#Right before my Eyes

[japhugmafia]

[thenightling]

You know how I keep complaining about the lyrics to "Long Face" (Lestat's song promoting Season 3 of Interview with The Vampire)?

It's because I've been spoilt by Lestat songs by a real Glam rock musician. This is Right Before my Eyes by Sir Elton John and lyrics by Bernie Taupin. It's Lestat contemplating making Nicolas into a vampire.

This is Sir Elton John singing as Lestat. I believe this is a demo recording for the song. The song is not in the San Francisco (superior) version of the musical, but it's the one shining moment for the New York version of the play.

And for those wondering if there's a similar song for Louis, yes, there is. It's called Embrace it. But that one got butchered for New York. The lyrics are the same but a part where it's supposed to go up tempo is sung like a lullaby in New York. So if you seek out "Embrace it" look for the San Francisco version or Sir Elton John's manic demo version where he sings as both Louis and Lestat (without changing his voice).

[fluffypotatey]

Trick or treat!

hey Bestie!!! I’m feeling energized tonight so fic snippet for you (as a treat 💅)

[cioscizor]

Post round 7

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

This wine tastes like pigs blood!

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[itseghost]

very straightforward redraw because this quest and this whole scene have been ON my mind.

[readerconfused]

Man these last few days have been so stressful that my boy has aged 3 years

[spicysucculentz]

I got home from campus way later than I wanted to but that’s my own fault for sticking around to watch the entire men’s basketball game. No regrets though I love basketball and our men’s team FUCKS!!! They won!! Unlike our horrendous football team

[degenerateshinji]

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in a dream, on a wave.

[thenightling]

When the Lestat musical left San Francisco they changed a lot of the songs and I wasn't thrilled with the changes but one change I actually did like was the love song Sir Elton John wrote for Nicolas and Lestat. It's new-born vampire, Lestat, considering turning Nicki into a vampire.

Here is the best recording of the song I've ever come across. It's Sir Elton John singing it and I think it's a demo recording. It's not from the two disc demo album that leaked with all the San Francisco songs on it, sung by Sir Elton John.

[symphonyofmalice]

"Because I was an idiot!" Lestat said, raising his voice in earnest, "A young idiot who didn't know what his powers were, I wanted them to be afraid of me, to run, I was afraid, and confused, and you knew I'd never admit to being afraid," he remembered being shot, the brief collision, realizing it didn't affect him, healing, "I didn't want to push you away Nicki, but I didn't want to know what I'd do if I lost control, then Armand made me..." the old anger bubbled up, his eyebrows scowling for a moment, "I learned as I went, that night in Renaud's wasn't on purpose to hurt you, it was me being well..me. Impulsive, stupid," he laughed, his past self wouldn't agree that he was stupid, he had learned so much over the centuries. "I know now what my impulsivities cause, or I wouldn't be here now, begging you to forgive me, let me back in your life and not just in the shadows," Lestat found himself running his fingers through Nicki's hair, wiping blood tears away, holding him up in case he crumbled into the floor, he didn't know how else to make his case, if he had to apologize every day for the rest of immortality he would. He wanted to kiss him, over and over, shower those tragically beautiful lips with one kiss after another until he kissed away the pain.

Nicolas was almost tempted to laugh when Lestat called himself an idiot. How often had Nicolas applied the same insult to him? Though part of him understood the urge to frighten, to make others run. Hadn't that been what he had done in the theater? Though a vindictive part of him pointed out Lestat had hypocritically called that 'petty'.

But the next sentence caught him completely off guard, threw out any ideas of pettiness and arguing. "Armand made you what?" He demanded suddenly. In Nicolas' mind, Armand came into the story later, once Gabrielle was turned. Had he been influencing Lestat even then? "What did Armand do to you?" Nicolas had no trouble believing the old coven master would do any number of atrocities to get his own way.

God, he had missed this. Part of him wanted to reject it, to push Lestat away, to spite him. But God, it felt so right to have Lestat's hands in his hair, and on his face, Lestat's arms around him. He had been deprived of this- he had deprived himself of this- for years. Nicolas finally returned the embrace, hugging Lestat closer, breathing in his scent.

Right Before My Eyes

@symphonyofmalice

Finding out he had survived had been both a moment of relief, and one of frustration that he hadn't know, hadn't felt him, then again, he had turned Nicolas himself, and at times sensing those you sired was harder, even with all that Lestat had been through.

It hadn't take the lawyer long to find him, with help from David Talbot, who reluctantly pulled a few strings with those he still spoke to in a certain supernatural organization that always knew more than they let on. The blonde immortal knew he had to do this as secretly as possible, completely anonymous, because he'd been told Nicki wasn't where he could do any of it himself, and history be damned, Lestat wasn't going to let the violinist suffer another moment, nor be uncomfortable.

The apartment had been "given in the name of a charity for musicians", decent, clean, safe, even with Lestat's little upscale tastes added, he made sure it didn't reek of the Frenchman's usual obnoxious luxury so Nicholas wouldn't know immediately that it was him.

Money had been a bit easier, an account under the LeFent name, 'lost for centuries but found', really just one of Lestat's put under the others name, but modest enough that he wouldn't want for anything, but that it wasn't outrageous.

However, Lestat couldn't stay away, why would he? It was his Nicki! Regardless of what had happened between them, he still cared about him, an ache in his soul had been filled when he knew he survived, Paris no longer hurt to see, the old ghosts replaced with a small spark of hope.

He left gifts, violin music of the latest composers, of some he remembered Nicki raving about in the old centuries, others that just reminded him of him, flowers, hidden as a gift from an admirer, a nice jacket or two that he had become obsessed with because it matched the others features, and Lestat had sobbed over the idea of Nicolas wearing it, being here and wearing the fashions of today. Oh Mon Dieu, walking this Savage Garden still, that he had shared with him.

He hadn't meant to slip up, for the other to catch him, granted Lestat had never been one that didn't bring some sort of attention to himself, even when trying his best not to. Lestat felt him behind him, that odd sense of being looked at when you didn't want to be, he looked over his shoulder,

"I had hoped you wouldn't catch me," he said softly, only enough for him to hear, "then again, I probably didn't, we both know me too well at this point that I wanted to be caught,"

[avastazyana]

[lunacias]

(Silence. CARPENTER tries to rally HAYWARD's spirits. She's afraid she's going to lose him.)

"All three of us - we can all go on living, Hayward. Just like you said."

[hinamie]

looks at hair slicked back megu I Could Fix Him

[lazybakerart]

I'd miss our kiss if it ever left my lips

buck and tommy! them!! aldhfdsff!!!

[toxxenn]