#armand the vampire chronicles

[beautifulsavagegarden]

Drabble - Spoilers for The Vampire Armand

He was quiet, his expression beautifully thoughtful as he knelt before the communion rail, looking up at the Christ on the cross, trying to wrap his head around Lestat's claims. Lestat had met the Christ as a man and he had taken his blood into him just as the faithful believed they did during the communion that would take place in this very spot that he occupied. the blood of Christ shed for you. It had been anathema to him, the fact that after all he had suffered, all the trials he had experienced in his life, all the loss, that it had been Lestat who had been so blessed. It had always been Lestat and even when he had lain on that floor gathering dust, he had drawn them all to him. There would never be a day where such a thing would occur for Armand. He could never summon them all, they would never care enough for him to do that and he understood to a degree. He was not as likeable as Lestat, he was truly a monster, and yet it wasn't just the monsterous that lurked beneath his skin. He was growing older in the blood with every year that passed and yet he was still young, still that boy staggering lost throughout the world trying to understand not only the world but who he was rather than who he had been and the mistakes he had made.

He had met Lestat first face to face in a church, in Notre Dame herself. He had once dwelled within a monastery. He had no right to exist in a state of semi-peacefulness when he was in the Holy Houses because he had been a child of satan, he had been a leader of the cult of the children of darkness and he had broken so many of the holy laws and yet he was allowed to be in such places as these. He tilted his head slightly to the side, his hands clasped together as though in prayer, studying the intricate and exact details of the Christ. He saw what very few mortal eyes ever could and he could appreciate the craftsmanship of this Christ. He wished, not for the first time, that he could have a true communion with him.

That could only ever be a wish though because when the Christ had touched them, he had touched Lestat, and it had driven him almost to the point of madness and yet it had been Armand who had gone into the sun. Was it the Christ who had saved him from the fate that he had lunged for with both hands or was it sheer coincidence, his own inbuilt vampiric desire to survive? Armand was many things and tenacious was certainly one of those things. He would survive, he would go on, he would deal with his sufferings and he would continue to move within the ever changing world, searching for something that was long lost to him now. He had his darling Sybelle and beautiful Benji and they were of great comfort to him, his family in every way they could be, and they brought happiness to him but there was always going to be an empty space that he could never ignore. He blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the blood tears that welled in his eyes at the mere thought of what he was searching for, who he was longing for. That bridge had been burned. There was no way to cross that chasm if he could even find him. Oh Daniel, my beloved Daniel. Did you weep when you heard of my demise? Did you know? Did you care?

Armand glanced around him, checking to see that he was alone, before he rose to his feet in a fluid motion, inclining his head towards the Christ in a small bob of deference, before he moved to the candles. Slowly, almost reverently, he reached for the taper and lit it then found a candle waiting. He lit the wick, watching as the flames consumed it and set the candle alight. He disposed of the taper and then focused on the dancing flame on the wick of the candle he had chosen and silently sent a prayer out to the world, to anyone who could listen. Bring my boy home. A single bloody tear escaped him and he brushed it away, turning and leaving the church, knowing that it had all been for nothing and yet hoping, desperately that this prayer would be answered.

[moondustinfj]

[lestatthevamp]

[emperorrtimes]

I learned that armand owns an island in florida so I made this

[krowtesque]

picking LINT??? off the SOFA???????

[sonofcelluloid]

Book Armand: I’m only desired for my perceived boyish innocence which I very intentionally play up, but I despise everyone who falls for it. Such is my fate.

Book Daniel: Wow I look at you and see some type of freakazoid as yet undiscovered by science. An abomination, if you will.

Book Armand: stalking you stalking you stalking you wear this necklace iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou

[schusseltier]

haunted.

[chuck-the-goon]

“The coffin was cold without you, beloved.”

[trixiethenerd42]

[trashblog-things]

idk if its in the show but its in the books and I think its funny. armand reads like an absolute freak. like he picks up books, flips through them and reads them in seconds. lestat describes being able to hear him reading from rooms away because this guy is ripping books off the self, flipping through them and then throwing them on the floor just to pick up another and do it again lmao other vampires don't read like that its just him. all vampires read fast but not like armand and they also think its odd lol

[beautifulsavagegarden]

//Regina George with the burn book after she figured out what Caddy was up to is pretty much just Lestat with Armand after he finds out Louis shacked up with him.

I'm not wrong.

[agathah]

amc has the opportunity to do the craziest thing ever

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[ninoacca]

I will be here mentally for the foreseeable future

[moondustinfj]

[jullythevamp]

[vampmarie]

rest. rest now. I'll hold you