Chat Noir and The Cynic both run away together after severely pissing off Team Ladybug, and are always transformed to stay on high alert.
After a while Chat Noir starts craving cheese, to the point where he can't function without it.
The Cynic however starts needing blood, and the instant Chat Noir he's like. Finally. I can offer my essense, my very being, to the creature who has bewitched my soul
..you vile beast.
*DRAMATIC SIGH* I've been planning on saving the vampire shit for the defining feature of the CynAdri dynamic (this pairing idiots make love like a phlebotomist's wet dream with their horrendous blood-consuming sluttery). But I can make an exception here. Because I don't give you guys enough of Adrien's masochism.
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"I can just take it from someone else," Cynic said, their mouth already dangerously close to Chat's neck. The longer the coyote had stayed in costume, the more all of them had blurred together, until you couldn't really tell whether they were a man or woman to begin with—But that was the least of Chat's problems, anyways.
He winced at the feeling of Cynic's breath on his skin, gripping both of Cynic's hands tightly. He wasn't exactly pinned against a wall of any sort, even if he looked like it; The way their hands were interlocked seemed to push into and pull against in equal amounts to keep both of them still. Terribly still. The anticipation was consuming him from the inside.
"Please." He couldn't look Cynic in the eye when he asked for it. "...Please."
Chat felt Cynic breathe against his neck again—this time in a low, quiet laugh—and he felt his knees grow weak at the feeling. Cynic ripped one of their hands away from Chat's own, gripping him by the waist and pulling him closer to them.
"Fine," Cynic hissed, pulling Chat in to sink their fangs properly into his neck. "You do taste delicious, I guess."
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STAKEBAIT FAMILY PHOTO 2024
At last this wonderful project is ready for its debut ✨✨✨
An absolutely massive thanks to @crownedinmarigolds and @thesixthplaneteer for bringing me on as the artist to make this idea a reality! I absolutely adore these poor duskborn darlings and I wish them all the best in their continuing nightmare 💙🙏
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Louis and performance
something that always stuck out to me about louis’s behaviour in the first episode is how almost thrilled he seems to be doing this interview? he full on laughs at daniel’s “so mr du lac, how long have you been dead?” line and overall seems very put together and calculating.
it appears as if he’s fully prepared for this, only interested in giving an informative and educational account of his life. this interview is a heroic pursuit, acting as a warning to others about the harsh reality of vampire life.
but this is all a facade. this cool calm and collected louis slowly falls apart and is paralleled with 1910 louis’s overly violent and macho persona that also falls to the wayside as the series goes along. in both new orleans and present day dubai, louis is putting up a mask. although this time round he’s exchanged stereotypical masculinity for clinical rationality.
and news flash!! he has neither.
he’s trying to conceal the fact that this interview has come about from a distrust of his own memories and recollection of events. that there’s this much more distressing motivation for the interview of louis not even trusting himself to tell the truth and needing someone else to help him parse out what really happened. furthermore, there is also a personal undercurrent to louis’s intentions due to the second interview picking up from his and daniel’s first encounter. unsurprisingly, all of these reasons he neatly skirts around (until push comes to shove). louis meticulously illustrates this picture of his life in new orleans via vivid narration and metaphor, asking daniel (and the viewer) to “let the tale seduce [him].” as he does this he teeters along a tightrope, swinging between expressing his crazed and immense love for lestat and portraying himself as a reserved intellectual detached from his vampiric instincts.
from the very start it is a performance. no argument about it.
the louis of present day dubai is in such stark contrast to the louis of even the 70s. he’s lost so much joy and confidence. this is not the same man who spent hours chatting with lestat under the moon in new orleans, who cheekily danced with emilia in romania, who torched a whole theatre. and with how quickly louis admits to killing lestat in season two it’s interesting how carefully crafted and persistent his ruse of serenity in dubai is. as he’s grown more adept at concealing his secrets, he’s also evolved into this hollow husk of himself. for the past 70 odd years he’s been stuck in a tumultuous relationship, has not properly killed anyone since the year 2000 and tries to paint himself as a passive figure in the tragedy of his own life.
this goes to show that louis is very particular about how others view him and how he’s presented. consistently, louis is tugging back and forth with daniel over who he truly is, his true motivations, his true desires. this is most apparent in 2x04 when louis is horribly embarrassed by the work of other photographers somehow ending up in a pile of his old photos. although it’s currently unclear how they ended up there, i think it’s safe to assume that louis genuinely didn’t intend to pass off other’s work as his own. he immediately scrambled to explain himself and apologise, even going as far as to demean himself as a mediocre artist. he’s so enraged by this incident because he fears how it reflect on him and how it will cause readers to perceive him. in order to be able to tolerate himself, louis has to maintain this very specific image of himself where he is this vulnerable but restrained vampire who is totally fine. louis is always barely holding this facade together and his ability to swallow his more intense emotions has obviously been something that he’s struggled throughout his life, from lashing out and killing the alderman in new orleans to triggering daniel’s tremors out of spite in dubai.
and circling back to dubai, this is all wonderfully conveyed via his change in accent in the present day. he no longer retains his new orleans accent, now speaking with an accent closer to a general north american one. his tone is also much more subdued and soft-spoken, rarely even raising his voice. this really hits home how weary louis has become and how he’s become so detached from his true self. he’s not energised, he’s not passionate, he’s not happy. the closest we get to pulling back the curtain on louis’s mask is when he lashes out and acts most like a stereotypical vampire. if there is a “true” louis then it’s likely the one who triggers daniel’s tremors, who digs through daniel’s memories about alice, who argues with armand over the misplaced photographs. i’m not trying to say that louis is inherently an violent or angry person but the most emotion we get from him in the present day is when he’s wrathful, bickering with armand, laughing in daniel’s face. it’s far from the whole picture of who louis de pointe du lac is but it’s the most honest portrayal he’s allowed of himself over the course of the interview. he does have much more emotional and somber moments but his repressed anger is poignantly tied to his repressed vampirism. we don’t know who louis truly is in dubai and and i suspect he isn’t sure himself
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Finished Evil West and did my fave thing after finishing games, looking at fanart and cosplays now spoiler free! 🤠
Only to discover the gutting truth that apparently no one cares about this game whatsoever, and here I was expecting to please my eyeballs with Chester fanart... dang 💔
There aren't even good quality pics of him on Google images like bro why did no one love this game?? I loved it a lot???
Well, anyway, I'll provide... whether people care or not lmao
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Louis becoming numb and dissociating was heartbreaking
He decided that he was never going to get out or find something better and he just fucking surrendered and gave in to Lestat’s nightmarish love
But thankfully Claudia is a fucking godsend and though she tried to leave, she refused to give up on Louis and told him to find her if he needed her. She knew he’d go back to him but she wasn’t going to stand there and blame him. She just offered reassurance, love, and a safe haven if he needed it. And then when Lestat forced her back she refused to give up and made the ultimate decision to free them both for good and I fucking love her for that
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Some art of my new coterie mate, Ross! He’s a Lasobra and I’m excited to meet them!
(RIP Cal)
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