Posts by AURELIEN LECLAIR

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  • a gift for the road // open, visitor + dimitri needed!

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  • PLOT WITH THE SUNCLAN LEADER?

    !! Okay so, Suga and Aurelien need a thread,, now. Aurelien is a fellow vamp and their personalities would mix so well and also! he's a submissive boy aching to be owned by somebody wink wonk ;;;))
    hello seina say sorry to dimitri for me lm a o

  • a gift for the road // open, visitor + dimitri needed!

    Aurelien couldn't muffle a giggle that rose in his chest at the sweet sound of that word, 'punishment'. It was one of his favourite words, harsh and smooth, just the way to send shocks racing along the spine. It was a beautiful word, and Aurelien loved it and the taboos it connoted. "Well, if you were the one doing it, maybe I wouldn't mind that much," the cheetah rumbled, ears flattening submissively as he shot Dimitri a playful wink.
    Oh, but now was no time to be thinking about such things! It would make his departure all the more sour. He'd wanted it to be painless, but Dimitri was good at making his heart ache. It was one of the things he loved about the gorgeous kitsune. "I'm glad to hear it. I hope it didn't sound like I was trying to dump a kid on you. Don't worry, he's no kid. Not by your standards, anyway. 200 years is still young in my eyes. Besides, it was his idea, so take it up with him personally if he misbehaves." He spared a cheeky grin, accompanied by a laugh, then fell quiet while he thought. "I'm not sure when he left, but he is on his way. The journey is a tad lengthy. Expect him here by the end of his week. Perhaps even tomorrow!"
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    tags ♡ // updated 05/15

  • THEY LOVE TO SAY THEY TOLD ME SO / private

    //sorry this is lateee! I got busy TwT

    Ah, the forest. Soft grass under his paws, shade over his head... Having just departed from BloodClan's scorching desert landscape, it was a welcome transition. As much as he felt as home in the desert, he'd been born and raised in the tundra. His body had never adapted to handle the temperatures he enjoyed, and being a rather fidgety soul, he didn't want to put in the effort to adjust. That meant staying in one place, and he was bad at that. Horribly bad. He needed variety in his bleak life. It was a simple necessity.
    The spotless cheetah was singing to himself as he walked, his elegant voice leaving his mouth like invisible layers of enchanting silk, soft and smooth. It was a simple tune, one that made use of the high notes his feminine vocal range could reach. The words were thrown together haphazardly, as he was making up the lyrics as he went, but it seemed to fit together well enough.
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  • LOVE ME LOVE ME ¤ Aurelien

    //finally gettin around to this ^o^
    btw, been meaning to ask, is that tsubaki as dimitri's avatar? :oo

    When Dimitri spun around to face him, Aurelien's maw bore a similar smug grin to the one he soon saw on Dimitri's own muzzle. "Is it really that much of a surprise?" he wondered in his usual light, airy tone, stepping forward to brush his cheek against the kitsune's face. "I'm sure you know me better than that, honey. But if I did surprise you, yay me!" He stuck his hair high in the air and puffed out his chest to display exaggerated pride, then chuckled.

    So the kitsune had been off on business, had he? That was reasonable, he supposed, with Dimitri's new position over in that other clan. What was it called again, ColouredClan? He couldn't remember, and it didn't really matter to him. All that mattered was that he was back, which meant he could make up for the time they hadn't been spending together lately!

    To this effect, when asked if he'd give Dimitri his company, Aurelien's mouth fell open in shocked exasperation. He lurched forward and flopped lazily onto the sand, covering his eyes with a paw, acting as though he'd been severely wounded and was ready to give his death throes. "Goodness, me! No, no, I want nothing to do with you, most certainly! After all, it isn't as though I've been miserably deprived of your tantalizing voice, your alluring scent, your captivating eyes... No, not at all..." He let out a long sigh, then covered his mouth to muffle a giggle. "I'll be longing to keep you company 'til the day I make you sick, darling."

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  • honeyed bliss // tags

    — GENERAL

    — aurélien leclair-vlaskov

    — genderfluid male && usually identifies as male && he/him pronouns // homosexual homoromantic (but will flirt with anyone and anything)

    — 694 years old // ages normally

    — wandering traveller // no titles

    — faceclaim && voiceclaim

    — APPEARANCE

    [ birth / main ] cheetah | health 100%

    - Spotless cheetah with dark red eyes
    - Very slightly thicker/longer fur on top of head, back of neck, shoulders, and chest.
    - Long fangs (vampirism)
    - Very light, feminine body
    - Roughly 70cm / 2'4" at the shoulder
    - Roughly 85lbs / 38.5kg

    — INTERACTION

    — extreme physically && impossible mentally // rarely engages in combat && always shows mercy // rarely antagonizes others

    — powers include shapeshifting, fire elementals && might be used offensively?

    — unfazed by pain

    — attack in underlined pink #FFB6C1

    — PERSONALITY

    - Super flirtatious
    - Loves pet names, uses them excessively
    - Super animated / expressive
    - Nothing if not seductive
    - Obsessive
    - Holds himself in quite high regard
    - Will date anyone who interests him enough (regardless of gender and species) but doesn't often return the feelings

    — RELATIONSHIPS

    — npc x npc, father to akro v. l.,

    — current / past relationships? // status

    — close friends && trusts most people // does not make enemies // no character bonds

    — MISCELLANEOUS

    — born june 21st

    — speaks fluent french and russian


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  • I DONT WANNA LIE // o, visitor?

    "Hello-oooo?"

    The voice of a demon draped in golden silk rang clearly and beautifully from the figure standing at the border. Eyes dyed a full-bodied crimson flickered to the left and to the right, scanning, searching for a glimpse of sun-kissed fur so similar to his own untainted pelt of blonde. Ah, it had been so terribly long since he'd been out and about! It felt nice to stretch his legs, to feel unfamiliar ground beneath his paws once again. Honestly, why didn't he come out more often? It was such a blissful pleasure!

    "Anyone hooome? I'm Aurelien LeClair, here to visit my darling Akro."

    The vampire bore a pleasantly warm smile, the corners of his maw curled upwards delicately. He sat himself down respectfully upon the border, fluffy tail curling around dainty paws, a general air of contentment about his regal figure. He was excited to be here, certainly, but he had patience. He could wait. Hell, he'd even wait a whole century if he had to, hah! He hadn't much else to do with his time!

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