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Chapters 3/9

Rating: E

Pairings: Louis de Pointe du Lac/Lestat de Lioncourt, Madeleine Epavier/Claudia de Lioncourt

Tags: Eventual Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, AngstHurt/Comfort, Eating Disorders, Religious Guilt, Fix-It of Sorts, Reunions, Family Reunions, Getting Back Together, Getting Together, Past Infidelity, Canon-Typical Violence, Trauma, Alternate Universe - Human, Top Lestat de Lioncourt, Possessive Sex, Light Dom/sub, Therapy, Daniel Molloy is a therapist, Bottom Louis de Pointe du Lac

Summary: Claudia returns home for Christmas, newly engaged and on break from her first year of university in Paris. She finds her father, Louis, in a worse state than she's seen him in years. Reeling from the recent difficulties in her own relationship, and unable to burden Louis, she seeks out the man she hasn't long called a father. And suddenly, unintentionally, Lestat is brought back into their lives.

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Chapter 2 of Latency is now up!!!

Rating: E

Pairings: Louis de Pointe du Lac/Lestat de Lioncourt, Madeleine Epavier/Claudia de Lioncourt

Tags: Eventual Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, AngstHurt/Comfort, Eating Disorders, Religious Guilt, Fix-It of Sorts, Reunions, Family Reunions, Getting Back Together, Getting Together, Past Infidelity, Canon-Typical Violence, Trauma, Alternate Universe - Human, Top Lestat de Lioncourt, Possessive Sex, Light Dom/sub, Therapy, Daniel Molloy is a therapist, Bottom Louis de Pointe du Lac

Summary: Claudia returns home for Christmas, newly engaged and on break from her first year of university in Paris. She finds her father, Louis, in a worse state than she's seen him in years. Reeling from the recent difficulties in her own relationship, and unable to burden Louis, she seeks out the man she hasn't long called a father. And suddenly, unintentionally, Lestat is brought back into their lives.

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My headcanon about Daniel wearing a wedding ring in the Talamasca set photos is that it's a direct response to Lestat's wedding ring which he saw during their interview. Lestat told Daniel that he's wearing the ring for Louis, and Daniel who a) knows that Louis considers them definitely not together right now and b) feels protective of Louis after the interview due to Lestat's asshole-ery/past abuse starts wearing a wedding ring, too, and ALSO saying that it's for Louis in order to drive Lestat crazy. (Louis finds out about this and thinks it's hilarious). (Lestat: My husband Louis--- Daniel: *brandishes wedding ring* you mean OUR husband Louis!)

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THE PINK IS EVERYTHING

SAM REID as THE VAMPIRE LESTAT

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Also: in love with a blonde man, has fucked not one but TWO theatre kids

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Check out my new fic!

Preview for Chapter 2:

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he was rotting in his shack wearing expensive shoes, pants and a tank top playing a fuckass piece of wood that he pretended was a piano but also he made sure to throw on his raggedy, old robe to fit the decaying aesthetic™️

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Some Waitrose driver who looked like Lestat de Lioncourt (Sam Reid) managed to save everyone in this massive gridlock by directing like 3 cars and unslotted everyone stuck for a mile for so long.

Thank you Waitrose Driver Lestat.

We all yelled thank you Waitrose Driver Lestat.

I don't think he even knew what we were talking about.

My brother is still whispering thank you Waitrose Driver Lestat.

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lestat de lioncourt is too silly he really said "after it took me over a century to get over my dead boyfriend, the most depressed man in all of france, i am ready to try again with my new boyfriend: the most depressed man in all of america"

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the Louis drought is really starting to get to me. and we still have at least a year to go. Lestat waited 70 years for him however I am on death's doorstep at 3 months

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New edit! I hope you enjoy it. :)

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Daniel is so besotted by Armand that he totally believes Armand would know Sartre and not only that but be besties with Sartre. Like of course. Daniel would be besties with Armand—he’s such a beguiling creature, who wouldn’t?

Armand casually lore-dumping on Jean-Paul Sartre being one of his besties and everyone ignoring it was comedy gold.

Not even an incredulous/snarky remark from Daniel. Wow.

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The writers for this show are just so good with contrast like, with Loumand you can see that Louis was just a shell from himself and from the moment he breaks "free" from Armand's influence he starts getting back to his "old" self, his old accent, his colors that he wore on his suits back in s1, which for me speaks VOLUMES on how he felt more comfortable and happy in those times than he did after "killing" Lestat and Paris.

No one wants to acknowledge it, because they can’t grasp it was all a tale for a certain effect, but the reality is Louis was truly living his best life with Lestat.

Was it perfect? No. Good grief NO.

But Lestat let Louis be himself. He let Louis have his agency. He coddled Louis and pampered Louis. He gave Louis anything and everything he wanted. He wanted Louis to thrive. He never mocked Louis’ dreams or made his depression the butt of a joke. He cultivated Louis’ love for books. He knew Louis’ favorite bookshop. He didn’t restrict Louis’ access to the books or the things that made him happy. He didn’t dictate Louis’ wardrobe. He didn’t erase Louis’ memories. He didn’t gaslight Louis. He didn’t manipulate Louis. He didn’t keep Louis locked in a brain fog in a gilded cage.

He stayed with Louis through thick and thin. He worried himself sick over Louis’ mental and physical well-being. He protected Louis. He sheltered Louis. He loved Louis and, despite their problems, they had a true companionship. They loved each other. They trusted each other. They confided in each other. They slept in each other’s arms every night. They met and genuinely fell fatally in love and created a family together with Claudia. Lestat was Louis’ husband, and Claudia was their daughter.

And when that was gone, Louis missed it. When Lestat was gone, Louis missed him. When Louis was left to his own devices, he was bitter and guilty and grief-stricken over taking for granted that life with Lestat and allowing himself to be culpable in the how and why the relationship failed.

None of that…..was ever the case with Armand, and DreamStat truly hammered all that home.

I’ll give you an example.

In 2x05 when Louis burns himself, he’s burnt down to his fucking ribcage. Is Armand concerned at all? No. He was too busy being like “how dare you try to leave ME and put ME through this?!”

Louis, while in the bed in absolute agony, fucking apologized to Armand for trying to burn himself.

If Lestat would’ve been there? He would’ve been at Louis’ bedside on his knees frantically pouring his own blood over Louis while hysterically sobbing and trying to make the pain go away by any means necessary.

Louis also would not have felt the need to apologize to Lestat, because Lestat probably would’ve been repeating “I love you, Louis” over and over since it’s what Lestat does to comfort him when he knows Louis is slipping into the darkness.

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Sam Reid as Lestat de Lioncourt

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE 2.07 'I Could Not Prevent it'

“You could not script a hurricane.”

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Lestat wakes. Beyond the thick drapes that cover every window in Louis’ decadent hotel room, the sun has dipped below the horizon. He feels its absence gladly, thinks drowsily of the cool of night and the caress of the moon, wonders if the clouds have broken. Louis is a steady weight beside him, and Lestat stretches his arms above his head, arches his back and then turns onto his side to look his fill.

A man might allow himself to be studied, but Louis is no man, and the same call of night that woke Lestat causes him to stir.   To Lestat’s delight he frowns for a moment, looking younger than even his human years, then his eyes flutter open. “Staring at me?” he mumbles.

“Mmm,” Lestat offers, and reaches to drag a fingertip along the line of Louis’ jaw. “Assuring myself you are real.”

“I’m real,” Louis says, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smile. He lifts an arm. “C’mere.”

Lestat’s heart childishly skips a beat as he eases himself into Louis’s arms, tucks himself against him, presses close. He hasn’t allowed himself to miss this, to give thought to the press of Louis’ flank against his, the smoothness of his skin and the rasp of his body hair. To consider it would have been to run mad with longing and memory, in much the way that some part of him wants to run mad now, break apart at the prosaic delight of lying still in Louis’ arms.

“You got a real loud mind,” Louis murmurs, kissing Lestat’s forehead. “Just be here with me.  Relax.”

Lestat huffs a laugh against Louis’s throat, but the sound is wet and uneven. He closes his eyes again, tightens his hold, feels satisfaction flood his limbs like lamplight before a storm, like the long-ago taste of honey on his tongue, like a long thirst slaked by the spill of blood.  “It has been such a long time,” he offers. “My heart has been . . .”

“I know,” Louis says softly, fingertips gentle against Lestat’s hair. “I know. Me too.”

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from the moment louis introduced himself and lestat said "of course it's louis" that man was already planning his wedding vows

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UPDATE! (Chapter 3/4)

Fandom: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)

Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive

Relationships: Lestat de Lioncourt/Louis de Pointe du Lac, Armand/Daniel Molloy, Daniel Molloy & Louis de Pointe du Lac

Characters: Lestat de Lioncourt, Louis de Pointe du Lac, Daniel Molloy, Armand (Vampire Chronicles)

Additional Tags: rockstar lestat, Mutual Pining, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Flashbacks, Drug Use, Biting, Blood Drinking, Drama, Romance, Canon-Typical Violence, Anal Sex, Jealousy, Possessive Behavior, Possessive Sex, Bottom Louis de Pointe du Lac, Top Lestat de Lioncourt, Sharing a Bed, Sharing a Room, Friends to Lovers, Post-Episode: s02e08 And That’s The End of It. There’s Nothing Else (Interview with the Vampire TV)

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“Perhaps Louis would prefer a different companion.” 

Daniel’s stare bore into my own, his voice in my head. Words he couldn’t speak aloud, or Lestat’s thin composure would crumble: You already tried that with Armand. Or was that a rebound played out for too long? His journalistic instinct superseded friendship and care out of his preference for sharp and ugly truth. This is Daniel–this is why I sought him out and perhaps why Lestat looked to him, too. 

I clenched my jaw. You feel sorry for him on your own time, not mine.

Lestat’s hand cut through the tense air, wandering to my knee. “I understand if you do.”

I couldn’t speak or breathe, helpless to the love shattering in his eyes, reforming, and shattering again. 

“Would you look for a different companion, Lestat?” Daniel asked.

“I might seek out warmth in others, but a companion?” Lestat shook his head, and sadness once again repossessed him. It was the fear ever-present in the thirty years we spent together: that he would have to find solace in meager replacements for a love I denied him. That was the seed I planted, its roots infesting his core, deriving nutrients from a heart eager to send adoration my way. “No. There’s no one else for me.”

You don’t want him to have anyone else, do you? Daniel spoke to me. 

I don’t care what he does with his body.

Bullshit.

“That’s enough,” Lestat shouted, his voice hoarse. “I’ve grown bored of this one-sided sniping.” I expected the familiar quiver of anger on his lip, the trembling of curled fists at his sides. I looked for the restrained violence, his body teetering on destruction. I instead found two streams of red on pale, smooth cheeks. The tears dripped into his lap like the beginning of a rainstorm, fat, terrible drops that would not cease. He was uncommonly beautiful in his vulnerability, and the openness with which he showed his anguish had always swayed me perhaps because I could only rarely show the same to him. He cried for both of us, but in that moment, above all, he cried for me. I wished to pledge myself to him, to apologize to him, and to ask him to devote himself to me completely.

I could not. 

I stood from the couch, my feet mechanically searching for the rock pool, but I wasn’t in Dubai. There was no rock pool for my mind to still. I couldn’t rest my thoughts. I stopped between Lestat and Daniel, looking to the ground. The room spun around me.

“Bullshit,” Daniel said aloud. “You’re fucking delusional, Louis. What do you want? Come on. Cut the crap and just say it.” 

In my panicked haze, needing comfort, my focus settled on Lestat. Even then, as his lip wobbled and tears streamed down his primadonna cheekbones, the ghost of hope welled in his eyes. He looked at me, pleading for a confession. The book Daniel published confirmed what I would not–that offense alone spoke more to Lestat than my feelings, and still he thought I could be moved. At that moment, Daniel stood off the couch, one more lob to throw in hopes that I’d dissolve just as Lestat did. I had ample practice at withholding. 

 “I’m not interested in other companions,” I said. 

It was Lestat’s turn to stand, but I bolted for the door before he could reach out to me; before he could ask me to elaborate; before I’d fall to my knees and give in to the endless tidal wave of Lestat’s love for me. 

Then I was alone in the night, on streets I knew too well from my time here in the seventies. And though time had changed San Fransisco’s landscape, my desire for Lestat’s presence as I strolled down cracked sidewalks had not. We could not be in the same room without an implosion, and yet apart, I craved nothing more than his hand on my lower back.