#interview with the muse

[erebus0dora]

i can't choose one, so let's have both, i guess..?

«I am the Devil's Minion, and he grants my every wish.»

brb here when i get some proper sleep for i still have a wish to rant on Eric Bogosian being actually a scary smart researcher in my bloodstream

[lafamilledelioncourt]

The heartbreaking thing about a lot of viewers who haven't consumed the books is they don't completely see is WHY Lestat is near sobbing when he asks "Did you hurt yourself?"

Yes, for general reasons like he loves him and what not. But, don't forget, he also said, "I gave you to Armand. You tell me if that is saving."

In TVL, you get ALOT more of the Lestat/Nicky relationship. You see them bond, fall in love, and then Lestat have to contend with that love once he's kidnapped and turned.

Nicky does not take the vampirism very well. Nicky is a very desolate sort of character. Religious trauma to the max, and then throw in family trauma, gay repression, and then vampirism.

When Lestat leaves Paris with Gabrielle in TVL, he essentially leaves Nicky with Armand. He entrusts him into his care in a way, and Nicky chooses the fire. He can't endure as they call it. Naturally, it breaks Lestat's heart.

One of Armand's jobs as coven leader was to cull weak vampires who can't survive on their own or endure. So there is definitely room for S3 for them to show Armand pushing for Nicky to accept the flame.

With Louis, Lestat doesn't fight back in Paris and lets Louis go with Armand. Once again, he's entrusting someone he loves to Armand. Even if it's very much unwilling, but I'll give it to him for once for respecting a choice.

When Armand calls out to him in San Francisco, it's Lestat's worst nightmare. Louis is hurt, Lestat can't get to him. Armand either has allowed him to be hurt, hurt him himself, or did not protect him as Lestat wants him protected.

It is heavily implied Lestat thinks Louis died in San Francisco. In the books, Armand tells both of them the other died to keep them apart. Once again, the person Lestat loves is dead because of Armand.

Lestat, in his mind, has ultimately failed Louis, and so he falls apart as we see him do in 2x08. When Louis shows up, he cannot believe he's there initially. It's very clear he's only half there mentally. He has to ask him if it was all real and if he'd really been hurt because he has to know if it is really Louis. It's a question you'd ask the ghost of the person you love, but Louis CAN answer him.

Needless to say, please read the books if you're up for it. They are a riot.

[onlymywishfulthinking]

Interview with the Vampire - s1e6 / s2e2

My muse / My Louis

[recsbylotte]

AUBREY PLAZA ↳ Agatha All Along | ASMR | 5hr

[gvnchyno2]

Andrei | Amadeo | Armand

[chaoticmiserablelover]

My taste in books: sad queers being unhinged.

[portraitoflestatonfire]

the neck of louis de pointe du lac

[chuck-the-goon]

The Vampire Armand

[longingquiet]

thinking about armand being a whisper in the wind throughout daniel’s life. a reflection in a window at a bar. a hazy face in the crowd of students leaving his guest lecture. a passing stranger he can’t escape but can never quite remember either.

[nancydrewwouldnever]

RANDOM MUSING: (for like the one person following me who is also into IWTV)

For the love of everything, I really, really hope the showrunners/writers of the Interview with the Vampire series keep the canonical scene of Gabrielle's return to Lestat's life by stealing her son's Porsche and driving it like a speed demon in a heist movie while Louis is crawling over Lestat's lap in the passenger side seat.

Because I need this to be the way Louis meets his Mother-in-Law for the first time. And bless Anne for writing such a batshit crazy scene to begin with.

[lafamilledelioncourt]

we joke about louis being helen of troy, but guys, he got lestat and armand in a singular look down bad crying at the gym.

these ancient vampires who were feral about each other took one look at his bright ass eyes and his cocky little half smile and just lost their fucking minds.

their asses 404 errored the second he batted his eyes in their direction. there is no recovery.

[johannestevans]

armand is so funny because obviously he wants daniel to top him but he's aware that daniel is not going to move a MUSCLE and will just sit back and make armand work himself up and down on his prick the entire time and that's Hot and armand Hates That

when a lot of your sexual power comes from the sense of being Used and Of Service, that's great but it's also easy. they're putting in the physical work and effort, and there is a distraction from the sense of being observed

vampires consume one another, consume the flesh of others, and they are hungry with all their senses - their vision augmented, their taste and scent heightened, able to feast from someone's very thoughts, scoop inside their head

and armand as a slave for so long was a model as well? he was simultaneously unheard and unseen, a servant, in tune with others needs and having none of his own except TO serve - and yet was also observed and devoured with the eyes, modelling for art

those two being separate and discrete are crucial. he is not an actor on the stage: he is the director and the producer. even the art he puts on stage himself must not be a physical and corporeal thing but a fleeting projection, an ephemeral ghost, witnessed then hidden again

so to be in a position where he's bottoming and pleasing a top, but where there's not a frenetic movement on the top's part at all? where his partner is leaning back and watching him, the lights on, spotlighting his skin? not even touching, except a glancing touch of his thigh?

in that moment he is not just providing pleasure or service, he is not being used - he is doing that /whilst also being art/. whilst the other person is consuming him with their eyes, studying him, watching him, as he likes to study and watch others

and distracted, too - concentrating on his rhythm, on the sink of daniel's cock inside him, gripping at his own and arching his back. concentrating on the pleasure and on the act and on the strain on his muscles and also on being something worth looking at

a sight worthy of being committed to memory - and knowing that even were he to reach into daniel's mind to tamper with that memory, to scoop it out like a fish from a pond, he would have to touch it and feel it and examine it himself

and what could be more fucking excruciating? what could be more agonising than that - the terror of himself in daniel's eyes, himself from daniel's perspective? not young and drug-addled and stupid, but daniel NOW, frighteningly incisive, desiring, old?

[platoapproved]

After the first night, I thought I would die of this thirst. After the second, I thought I would perish screaming. After the third, I only dreamed of it in weeping and in desperation, licking at my own blood tears on my fingertips. After six nights of this when I could bear the thirst no longer, they brought a struggling victim to me.

At the end of seven more nights, when I was starved to the point where even the scent of the blood didn't rouse me, they laid the victim-a small boy child of the streets crying for pity-directly in my arms.

Some twenty weeks were passed in this misery. I didn't even believe anymore that the bright and fantastical world of Venice had ever existed. And I knew my Master was dead. I knew it. I knew that all I loved was dead. I was dead.

2X08 "AND THAT'S THE END OF IT. THERE'S NOTHING ELSE." || The Vampire Armand

[tarsusingkirk]

louis learns about social media in his best girl summer era and gets an instagram for posting his photography. his bio reads amateur photographer.

it starts slow and easy with some black and white portraits of humans, a few low contrast wildlife shots. he captions them variously with numbers and letters, not fretting over fuax deep captions, more concerned with archiving them orderly. Except when he indiscriminately deletes them when a rando says he sucks. he roams from subject to subject, thinking he's not really, truely capturing the art of emotion in his viewfinder, that parisian art dealer from years ago hounding his every shutter click. nevertheless, his follower count rises from zero.

and then, well, lestat hits the airwaves like an atom bomb. a fragile, messy mascara'd atomic bomb.

louis finds himself scrolling through candids of lestat on stages, hair flaring messily and rings glinting into the blur of a single snapshot. torn crop tops falling off sweaty shoulders, and pale eyes smattered with what is apparently glitter staring off into the distance. sometimes leaning breathlessly over a mic, sometimes baring his chest as he bows back, nimble fingers riffing on a guitar.

it's really only a matter of time until louis quietly purchases a ticket and goes to a concert, his fingers tip-tapping over his camera case.

his first shot of lestat comes thirty minutes into the concert because all he could do was stare in the midst of roaring humans, the air alight with manic energy that made his breathing stop.

He takes hundreds that night, and spends the next several nights going through and picking ones he thinks have some kind of merit.

two months and two more concerts, taking shots of lestat from the anonymity of his rabid fans is as natural as breathing.

three months later magazines have him on speedial, it feels like, and then he's contacted by the vampire lestat's agent asking if he can do a shoot.

it really was as simple as finding his muse.

[steveharirngton]

happy birthday dreamboy ♡

[noliaert]

Finally got around to finish this one! Here's my ode to iwtv season 1! <3 I made both a version of bailey's claudia as well as delainey's 👍👍

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