingways]

Sam Reid for like two fucking years: Nobody has seen the real Lestat yet.

The real Lestat:

[silverwingxox]

born to marry him, forced to read fanfics about him

[kayascodelorio]

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE S3 TEASER | Meet the Vampire Lestat ft. Sam Reid

[vietsoul]

Dean Coulter & Jackson Reid Swell, 1998 - Titan Men, dir. Bruce Cam

[recny]

dreamstat + appearing whenever louis gets the ick

[sallysbutter]

Vulture reviews The Vampire Lestat’s new single (x)

[ayo-edebiri]

#And he was right!!!

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (2022 - ) I 2.08

[munofmanyminds]

Based on this plot (open to f only) Muse: Reid Capello-King NB: Reid is heterosexual and sexually dominant. He is also not in any way opposed to violence. Please know that if your muse chooses to struggle, he will take measures to subdue her. His bio page is more or less useless in this case, since this is very AU.  Possible Triggers: physical abuse, blood play, mental abuse, slavery, cnc, noncon (if you don’t write this, just lmk and I’ll adjust to accommodate) 

He’d never liked the smell of the place. It reeked of… humanity. How the guards managed to make it through a whole day steeped in it, he’d never know. He would readily admit he’d never been particularly moved to inspect the basement where the slaves were kept until purchase, but he imagined the cells were where the stench originated. The auction hall was pristine at least; the auction master knew well enough that his elite clientele expected nothing less. It was where Reid Capello-King now stood, beside his seated sister, waiting for the wares to be brought forward. He was only there for her sake, and truth be told he’d rather be doing almost anything else. Unlike his sister, who liked her meals served on a platter, Reid enjoyed the hunt.

The next hour or so passed uneventfully. Slaves were presented, bid on, and eventually sold off to a new Master or Mistress. His sister Ariel chose two new playthings for herself; beautiful but demure creatures. He was tempted to yawn in order to display his boredom - until the presentation of the evening’s finale; a rebel. She was yanked into the stage, wrists and ankles chained to restrict her movement - but… that glare in her eyes. He knew instantly that, given the chance, she’d jam a stake into the heart of every single vampire there. There was a murmur among the audience as the auction master detailed her capture and enslavement, but Reid was only half listening, his eyes locked on her stubborn features. A wry smile took form on his own, and for the first time in his life, he lifted his hand when the auction began, throwing himself into a fervent bidding war. For a while, it seemed as though there’d be no end to it. Eventually, one gave up, and upon a look from Ariel, so did the other. Reid didn’t speak, but he did shoot his new $335,000 purchase a smile as she was dragged from the stage. Only then did Ariel open her mouth to speak, rising from her seat. “I hope you know what you’re doing with that one,” she said quietly, her cold, intelligent gaze moving over the crowd for a moment. Reid chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. “Yeah? So do I.” Ariel smiled, shaking her head at him before taking his arm. 

The slave was delivered the next evening, bathed and dressed in clean clothes - still chained by her wrists and ankles. She and the two guards who accompanied her were let into the house by a female vampire just as Reid descended the stairs in the foyer, his pace humanly slow, eyes instantly locked on the human. “I’ll take it from here,” he addressed the guards, wry smile surfacing. The guards eyed each other for a moment, then handed a key to the female vampire and turned to take their leave. “Do you have a name?” Reid questioned the rebel as the door closed behind her guards and he stepped into her personal space. “Or should I stick with calling you slave?”

[l0caltiredgirl]

when i want fluff/angst fics and all i’m getting is smut

the struggle is real

[mcntsee]

me when I reach the angst part of the angsty fic that I specifically chose for the angst

[celestialmar]

everyone spread this and tag amc on various socials >>>>>

[sandushengshou]

Interview with the Vampire | 2x08 “And That's The End of It. There's Nothing Else”