#lestat is like time for MY side of the story! let me tell you about how hot armand is

[cloudabserk]

lestat and armand are fucking crazy 😭 you’ve known each other like 3 days

[nalyra-dreaming]

"Let me know if you want to know more :))" If it's not asking much, yes, please?! I really know little to nothing about the books. I see what people post here, like, I didn't know about Rose and only found out about Viktor this week lol. Unfortunately the books aren't always available in my country and I'm still waiting to buy and read them. D:

Okay, for a rundown:)))

In the books:

Lestat finds Louis again through the rockstar career, and he writes his own story down for him, which Louis reads. Their reunion is quite beautiful, Louis and Gabrielle fight other vampires side by side with Lestat. There is a kiss backstage :)

Unfortunately Akasha kidnaps Lestat, because she thinks he is the epitome of toxic masculinity and that she can use him for her plan to take over the world (literally), burning a lot of the vampires. It’s a misjudgment though, Lestat is fearful of her killing the ones he loves, but starts to resist her ever more (she forces him to do her bidding via spells at times). Louis, Gabrielle reunite with all the others to hear the history behind Akasha and ultimately they meet up with her and Lestat, ending in Akasha‘s death. Louis and Lestat have a very romantic scene together.

Afterwards Lestat is changed though, battling with the event. He got a huge amount of blood from her, because she wanted him strong, and he experiences severe body dysmorphia and self hatred. Louis and he are in a weird “Netflix and chill“ era, visiting each other regularly, watching movies together, being petty with each other. Lestat’s guilt and that self hatred drive him to suicide, but he is too strong already to burn in the sun and he heals to retain a tan (only). The Body Thief sees his chance and offers him a mortal body for a while, and Lestat takes it. The Body Thief does not return his body though and so Lestat tries to bring Louis to turn him again but Louis refuses (very emotional scene). Louis tells Lestat to live that mortal life and Lestat has to turn to others (David in the book here maybe Daniel?!) to get his body back bc he realizes that he does want to be a vampire (after all). He manages, and there is a very beautiful but very raw scene with Louis in a church afterwards. Lestat tries to convince himself he is evil (for wanting that vampiric life back) and rapes David into darkness just as he was raped into it. All through the book Claudia‘s ghost is there and speaks with him. Lestat has Rue Royale fixed up and he and Louis (and David) live there again.

A while later a being claiming to be the Devil visits Lestat - he wants his help, and takes his soul onto a journey beyond (it is later confirmed that Lestat was gone from this plane of existence) and the events with heaven, hell, purgatory and Lestat drinking the blood of Christ (literally) shatter him. He loses an eye in purgatory, which is returned to him, altered. He goes a bit mad, confined to a church, where Louis and a few others tend to him. Louis comes by regularly to read to him, change clothes, etc. Lestat falls into a sleep.

Lestat’s coma continues, but it is involuntary at times. As he later tells it the altered eye allowed angels to take his soul to do their bidding, while threatening him. The unpublished novel at Tulane tells of one of those adventures. Lestat’s coma is hard on Louis. He is haunted by the fact that he has never seen Claudia’s ghost and with the help of Merrick, a witch, they conjure her, an event for which the diary pages are important. Claudia’s ghost is a vengeful one though, hating him, and he tries to commit suicide after. Lestat wakes up and saves him. They reunite and exchange a lot of blood and afterwards Louis is changed a lot. They leave NOLA because the Talamasca threaten them.

Something not closer defined happens while they are in the jungles, and Louis goes to Armand in NYC, where he is safe from the ever multiplying vampires. They spend some time apart, Lestat roaming, Louis with Armand, both coming to terms with who they are now. This is when Rose needing help must have happened. When Viktor was conceived and raised.

Another burning is happening - the spirit that propels them is clming to consciousness: Amel. It uses older vampires to thin out the ranks. Lestat is called and finally returns from his wanderings, and he defeats an elder and takes the core, effectively becoming the prince of the vampires. He and Louis meet, Rose, Viktor and first trouble with Roshamandes happens.

Amel is coming further to consciousness, recalling the being he was, once. Recalling who he was with, too. Lestat sets up court in his old family castle, now renovated. All big players come. Lestat goes to Louis and Louis comes to him - for good, with a very emotional plea. They are together for good after. Amel need to be removed fromthe vampires and Lestat, he gets a cloned body. Louis comes up with the solution, and holds Lestat’s hand through it.

Roshamandes, the ancient slighted bc he did not get the core is outfor revenge tjough, and kidnaps Gabrielle, Louis and Marius, sending ashes to Lestat. Lestat… shuts down. Armand goes feral (in words, incredible scene!!).

Lestat goes to Roshamandes in an all-or-nothing move and kills him, creating the “Blood Communion“ with the remains. Louis and the others are found, and Lestat can finally breathe again There is a big celebration, and the book literally closes with them dancing and kissing and Lestat telling Louis he loves him and always had.

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This is the rundown :)

As you can imagine there is a LOT the show can do with this. In the books they kiss, the show has added sex, and so I expect some scenes to be a lot more sexy :) Louis is a lot more involved in the later arcs, his and Lestat‘s arcs are inverted. When they finally come together (for good) once more they are at peace with each other.

They have a son, and a daughter, their friends are with them. Former loves, too.

They have left their human pains behind, have accepted themselves as vampires.

Louis calls it the “monarchy of darkness“ in the unpublished draft at Tulane, and knowing Rolin knows of those drafts… I do expect this on the show :)

Obviously some of this will be spun differently. Has already been used, and/or used differently. But I expect to see the Body Thief parts, definitely. Akasha and the aftermath. And we know we’re getting the rockstar era :))

I think the show has already hinted at Amel, and so I do think they’ll finish with that arc :)))

We‘ll see. Since the relationship in the show is deliberately more explicit I think a lot of the canon events will be a LOT more intimate. It’s not about sex for them.

It’s about eternity and acceptance, both self acceptance and acceptance of the other.

And I cannot wait to see what the show makes of it.

[adamnablelittledevil]

I'm excited for Devil's Minion but I hope the Lesmand aspect isn't undermined in its favor. That ship may not be endgame but it's so important to both Lestat and Armand.

I only know Devil's Minion content from what I've seen on the tag, but I share the same feeling! I also enjoy Armand and Daniel's dynamic on the show. I can't wait to see more if it (and any possible duo, romantic/endgame or not, because they're all so appealing) and I hope they did have something in the past as well (and I think it's highly possible), because both Eric and Luke are great. And, well, this chemistry is too extraordinary to ignore.

Sure, this scene wasn't a positive one, but tell me they don't have potential to deliver the romantic content?

So, about the books, I'm still on chapter 5 of The Vampire Lestat (I'm leaving IWTV for last), but so far I don't see how they could reduce lesmand. I guess you could say there is some romantic aspect to them, but there's so much more than that too. Now, I might be interpreting this wrong or things will naturally change over the course of the books, but I believe they have this soul ties/mirrors/foils/two sides of the same coin aspect. It's only been a little over one chapter since Armand was firstly introduced, but their dynamic already feels so important. They're so similar and yet so different, they're fascinated by each other, they see parts of themselves that they don't like on one another, they see things they can't understand but want to, there's empathy, there's protectiveness, they're attracted to one another and not even just in a physical/romantic sense, but there's some genuine curiosity, admiration and magnetism there, but they're still afraid of each other, they still despise one another, they hurt each other, they know it's better to stay way, but don't really want to so it challenges them to the point they also HATE each other... I even feel like it's more frustration and projection than actual hate, but still... They're very INTENSE, in every sense of the word. And it keeps fleeting all the time, sometimes it's warmer, sometimes it's more explosive, sometimes they have similar reactions to one another and sometimes they don't... Which leads to different types of tension that is entertaining to play with. Plus, they have the best conversations and arguments for me. They touch on some really relevant topics about each other's existence, their collective existence as a species and as individuals (which is part of their conflict). Basically, we can call them whatever we want, but they're never boring.

So I can't see them being able to change that even if they want to? Also, because Armand is the first vampire Lestat meets after his maker and fledgling. Magnus kills himself shortly after turning Lestat, Gabrielle and Lestat are almost on the same level when it comes to powers and knowledge about vampirism. Armand exists out of their sphere, has been a vampire for a while, has more abilities/knowledge than them... I feel like you need that in order to 'shake' things up on the flashbacks instead of just being in the bubble of Lestat and his fledglings or using Armand as a small character.

And Assad is one of the main actors, he's paid for main actor screen time, so it would be a waste not to use him as such? And, like you said, it's so important for both Armand's and Lestat's arcs, and this is a main character + main character dynamic, it's not like a side plot with a guest star. It would be killing multiple birds with one stone, because you'd find a way to use two fundamental characters, tell the story in a proper and also engaging way. Not to mention they would be insanely stupid to waste this.

Yeah, I know this is different on the book, but my point is that the enigmatic chemistry they're supposed to have is there and Rolin should make the most of it. Like, I'm still a bit frustrated they didn't play a little more with Jacob and Assad's chemistry too.

So let's not do it again? I mean, this is the first show I watch where everyone has amazing chemistry and good reasons to have lots of scenes together because they live forever and need to have more than just one company, lol. I say let's explore all of it, whether something is romantic/endgame or not.

Anyway, I believe we'll see a lot of Armand in the 1700s flashbacks and that lesmand will be top 2 of Armand's dynamics on season 3. Depending on what they want to do with armandiel, they might even explore more of lesmand next season, since that's 'Lestat's' season and they can have all future seasons for armandiel? I mean, I can see something kind of like season 2, when we had loumand, but dreamstat was still a significant presence and then the big scene at the end. Plus, I'm expecting Daniel to have a lot of screen time with Louis and Lestat, respectively.

Btw, sorry I deflected so much, I just had a lot to say, lmao. Thank you for the message. :)

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FrankFreezy on Victim-Blaming in the IWTV Fandom (IWTV 2x1 - 19:09 - 25:34)

If I see or sense something that is problematic...I'm going to say something, and one of those things that led me to this whole thought process of speaking about victim blaming is because my whole thing with Lestat in Season One is like I have said countless times:

I'm judging and speaking on these characters based on what I am seeing in front of me.

And a lot of people have spoiled; a lot of people have hinted; a lot of people have suggested that: "Don't worry, when you get to Season Two everything will make sense!"

And I'm happy for that! I'm happy to grow and evolve...with the story as I go. I'm a patient man, and I'm a man that likes being told I am wrong, in the sense that I'm open to learn, I'm open to embrace new point of views.

However, I'm also a man who calls sh*t when I see it, or calls some kind of characters and behaviors when I see it.

Now, something I want to talk about victim blaming is: If someone SA'd someone, or abused someone, and your first comment or your initial comment is: "Hey man, we need to look deeper into this abuser's past! We need to check out their trauma and what made them do this!" Then I'm going to say something about that, because those things are valid! Mental health is important, and knowing how a character got from Point A to Point B is very valid.

But the part about victim blaming that comes up for me is: Why is the abuser's past or trauma the thing being centered in this moment??? Doesn't it make more sense that the person that is going through it or the person who is abused--their pain, their current trauma that we're seeing Lestat inflict in front of our eyes--should be centered first?!

When that person is cared for and taken care of and understood, yeah, we can run back then we can run back and check out Lestat's past or why this person got from here to here, you know?

...Because if I just got abused, and in the midst of it the first thing I'm hearing people asking is: "Oh, the person that abused me, they've had a hard past, and was hurt, people hurt people!" And all these conversations that comes around trauma, generational trauma? I would feel so neglected and messed up! Because I just went through some traumatic sh*t, and my abuser is being centered!?

...Everyone has been telling me we're just seeing Louis' point of view. Even in Episode 7, Armand told Molloy that "You only know half the story, you're going to apologize when you hear everything." I'm SO eager to hear Lestat's side and everything.... Let let me see all the nuances. And I'm happy to see how it changes my mind and all this.

But...almost every time I am cautioned or I am nudged gently in the "right direction" to look at Lestat's reasons for what he's doing, often times it never comes side-by-side with also empathizing or centering Louis, or the people who are being abused.

Like, I just posted Episode [Four] on YouTube, the episode where Claudia did her first kill [on Charlie], unfortunately, and how Lestat was after it happened. He wasn't very comforting; he forced her to look at the body, and all these things, and that's a child! Vampire or not!... I had some thoughts towards that, I'm like: "Yo, she just went through something very traumatic, and you do this!?"

And there was a bunch of folks that were on the whole: "He was training her to be what she was supposed to to be!"

...She did some self harm at the ending of that episode, and in a lot of those comments, none of...the trauma she's actively going through was centered. It was just more: "So, this is Lestat's reason for doing this;" and it gave me victim blaming vibes a lot.

...Especially with Louis, like: "Oh yeah, he was a flawed man before Lestat changed him. He agreed to it, he consented into it!"

I'm not seeing them being centered in that case. I am seeing justifications for why Lestat is doing that.

....I'm just seeing some thoughts, patterns, that I feel from my POV are like low key problematic.

-- Already LOVE season 2 🧡| Interview With The Vampire 2x1 | Reaction & Commentary - FrankFreezy (19:09 - 25:34)

[queerofcups]

an August rec list

August Rec List

Why yes it is nearly the end of September and I’m just now posting my August Rec List. I’ve been busy!

Hockey RPF

come stitch me up

E | 10k | addandsubtract

Sometimes he wakes up sucking on his fingers, rutting his hips into the bed. He’ll be right on the edge of coming, the wet head of his dick trapped between his hips and the sheets, but he can’t, he can’t, not without – not without something pushed up inside, something stretching him open.

Hey man, I barely know who these players are. Is this kind of a horror story? Yes! Is it also very hot smut! Yuuuup. This is what I mean when I’m begging people not to try to explain away the dub in dubcon. Someone should be calling a doctor, an exorcist, a therapist etc. But instead, because this is fanfic, they whip their dicks out! It's great!

Interview with The Vampire

monstrous servant

Armand/Louis

E | 5k | inthebelltower

The old itch never goes away. It never feels less good to scratch.

inhuman taste

Armand/Louis

E | 1k | inthebelltower

Louis can’t help it; he wants to eat him up.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Louis as a dom as I’m writing my own WIP and this fic and the next were really instrumental in shaping my own ideas of how Louis is with Armand. I really think this and the next fic act as a great picture of the two sides of their relationship.

not a ruse, not heat

Armand/Louis

M | 872 | inthebelltower

Louis drinks from Armand’s neck. Somewhere in the compound a clock is ticking.

Let me tell you diary (islands)

Claudia/Madeline, Louis/Lestat 

T | 4k | anonymous

Basically, Claudeleine don't return to Paris, don't fall for the trap, and just travel to wherever the X leads them... until…

In Sickness and In Health

Louis/Lestat

M | 3k | anonymous

“Sure, okay,” Louis huffs softly, “one coffee, why not.”

They’re engaged again by November. Claudia calls Louis the moment she finds out and scolds him for fifteen minutes straight. Hear me out, Louis barely gets the words out before she hangs up on him. Five times he tries to call her back.

Of mercy, with choice 

Louis/Lestat

E | 6k | shavir_light

“I always thought that your victims were truly fortunate, to be gifted with such an exhilarating death,” Lestat says, tangled in the messy sheets. “What bliss it must have been, to be killed by one so beautiful.”

Louis and Lestat play at a fantasy. It gets a bit out of hand.

The Things We DId and Didn’t Do

M | 3k | @marbleflan (they are on tumblr, but I can't tag them)

“You are thinking of him, maybe.”

Louis looks up. It’s like Lestat is speaking in another language and Louis is reading the subtitles on a delay, or something. He can make out the words but not the meaning, for a moment.

“What?” Then it clicks.

“Armand. You are touching me. In bed,” Lestat says, casual. Maybe too casual. “But you are thinking of him.”

Louis doesn’t say anything. There’s not really anything he can say. It’s true, in a way. Not that he’s literally thinking about Armand. Not consciously. But he’s assuming Armand: Armand’s desires, Armand’s preferences, Armand’s reactions. He’s holding Lestat, he’s thinking of Lestat, he’s hard for Lestat. But he’s treating him like Armand.

Wow I sure am reccing a lot of fic about Louis and BDSM, huh? Wonder what thats about. Anyway, I think this and the fics by shavir_light work as lovely little complements to each other. More thinking about how domming wasn’t just a thing for Armand, but was something that Louis participated in, enjoys and carries with him. I also enjoy thinking about how Louis and Lestat might fall back together once Louis is back in New Orleans, but they might not settle together quite as easily. Eighty years is a long time to be apart and of course people are going to pick up quirks and require adjustments. 

the body, not in stasis

Daniel/Louis

E | 1k | shavir_light

“The need to cares for your body is, in part, what tethers you to it. It’s a reminder, Daniel—that you are flesh and blood. That you are a human being,” Louis insists, in his usual verbose fashion, and Daniel can’t help but laugh as he turns to leave.

“Well, you’re welcome to come watch, if it’s so magical to you,” he says.

I think this is such a short, sweet meditation on bodies. It does the exact kind of thing I love fanfic to do, take a single point an original work makes — vampires’ bodily functions fundamentally change when they’re turned — and just has a think and does a little smut about it. I love it.

Want and Swallow and Keep

Louis/Lestat

E | 10k | shavir_light

Love, sex, possession. To Lestat, they’re all the same thing.

So this could be perfect; Louis could decide what they do, control Lestat’s actions. He could make Lestat work for it, earn Louis’ trust again by way of obedience. Louis could restrain him from doing something—something bad.

So interesting to be in such disagreement about what a fic is and how we’re supposed to take it. I think this fic is a great example of the ways Lestat and Louis treat each other poorly, and get off on it! shavir_light makes it clear that they see one party clearly in the wrong and one not. I just think it's so fun that we’re able to have such different perspectives on the same work. 

Harry Potter

New Gods

Harry/Sirius 

E | 4k | @thecouchsofa

It rocks Sirius to his core every time he thinks about it, because they aren’t the same – Harry and James.

Sure, Harry pushes his glasses up with the knuckle of his pointer finger. James used to do the same thing when he had dirt or sugar or random potion essence on his hands. Other people do that too. Sirius has never seen it, but they do.

I like a fic where people are having relationships that are complicated, or they “shouldn’t” be having them for whatever reason. I like the ambiguity of this fic and how Sirius is trying to insist, to us and to himself, that the ambiguity doesn’t matter when it certainly does.

Wield Me

Harry/Draco, Pre-Harry/Draco/Teddy

E | 10k | @tackytigerfic

Draco Malfoy, blacksmith, is renowned through the magical world for his skill and exquisite creations. He could quite easily spend the rest of his days making pretty trinkets for the fae court, and being handsomely rewarded for the privilege. But why take the easy route when instead he could get involved in a dangerous mission with Unspeakable Harry Potter (who also happens to be Draco's... well, he's something, isn't he?)

A little story about learning to strike while the iron is hot.

Home Truths

E | 67k | @fantalfart, @skeptiquewrites

In the off-season Harry decided to fix up Grimmauld Place and found that Draco Malfoy was the only person who could help him. A demanding career and unrelenting press scrutiny were enough to deal with before Harry added a house with a mind of its own, family history, and a tense, flirty, complicated relationship with his childhood nemesis to the mix.

On professional Quidditch, magical houses, hard choices, Life Debts, and inconvenient truths.

Honestly, this fic, to me, is more of a lovely character study than a romance. There’s a good bit of fic that Draco barely appears in but we get to learn more about Harry’s job (y’all know i’m a sucker for any fic where Harry’s not an auror) and the whole world feels very lived in. 

Wonderful Anything

E | 24k |  harDEEhar / @dryrsheet

They were birds of a feather, he and Draco: the pathetic bastards in love and apart.

I can hardly believe this fic is only 24k. I read the next fic immediately after this one because they both manage to offer worlds that feel so full, just from what we learn while watching people fall in love. I also love an unconventional relationship timeline, stories where people build their own lives and families they way they want and second/third/fourth tries until something finally clicks. There are just so many lovely details in this story, it really was one of the standouts of the month. 

Grounds for Divorce

E | 122k | @tepre

Malfoy finds a coin. Harry finds a letter.

A story about histories, a story about families. A story about a lemon tree somewhere in Upper Egypt.

Oh God, I stayed up way too late reading this fic. Sometimes, I’ll just random think about this fic. I’ve reread it so many times. The writing is just gorgeous. The emotional character work is…is shocking in how wonderful and layered it is. It feels both so real and heightened at the same time. The whole story is cooking on high but once Harry and Draco get to the conference in Egypt? Baby, it's on flambé. I don’t know if this story is considered a classic in the Harry Potter fandom but it's quadruple platinum in my household. 

[pynkhues]

Just had to tell you again( you will see the comments) how much I LOVE your writing. It's like you wrote that story for me cause it was absolutely just everything perfect I would want to read..the characterization..the tone..the story..just everything I could have asked for from a Loustat story. My only wish is that it would go on and on.

You are amazingly talented and I thank you for sharing it with us.🥰

Oh my gosh, thank you! You’re leaving me very verklempt, haha, I’m really grateful you’d take the time to both comment and send me this, it really does mean a lot. And yeah! There’ll definitely be more. I’ve almost finished a (long) fic which takes place between To Your Beacon in the Gloom and Love Me at the Ungodly Hour, so hopefully you won’t have long to wait long for another instalment in that series.

You can have the (new) opening scene, if you like ☺️

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And so Louis wakes to the weight of his lover’s head on his chest and his hand warm and low on his belly, fingers ever so slightly curled like he’d fallen asleep stroking the trail of hair there, traipsing the road to the heavy, holy thing between Louis’ legs. There’s no breath against his skin, because his lover does not breathe, yet his heart beats in a steady, heady waltz with his own, matching each other’s step across the dancefloor where their chests touch. Unexpected maybe, Louis thinks, the cloak of sleep not entirely shed, feeling where his own hands pull Lestat ever closer, encircled around him in some sleep-sought embrace, only because hadn’t they fought again last night? About nothing, about everything, bickering turned terse words, turned cold shoulders and hot mouths and bruising fingers in the privacy of the Tokyo hotel room they hadn’t left in the better part of a week. A bitterly tender or tenderly bitter hibernation not prompted by lovelorn affection but by another fight, another humiliation, at a showing at a gallery in Shibuya that Louis had been stupid enough to let Lestat accompany him to.

The thought catches. A loose thread on the ever unraveling, ever knitting tapestry of whatever it is they are to each other, and Louis inhales deeply. The smell of blood and Lestat and the aftershocks of their fucking holding somewhere still in the air above them, and he slides a hand up Lestat’s side, squeezes gently at the dip of his svelte waist, wondering if it’ll wake him, knowing that it won’t. Lestat sleeps longer, deeper than he ever did in Rue Royale, and it had surprised him in the nights, weeks, months, after they’d reunited, surprised him only more in the year since, and he won’t let the guilt of it eat him, but he knows he’s still healing. From that last, fateful night in New Orleans all those years ago, from what Armand and the Coven did to him in Paris, from seventy-seven years surviving off roof rats and house mice in a hovel he still insisted was more home to him than half the places he’d lived in his three centuries on this earth.

A part of Louis hates that it’s so useful now. Makes it something close to easy to gently tilt Lestat back in their hotel bed, slipping his own body out from beneath his miles of snowy, sinewy flesh. The sheets – damp still with sweat and come – stick cold to his back as he replaces himself with a pillow, pulling Lestat softly up onto it, sliding a hand down his smooth back to ease his front onto it, and Lestat doesn’t stir. Doesn’t shift or reach or roll over in the way a mortal might even in sleep, and for a moment, Louis just - - looks at him.

Something hallowed in the dark, hair gold as any halo spread now on the white hotel sheets, lips parted and still pink, still plush, although no longer swollen from where Louis had worked them over and over with his own the night before. His bruises have healed too, leaving his pale skin pristine as porcelain beneath the dim hotel room lights, the only evidence of their lovemak- - - fucking - - in the tacky, flaking remnants of Louis’ come having leaked out of his ass and dried at the top of his thighs as they slept, and Louis’ chest is too tight. His head throbbing, his heart - -

Outside, Tokyo’s early evening traffic thrums with urgency beneath heavy rain, and he knows if he trained his ear, he’d hear the city alive regardless with chatter and music, if he trained his nose, he’d smell the thickening, humid weather, the bay, the heady smells of gyoza and Takoyaki and tempura, cooking in spitting oil, but he doesn’t. No, what he does is keep looking at Lestat and thinking – not for the first time – that this has been a mistake. Thinks he has stayed too long here in Japan, even if it’s been just shy of two weeks. That these have been ten nights of distraction, of a heady self-indulgence spurred by Lestat’s first single – some lyrical piano ballad that explodes after the first verse into something rock operatic – running roughshod up the US charts, of gleeful abandon under neon lights and each other, and Lestat is brighter eyed than he’s been since they found each other again this century, but just as raw, just as loud, just as needy, just as desperate, and just always a lot and Louis wants - - he wants Lestat, ever and always, he wants time to himself, he wants space, he wants it all and he wants nothing, he wants too much.

And he knows that. Has known it since yesterday, since last week, since the gallery in Shibuya, since standing on the Tokyo tarmac ten nights ago and seeing Lestat across it, a lick of color against a dark, smog-filled sky, the glow of a lighthouse to Louis’ ever lost ship at sea, but Lestat was Lestat, and he wasn’t a lick of color, he was every color at once, and his lighthouse only ever took him to the rocks, and they’d fought and they’d fucked, and Louis had burned with the godforsaken angst of it all, and so he does what he’d decided he’d do as Lestat had cried too sweetly on his cock last night.

He packs his bags.

Quickly, quietly, efficiently.

Texts his assistant to organize the private jet back to Dubai, and he’s halfway out the door when he glances back at the bed one last time. Let’s himself look at Lestat one last time, suddenly impossibly young, the soft fan of his blond lashes against his cheek angelic in a way that he’s not, his body broad shouldered and narrow waisted, ass perfectly curved and full of the dried remnants of Louis’ spend – better, maybe, than any note that he could leave him, an honest parting gift for both of them – and it would be so easy, to fall back into him. To lose himself once again in the well with no bottom, but this, Louis has learned, reaching for the handle to close the door behind him, can be easy too.

[wormtitty]

Kinktober Day 5: threesome (lestat/daniel/louis)

on AO3 here.

Lestat’s lounging sideways in an elaborate chair, brought in from Egypt, of all places. His over the top jacket is draped over the back of it, abandoned there from when he’d gotten pissed with the feathers flying off of it every time he waved his arms. They finished the shoot for the night nearly an hour ago. 

Louis is in the next room chatting with one of the producers, so Lestat’s in no rush to get out of the studio. He catches Daniel following the sound of Louis’ voice. 

“Such attachment to the one who nearly took your life, why is that?” Lestat sits up in his chair, all attention on him now. 

“You know our story; yeah, he’s not my vampire maker, but he’s the vamp that stepped up.” 

Lestat rolls his eyes. “Yes, but why return to him after that first encounter?”

“I’m a journalist. You know that. And a damned good one - I’ll follow the story until the end, even if it kills me. And guess what? It did.” Daniel collects the pens scattered on the little table on his side of the room. 

“You were… only twenty years old when you met. That’s a long time to let an unfinished story fester.”

“Quit reading my mind. We’ve discussed this - I’ll tell you whatever you wanna know.” Lestat scoffs. “But yeah, yeah, I’m an old man now. He didn’t really want me back then, not in the way I always thought. So this isn’t when I wanted to be turned, but here we are. Sorry, but you’re stuck with me as I am now.” 

“Oh, Daniel, you must know by now that my interest does not discriminate by age.” 

Daniel stops packing his bag abruptly, notebook frozen in his grasp. Lestat cackles. He can feel the phantom touch of another mind brushing his own again. 

“Oh! And Louis has propositioned you recently, I see.” He squints, frowning a little in confusion. “But you did not…”

Of course Louis chooses that moment to walk through the door, quietly announcing that the rest of the film crew had gone home for the day. He pauses halfway across the room, taking in the scene before him: Daniel, hunched over and unmoving, staring at Lestat, gleaming with mirth. 

“What’d I miss?”

Lestat slowly raises himself from his chair, languid limbs carrying him effortlessly over to Daniel. “Daniel here was just telling me all about your previous encounters.” He reaches out with both hands, straightening him and gripping his chin to turn Daniel’s face to Louis. “How desperately he wanted you, Louis!” He laughs at Louis’ raised eyebrows.

This snaps Daniel out of it, shaking free of Lestat’s grasp.

“Enough of that, thanks so much,” he bites, “It wasn’t a real offer, of course.” Daniel looks to Louis, searching his face for confirmation.

Louis considers this. Then, “I wouldn’t say it wasn’t a real offer, Daniel. An intentionally inconvenient one, yes. And there’s the fact that there’d be no hiding it from Armand.” 

“Ah, the gremlin. Yes, he would have thrown quite the tantrum had he found the two of you together. I,” Lestat looks to Louis meaningfully, “would never.”

Daniel barks out a laugh, startling them both. “You kinda did, though, Lestat. You absolutely have retaliated against paramours; don’t forget I interviewed Louis first.” 

Lestat sniffs, says “I am different now, a changed man. And I like you, Daniel.”

While Daniel sputters, Louis wraps an arm around his shoulders, leaning in close, “You hear that? He likes you.” 

He shoves Louis off and rolls his eyes. “Alright, alright. We finished here, or what? Because we’re about three hours from sun-up and I still need a meal before dawn breaks and puts me to sleep.”

“Tch. Such a voracious young thing.” Lestat scoffs, circling him. Daniel is reminded of a lioness about to pounce. “We have plenty of locally sourced blood in the commissary, fledgling. Or,” he pulls Louis to his side, locking eyes with him, “there are two vampires willing to share with you.”

Daniel turns to Louis. “Yeah?” The look in his eyes is all the confirmation he needs.

So that’s how he ends up with Louis’ wrist in his mouth, skin soft and warm between his teeth, blood flowing like syrup down his throat. Lestat’s at his back, petting soothingly through his hair and murmuring in his ear, “Yes, this is how it is between vampires, Daniel. What does he taste like to you?” 

Daniel forces his jaw to go slack, lets Louis take his arm back. He doesn’t go far, stays within an arm’s reach of the two of them. “I can…” It’s a rare occurrence for him to be rendered at a loss for words. It’s not like this is the first time Daniel’s consumed vampire blood, but he was kind of delirious with blood loss the last time it happened. He takes his time pulling his thoughts together. “I can feel him. Is it always like that?” 

He turns to Lestat now, eyes wide and face flushed with blood. His lukewarm hand feels like an icy balm where it cups his cheek. 

“There is a strong connection between you two. Nothing like the maker and fledgling bond, I’m sorry,” Lestat guides him to his own neck now, fingers curling in Daniel’s hair as he sinks his fangs into him. Blood surges from his jugular, vigorous and potent in his mouth. 

Without a doubt, there’s a deep power in Lestat’s blood. Daniel feels giddy and lightheaded as he swallows it down. He only takes a few mouthfuls before Louis tugs him back with a gentle hand on his shoulder. 

“That’s enough, Danny. Don’t gorge yourself,” he says, soft. 

“Well?” Lestat asks. There’s the slightest catch in his breath.

“He tastes like you.” Louis sucks in a sharp gasp behind him, crowding in closer, the long line of his body a firm pressure at Daniel’s back. 

Lestat hums in affirmation. “My blood is his blood,” he dips his head to the crook of Daniel’s neck, inhaling deeply. “And now it runs through you.” 

Daniel’s more than a little overwhelmed, if he’s being honest. Two hot and incredibly powerful vampires bracket his body like parentheses, their blood bubbling through his veins, filling him from the depth of his insides. He might vibrate out of his skin. 

“I’d offer a taste, but that kind of defeats the purpose of feeding me in the first place.” He manages to pull together a coherent sentence. Louis chuckles, close and breathy in his ear. It sends a shudder down his spine. 

He’s using all his energy to maintain control of his body, eyes closed against the onslaught of sensations rushing through him. He misses the shuffle before him, gets shocked out of it when a forehead rests against his own. Daniel opens his eyes to Lestat’s half-lidded gaze, the blue of his irises almost entirely swallowed by the black holes of his pupils. His lips are parted, wet and a little swollen from where he must have bitten them. 

Huh. He doesn’t get a chance to think much else before Lestat drives forward, kissing him open-mouthed and messy. All conscious thought leaves Daniel then, meeting his ferocity in equal measure. He shoves his tongue in his mouth, feeling out the shapes of his teeth, his fangs. Lestat sucks on his lip, and it hits him then; he’s chasing the taste of himself, of Louis, in Daniel’s mouth. 

“More than one way to get a taste,” Louis is saying, and it’s not coming from behind him like he’d expected. Daniel follows the sound of his voice down to where he’s - Jesus Christ - Louis is  kneeling on the fucking floor. 

Fuck. Arousal cuts through him like a hot knife. Now that he thinks about it, his jeans are starting to get pretty uncomfortable. All that blood he just drank is probably all in his dick, now. 

Louis deft fingers unfasten his pants, pulling him free. Neither Daniel nor Lestat can take their eyes off of him. He spits right on the head and spreads his saliva with both hands, getting it nice and slick. It’s the dirtiest handjob he’s gotten in years. It’s fucking perfect. 

Lestat’s right there, so close that he can feel it when he darts his tongue out to lick his lips. Daniel surges forward into his mouth again in a bruising kiss. He can’t keep his fangs to himself, he’s beyond the effort it’d take to keep them in his gums, but Lestat doesn’t seem to mind, licking into his mouth noisily. 

“Hnhh,” he keens, weak in the knees as Louis licks a long, fat stripe up the underside of his dick. 

“Such a treat, Daniel. Louis is terribly good with his mouth.” Lestat purrs into his ear, stroking the sides of his neck. Daniel makes another unintelligible sound. “You’ve rendered him speechless, mon cher.” Louis grips Lestat’s thigh in recognition of the praise, too preoccupied with the dick in his mouth to do much else. 

Lestat noses down his neck, moving Daniel’s head whichever way he prefers, molding him into position like he’s putty in his hands. And right now? Daniel would do whatever he wanted just to stay caught between them like this forever.  

Blunt teeth scrape at his skin, teasing little bites that do nothing more than make him burn with desire. “Les - hah - Lestat,” he pants, overcome. “Bite me, god, someone bite me, please.” 

“Oh, but Daniel, you’ve just fed. We wouldn’t want that to go to waste.” Lestat nips at his ear, still without fangs. He laughs breathily when Daniel whines. He’d be embarrassed if he had even half a mind to think objectively about this whole experience. As it is, his brain is purely focused on the pound of blood throbbing through his entire being. He feels like he’s one pulsing mess of blood and desire. 

He claims Lestat’s mouth again, needing something to do with his lips other than beg to be bitten. His head is spinning with how damn good it is. He’d said Louis was great with his mouth; but nothing about how talented he is with his own tongue. He’s hit with a wave of understanding. This is why Louis kept coming back. 

Daniel grips him tight to his body, sliding one hand under his shirt, the other wiggling down the back of his leather pants. He’s licking incessantly into him, getting spit everywhere, their lips sliding together hot and slick. His composure finally broken, Lestat whines into his mouth, rutting into his hip. 

Even through the layers of clothing, he can feel the hard length of him. Damn. Daniel spurs him on with the hand on his ass, encouraging him to rock forward in a dirty grind. Lestat pulls away from his mouth with a frustrated sound, a string of saliva connecting their lips. They all watch it snap. 

Louis hums, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure zinging up his spine. He slides off Daniel’s dick, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. It comes away wet, tinged with pink. “Feeling a little left out, Les?” 

He keeps one hand on Daniel as the three of them work to get Lestat’s pants low enough to free his cock. Daniel barely gets a glimpse of the blood-fat length of him before Louis wraps his other hand around it, still wet with the slick from Daniel’s own dick. 

“Ffffuck, you’re so -” is all he can say, collapsing into Lestat as Louis jerks them in tandem.   

Daniel’s orgasm builds in him fast and hot, fucking into Louis’ fist arrhythmically. Shattered-sounding moans escape him until the wave crests and he comes with a long, drawn out groan. He pants into Lestat’s mouth as it reverberates through him, hips working mindlessly. He looks down. Louis’ got Lestat’s cock in his mouth, eyes closed and Daniel’s blood-red spunk sliding down his cheek. Fuck.When Lestat comes, he bites down on Daniel’s lip. Hard.

[effyrosemary]

oh my god unethical priest marius you're a genius!!!!! do you think armand resists the idea that letting his priest fuck him is totally okay in the eyes of god or is he relieved to finally let go and give into his baser desires.... or both! do you think it makes him less guilty or more? god and imagine if marius were to weaponize armand's guilt in order to keep him even more trapped, like yes you are so bad for this and i'm the only one who can absolve you. i'm so invested LOL if you have any hcs of how it would play out i'm aaalll ears

Omg! thank you! To answer your question:

I think it’s both kinda. I think for Armand it would be so liberating to finally give in to these desires, and I think the shame is also kind of what gets him off (it’s the classic “oh no this is so wrong, but it feels so good!”). But I also think that there’s still a small part of him that genuinely feels it’s wrong to do these sexual things. Armand desperately wants to believe in something, I think, and to have that stability so he can have a space for himself to rebuild and to trust again. (don’t get me started, I have this whole fic idea of Daniel trying to provide Armand with a cozy little home and emotional support and stability so Armand has a space to heal, but that’s another story for another day) But I also feel like Armand is very nihilistic in some ways, so maybe he feels guilty but he also goes against the guilt on purpose, to feel that hurt and to feel that shame, I don’t know if you’re following me hahah

And omg, Marius weaponizing the genuine guilt is so wrong and so deliciously GOOD. (idc! it’s fiction! they’re not real people! let us have our dirty thoughts OK!)

When I first saw “unethical therapist Marius” on @monstersinthecosmos I was so immediately hooked. (I then sent this anon bc I needed to talk about it lmao, I was still not familiar with tumblr again after being away for a long time and I thought maybe people will think I’m weird but now I say fuck it bc Anne Rice never shunned away from people thinking her stories/characters were strange/too much.)

Marius is always so seemingly in control, and I love when he’s fooling himself that he’s doing the right thing when he KNOWS he’s not. That’s also why I like Pandora and him together, she kinda sees through his mask. Spoiler: I still remember that one part in Blood Communion after Marius kills Arjun where they’re all sitting around the table and Marius is furiously talking to Pandora and Lestat says: “I had never seen him so angry”, in other words; Lestat has never really seen Marius’ mask break like that, except now that he is upset with/about Pandora. Or when he’s helped out of the ice by Pandora and Santino in QOTD where he childishly snaps at her and says “I can walk unaided, thank you!” when Pandora reaches out to touch him, and she just gives him a shove and is like ‘“Fine girl, walk then lmao”

He wants to be this voice of reason, this stability etc, and he is, but he’s also human. So I love it when those kind of characters secretly give in to their bad side and try to justify it! I also love it when usually reserved people finally snap and can’t control themselves anymore when they finally get what they want, it’s my favorite thing. (There is this beautiful fic by @0junemeatcleaver0 where Marius kinda loses his composure at some points and he gives in to what he really wants and it’s so good. Highly recommend that fic in general.)

I LOVE headcanons, please tell me if you have some! These are some of mine regarding priest!marius:

- Marius has to actively restrain his thoughts from going wild when he sees Armand on his knees, or when the boy is reaching up to clean a shelf and his shirt rises and Marius can see the silky skin of his lower back. He’s practically drooling :)

- Armand secretly kind of knows the relationship between them is wrong, but he tries to test Marius by experimenting. (Sitting next to Marius and accidentally letting their knees touch etc that sort of thing, playing it dirty but also safe you know)

- Armand gets turned on when Marius is preaching in front of the crowd (idk how that shit works I’m not even religious, I never grew up religious lmao! how bad I am!) because Armand loves to see Marius in a position of power, and he loves how the people of the church look up to him.

- Armand has definitely thought about sucking Marius off under his robes when he’s speaking in front of a church full of people.

- At night, when Marius can’t think of nothing but Armand’s shapely legs and his lovely mouth, he turns to his Bible with the stubborn will of A Good Man and tries to ignore the insistent throbbing between his legs. And he can manage it, at least for a while.

- But then one night, he walks in on Armand praying on his knees and he walks up to tell the boy to go on home because it’s late and he should get some sleep, and the boy looks up from where he’s kneeling and says in a small voice, cheeks blushing; “I can’t, father. I’ll have sinful thoughts when I’m trying to sleep, I need to pray first.”

- And Marius offers he can help Armand with these thoughts, if Armand is willing to learn how to be a proper man of God.

- Nothing gets Marius more worked up than the idea of Armand calling him ‘ Father’ when they’re getting dirty together, it drives him feral

Alors… as Armand once told David Talbot; “Look, I’m deranged x”

* English is not my first language so apologies if there are some typos. Edit: I can’t believe I forgot the word “not” in the previous sentence for DAYS I have No Brains

[i-want-my-iwtv]

Lestat, why didn't you simply lie about your time before you met Louis? Marius told you not to expose the secrets but he didn't stop you from telling "stories". And you have told plenty.

Hello! Sorry for the delay on this. I used to really love taking asks for Lestat (and I still do!) and I tried, but I can't summon him to answer this topic with a palatable attitude, so you're stuck with me 😅

(FYI this response is for my VC opinions outside of the AMC show, I'm referring to the canon characters or '94 movie)

[^X my edit, not a screencap!]

@codenamecesare's fic the Secret History is one of my absolute faves, in which Lestat told several different stories about where he came from, so Louis in disgust wrote it all off as lies and didn't bother repeating any of it in IWTV! So I highly recommend you check that fic out 💖

Ultimately, I think Lestat loved them too much to lie to them, even for fun, as a "story." In TVL, Lestat says to Armand, "I never lie, at least not to those I don't love." He says it after telling Armand that Les Innocents is going to be destroyed, which I assume was the truth as he knew it. So Lestat claims he doesn't lie to ppl he doesn't love. And I think we can assume he didn't love Armand at that time!

Anyway... I think Lestat knows that telling even a small lie leads to chains of lies, and it would be hard to keep track of the "facts" of these stories... and Lestat might've felt like even in lying, he might accidentally let something slip he didn't want them to know. Even informing them that a vampire's hands can be cut off and reattached later is technically a "truth" that could endanger them by reference to Nicki, even if it didn't name the specific vampire. Another vampire sneaking around could pick it from their minds and use it against them somehow. Or maybe Claudia might try to try it for fun? The possibilities for harm are endless!

(Hit the jump for more, cut for length.)

Plus, the stories could have motivated Louis and Claudia to leave Lestat just as much as the truth might have. Nicki knew most of the truth, Gabrielle knew all of it, and both of them left Lestat 😭

Keeping in mind that even tho Lestat was being a controlling POS*…. he was also right that Louis and Claudia would be obvious targets to any other vampires. (Of course part of what made them such juicy targets was their ignorance, Lestat, but never mind.) So, given that it was a real danger (especially to Claudia) he really might've been unwilling to risk that they'd glean anything from whatever he said, even lies, and just kept completely mum.

*I think part of why Lestat was so controlling towards Louis and Claudia is somewhat in the direction of how we control children for their protection, you'll grab an arm at bruising pressure if it stops them from waving open scissors in another person's face... it can be hard to calibrate the amount of control force to avoid the potential danger, and especially for Lestat, who had suffered so much loss before Louis and Claudia, couldn't bear to lose them, too, so he may have erred on the side of overdoing it 😭

[prouvaireafterdark]

Original Sin

This is my (nsfw) Loustat fill for the Kinktober Day 2 Prompt: Masturbation

@vampirefest

Also on AO3!

When Lestat comes to join him on the couch, Louis knows he’s up to no good.

“What are you reading, mon cher?” he asks, leaning heavily against his side, an arm thrown over the back of the couch.

“Nothing you’d care for,” Louis answers, turning a page as he steadfastly ignores the way Lestat’s fingertips tickle the skin above his collar. 

Lestat leans closer to take a peek and scoffs as he reads the title.

“The Book of Genesis, I see,” he drawls disappointedly. “Has Eve been unjustly blamed for all Man’s troubles yet or are she and Adam still blissfully ignorant?”

“They’ve long since left Eden,” Louis answers him.

“Hmm,” Lestat hums. “Perhaps I could tempt you to join me upstairs then, now that the best part is over.” 

Louis pulls a face at that. Lestat’s terrible line about temptation aside, there’s much more to Genesis than just the story of Adam and Eve.

Just as he’s about to say so, he feels Lestat’s hand on his thigh.

“Come now, Louis,” he coaxes him, his hand slowly creeping upward. “Let me show you how much I’ve missed you.”

“Not now, Les,” Louis tells him, his own hand covering Lestat’s wrist to stop him.

Lestat huffs, but withdraws his hand. 

“‘Not now,’ he says, for the seventh night in a row,” Lestat complains. “If not now, when, Louis?”

“I’m just—“ he begins, but Lestat interrupts him.

“Not in the mood, I know,” he finishes a little bitterly as he stands from his seat. “Well, if you change your mind, I’ll be amusing myself in our bedroom.”

Lestat turns on the spot and marches up the stairs, not bothering to hide his frustration. 

Louis sighs once he’s no longer in view. A part of him feels guilty about disappointing Lestat, about not being able to satisfy him the way he used to, but he just… he can’t kill anymore. He won’t. And if that means his libido suffers, so be it. It’s the least that he deserves.

He returns to his book, determined to put their encounter out of his mind, but he finds he cannot do that either.

Through the floorboards, he can hear the rustle of fabric upstairs as Lestat undresses and climbs into bed. He can hear the glass jar of oil they keep by the bed clink against the rings on Lestat’s fingers as he spills the thick liquid onto his fingers. He can hear the sigh Lestat makes as he takes himself in hand, the slick sound of the oil on his skin as he starts to touch himself.

“Louis,” Lestat whines a moment later, and though it cannot have been all that much louder than a whisper, Louis hears it as if Lestat’s mouth is pressed directly to his ear. “Oui, chéri, just like that.”

Louis feels hot under the collar suddenly. He tries not to, but he hangs on every sound that passes Lestat’s lips, every sigh and exaggerated moan of pleasure as he works himself over. He does it slowly at first, drawing it out, teasing himself, before gradually he begins to go faster and faster until he’s calling Louis’ name and begging for more. 

Nearly ten minutes go by before Louis realizes he hasn’t read a single word. 

He slams the book shut and sets it on the couch. He takes the stairs two at a time, reaching the landing in the blink of an eye. When he steps over the threshold of their bedroom, he sees Lestat naked and spread out on their blue silk sheets, his pale skin almost luminous in the lamplight. The thick, swollen head of his cock glistens where it peeks above his fist, wet with oil and precome, and it’s only by the iron force of Louis’ will that he manages to fight the sudden urge to lick his lips and crawl to Lestat on his knees. 

“Can I help you, chéri?” Lestat asks him, sounding out of breath. He doesn’t cease the movements of his hand over his own cock for even a moment, twisting his wrist on every stroke. “I am a little busy at the moment.”

Louis crosses his arms over his chest as he glares at him, but it does nothing to wipe the smug grin off Lestat’s face. 

“Don’t you have any shame?” Louis asks him.

Lestat laughs at that, a jarringly loud cackle he directs to the ceiling. 

“For what?” he turns to ask him, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “Enjoying my body? Imagining my husband’s hands on me? Yes, Louis, call me a priest so I can confess my wretched sins before he dies.”

Louis looks away from him, drawing his arms tighter across his chest. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Lestat rise to face him on his knees so fluidly it’s as if he’s been pulled by a puppet’s strings. When he looks back, he sees the full expanse of Lestat’s muscled chest, covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and his fangs peeking out behind his smile. 

Though he has no need of air, Louis’ breathing comes a little quicker.

“Or should I confess my sins to you, Saint Louis?” Lestat asks him, his pupils swollen once more with lust. “Shall I tell you how I want you? How I love you? The terrible things I’d do to keep you?”

“Lestat,” Louis says, his voice rough. 

He feels as if he’s been hypnotized with want, his dormant need awakening for the first time in over a week. If he didn’t know better, he’d think Lestat had worked a spell over him with his blaspheming lips, but Louis knows… he knows deep down that this is his own sin. His own weakness. Sooner or later, he always gives in.

Louis licks his lips and Lestat knows he’s won.

“Oh, Louis,” he purrs, a triumphant smile on his beautiful face. “Viens à moi.”

[lou-iz-stat]

5 more weeks and I am starting to loose my mind a little bit haha. I am in my rewatch of episode 3 and I do have to say that I adore this episode. Once again there will be book spoilers and spoilers for the rest of season 1 as well as maybe some theorizing so be warned.

I’m excited! Let’s go!

IWTV S1 E3: Is My Very Nature That of the Devil

This episode starts with Louis and Lestat sitting at their bench in the park. ❤️

And it kind of acts as Louis trying to convince Lestat to only kill bad people. But in the book that is how Lestat actually kills so I wonder if this will come back when he finally tells his side of the story.

This episode definitely brings the comedy with Lestat quips and him just tackling that guy. 😂

Not the cat Louis!

I’ll tell you what Lestat can be such an asshole but just like the scene where he calls out the piano player at first he’s sour then he’s sweet. Yep Lestat is a sour patch kid.

I love how Daniel uses the recording from 1973 as that’s a callback to the first interview where Louis is just ragging on Lestat just like he did in the book.

The “Oddity of recollection” scene is great. I’m sure that is to come back in full force next season. I’m just excited thinking about what we are about to uncover.

When Louis realizes that Lestat didn’t kill Antoinette he looks so disappointed. Ugh I feel so bad for Louis here. 😩

And Lestat uncontrollably laughing when it’s the worst possible moment to do so is sooooooo Lestat it’s killing me…

But I just EAT UP the instant regret in Lestat’s eyes when Louis wants to fuck other people even he was the one who suggested it! He is just his own worst enemy all of the time.

When I first watch this episode I was so scared that Lestat was going to kill Jonah.

BUT WAS IT RAINING LOUIS!?

The look Louis gives Armand! “Your lingering Rashid” what sick game are they playing!!!!??? I’m going insane.

Lestat is doing the most this episode! But on second thought he always does the most lol.

“ I HEARD YOUR HEARTS DANCING!!!!!!!” It’s such an iconic scene!!!! “You watched the whole thing like some CREEPER!” The writing is everything

We have the iconic gif of Louis putting the “Colored Only, No Whites Allowed” that gif has gotten more people to watch the show than any promo amc has done.

I LOVE the scene where Louis kills that racist ass Alderman! Jake the dog gets his guts ripped out!” Some great quotes include. “Why’s your heart beating so fast?” And “ You said I’m arrogant!? Maybe I am arrogant! I’m a vampire” so goood!

It hurts just so much more after reading The Vampire Lestat when Louis tells him “It’s why you’re always gonna be alone.” 😭 Louis doesn’t know Lestat’s past yet but damn!

And finally yay it’s time for my girl Claudia!

I made it through another episode for my rewatch! If you are still reading this thank you for your support.

I’ll hopefully be back next week.

Until then 5 weeks! It’s going by fast!

[desertfangs]

Love your love for post-canon Armand/Daniel, I’m the same 🫣 In part because I love reading different interpretations of what their relationship is like in the present, what has changed and what has remained the same over the years. It seems like people agree on most things but I love how certain things simply come down to personal interpretation. And look, I know that Anne should’ve included WAY more armandaniel content in the last trilogy but I appreciate the fact that she had a plan in mind for them, or at least a theme: them wanting to spend as much time alone together as possible post-reunion, which is a thing every time their names are mentioned together (them sneaking out in the rain, them wanting to go back to Trinity Gate). They’re in their “run away with me/anytime you want” era and I really love that for them 🫀

I’m so into post-canon Armand and Daniel and I'm so glad you are too! Anne didn’t need to tell me they’d get back together for me to believe they would—I firmly believe they always will, they’re soulmates and two sides of the same weird coin, plus Daniel is Armand’s only fledgling. They have a bond in love and bond in blood. And they’ve always been so absolutely feral for each other. I just can’t imagine them staying apart for long without extenuating circumstances. I believe they’re that couple who will have their periods of being apart (either because they’re doing different things or because they had a fight, lol) but they’ll always come back together. They’re magnetic and they love each other so much.

But I am glad Anne did give us little mentions that they were in fact doing things together and, correct me if I’m wrong, as far as we know Daniel and Armand are living together when the series ends. Which is good enough for me. Of course I would have loved Daniel to get more screen time. I mean aliens are involved! Let the guy talk about that! I want his perspective on that stuff! Or just to be included in the ending because he is such a vital character. He’s the reason the series exists! He’s the one who started it all. I mean, come on! ISTG Anne.

💖💖 THEIR RUN AWAY WITH ME ERA 💖💖 Listen anon, I love that so much I want it on a throw pillow or a t-shirt! 😭😭😭 I’m going to refer to it as that from now on, it’s perfect, no notes. 

I love that you’ve pointed out how they seem to want to be alone together when they are mentioned in the last trilogy. I hadn’t really thought of it that way and now that’s my happy thought. Because it does seem in line with my prevailing in-universe theory for why we don’t get more of them together and that’s because they want their privacy. 

We know Daniel never wanted fame. He published Interview with the Vampire under a pseudonym. I can imagine he was vaguely uncomfortable with his story being out in the world once he realized people he knew might find it. (Which is a funny thought given how eagerly he devoured Armand’s story in TVL but like.. I don’t blame him there.) 

But also Armand and Daniel have been through a lot. Armand tried to end his life and has had to spend time recovering and then got saddled with two kids because Marius thought it would tether him to the world. Daniel thought Armand had died and he’d lost him and went mad for a while. Like they’ve been through some shit. I can absolutely see them deciding that they want some space and for their story to be kept off the published pages of Lestat’s books as much as possible and Lestat acquiescing because he clearly does love Armand. 

If they want some peace and their time together left out of the books, if they want to disappear together or run off alone for long periods, or even just sneak off to Paris when they’re at Court, or hole up alone in Trinity Gate with a “No Vacancy” sign on the door, frankly that’s beautiful and they deserve it. I love that for them.

Thank you so much for the ask! 💖💖 I’ve had a horrible week and this has greatly improved my night. I hope I wasn’t too rambly, my brain is very fried. 

[murfpersonalblog]

Murf's AMA: Mayfair Witches

@adamnablelittledevil you sent me such an incredibly lovely & thorough ask that I wanted to address every single point you made. So I'm breaking your PM up into separate AMA-style posts. Thank you SO much!

"And your comments on the stories really help! I don't know if I'll agree with you, but you're able to say something I can completely comprehend without spoilers and give me an idea of how they are, so thank you!"

Any time! Yes, my particular stance on AR's Mayfair books is largely based on my own personal fascination with different IRL conceptions of the afterlife, and how IRL witchcraft/magic/divination/necromancy all fits in wrt communing with the spirits of the dead/undead. So reading The Witching Hour completely rewired my brain--I owe AR a huge debt. Her ghost stories just give me everything I need.

"The way you described Lasher sounds terrifying. 👀 I wonder if it is as bad as Lestat's turning, the story of the twins or the Roman Coven killing the palazzo boys and torturing Armand because those were the darkest moments of TVC for me (I ignore what she pulled on TTOTBT). Is it just as heavy or worse?"

Hrm. It's complicated for me. Like, IMO Armand has hands down THE worst & most sympathetic backstory out of all the TVC characters (except Claudia). Kidnapped & gaslit & brainwashed by a satanic cult, and abandoned by the one person you trusted & loved the most when you failed to meet his ridiculously high standards/expectations.... IMO Armand is the strongest character to have withstood all that for so long and still come out the other side with his soul intact, omg.

As for Lasher, it's the totality of his iron grip over the Mayfairs for 500+ years that makes me personally put his treatment of people on the same/similar level as the Children of Satan.

There's no one Mayfair I feel particularly sadder or better for; it's them as a collective whole. There's things Lasher does to some of the Mayfairs that is just...it's graphic. With Armand it's different, cuz of the heavily romanticized & disjointed way he often tells his story. The gothic horror comes from seeing the ways traumatized people reflect on the bad things that happened to them--Armand's memory is just as spotty as Louis' sometimes; and the way he talks about Marius alllll the way to Blood Communion makes the fandom divided on what we're supposed to do with them.

But with the Mayfairs, there's no sugar-coating the carnage or softening/obfuscating the blows at all--AR describes things viscerally & graphically & explicitly in a way that you CANNOT excuse Lasher for. Even at the end of Lasher, when they "Let the devil speak his story," the prophecy (AR's Word of God) has already decided that his pretty words & excuses & tragic backstory don't effing matter in the end--he WILL be killed. Cuz he is 100% a PREDATOR, NOT a problematic love interest with abusive/grooming tendencies (a la Lestat & Marius).

Like, the vast majority of the TVC/IWTV fandom laughs at incest wrt Lestat & Gabrielle, cuz Lestat romanticizes so much of his trauma that it's hard sometimes to take it seriously. But incest with the Mayfairs is no laughing matter. It's sheer horror that's supposed to make you darn near physically ill reading about how much Lasher's twisted & manipulated everything. He's a MONSTER, eff how much he cries.

Granted, I still think the Mayfairs were awful immoral people, in ways that I don't see Armand. Unlike a brainwashed cult member, the Mayfairs KNEW Lasher was evil and that everything he gave them was tainted by his evil deeds. They call him the Devil. Unlike the Twins, they didn't control spirits ethically, in order to help their community and work towards the betterment of their society--they controlled Lasher selfishly, in order to gain riches & power. They think they can outsmart him, and pay the price.

But because they're women, they're vulnerable by default, as they lived during the Middle Ages & Tudor period & all these other times when women were being systemically persecuted by the Church; and then domestically oppressed at home as their husbands had full legal control over their bodies AND their money. The Mayfair designees completely buck the system; they're entirely matriarchal, but their power STILL comes from a demonic patriarch. So I sympathize with the lengths they felt they needed to go to, to remain at the top of the social pyramid--even if they were slaves to their greedy desires, and slaves to Lasher, as he manipulated them into thinking it was the reverse. They're victims and villains, in the best & worst of ways that always makes AR's characters so dang complex & interesting.

I think what happens to them is beyond effed up, but sometimes certain witches (*cough* Margueritte, Julien, Rowan, etc) I feel kinda deserved it???? But not even, cuz there's so much incest & mental illness in their family too, which makes me go Dang! They're not right in the head, so is it even fair to even blame them for all this? And ofc a ghost is LITERALLY manipulating them. But at what point does personal responsibility & accountability come in, esp. for Rowan?

Like, even Carlotta's evil arse has a lot in common with Coven Master Armand's most extreme(ly bad) actions--someone I absolutely love. So why do I hate her? When really, she was right all along! Her extremist draconian methods SUCKED; but if she got The Witch Carlotta book the way we got TVA, would my opinion of her change? More than likely! (Unless it was more like Blood & Gold, in which case....bye Felicia. 🙄😒)

So yeah, I see the Mayfairs as very similar to the Children of Satan, but flipped--they worship the Devil to get rich; NOT cuz they think they're inherently evil & deserve to suffer (a la Armand & the other vampires).

[horrorchops]

Horror movies Discussion/Rating:

Movie: Interview with the Vampire

Year: 1994

Plot summary: Born as an 18th-century lord, Louis is now a bicentennial vampire, telling his story to an eager biographer. Suicidal after the death of his family, he meets Lestat, a vampire who persuades him to choose immortality over death and become his companion. Eventually, gentle Louis resolves to leave his violent maker, but Lestat guilts him into staying by turning a young girl -- whose addition to the "family" breeds even more conflict.

Yes, I know there is a tv show now and a book (I will talk about them at a later date!)

This is specifically about the movie.

Fun fact: first vampire movie I have ever watched. I watched it with my mom the first time I ever saw it.

Let’s talk about it:

So I really like this concept for this movie. I like how it has Past, Present & Future story lines going on. It told the story from different points of view. I also like that it’s more realistic to the true nature of vampires.

Now to rate it 1 to 10 scale:

I would rate this movie a 8 out of 10

I give it this rating because it’s one of my favorite books and media that I can remember watching/reading as a child. I really got into vampiric lore and romance. (Not twilight. I have seen it but it was not for me)

What are your thoughts on this movie?

What would you rate it?

See you on the other side friend

- Horrorchops 🖤

[apoptoses]

Okay, I need you to be horny on main with me again I'm dying out here 🥹 so I'm sure we all have our respective mental images but with regards to your smut specifically... just how big do you envision Daniel's dick to be? Length, girth, the whole nine, tell me everything 👀 ty ily 💖

okay so like I usually leave this to the reader's imagination because what makes for 'good' or 'big' is so subjective, but I have SUCH specific ideas on how all of their bodies look.

SO IF YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW

I think if Armand was playing goldilocks and the three bears over dicks, Daniel's is the one that hits the 'this one is just right' target. Not excessively big, not too small- tbh in my mind it's just beautifully average. Like solid 6", just thick enough Armand's index finger and thumb can just touch if he wraps his hand around it. Enough to show someone more than a good time but not so much they're gonna be hurting, you know? Very straight, so perfectly proportioned it's like a textbook image.

And. Also.

The man was born in 1953 in the US, when doctors whisked babies away without even asking to cut them. He would be circumcised and I don't think we think about that enough in the smut side of the fandom because the rest of these vampires? Born in the past when that wasn't a thing at all unless you were Jewish or a member of some other very specific sects of religions. Chances are Armand would never have interacted with someone who's circumcised until Daniel and idk, idk, I think he would have questions and would be very curious!

and like later, at Night Island, he probably got interrogated by Lestat about it because he's also a curious and shameless weirdo but- that's a different fic entirely

Also if we really wanna get graphic and smutty, I see him with a fairly prominent vein on the underside that drives Armand insane from being so intimately aware of his pulse at all times. Like going down on him is the ultimate test of self control because the vein is just there, it would be so easy to nick, it gets the fantasy of drinking Daniel dry going in the back of his mind every single time.

And since I'm letting it all hang out here anyways- some people have really short flat pereniums and some are more slightly rounded and defined and he falls into the latter camp.

So. In summary. There's some dicks you tackle for the challenge and the story but there's some that are keepers because they hit the spot in more ways than one and I just think that's him. And I will die on this hill if I have to haha I find his normalcy and humanity the most appealing thing about him and in my brain Armand does too 😤

[findroleplay]

Hello! I am on the hunt for an Interview With The Vampire roleplay, specifically based around the AMC show. I have read most of the Chronicles but I am currently on a reread at the moment, so I would be happy to include parts from the books if my partner has also read! I’m happy to go strictly from the show though. Either way, I want to make this world our own and not just write scene for scene, let’s get creative and find a thousand things to throw at these characters!

Pairings I am looking for are Louis/Lestat and Louis/Armand, with a deep preference for playing Louis. If another pairing jumps out at you, let me know!

Plot wise, I want us to come up with something together but I am happy basing / beginning our story at any time depending on the pairing. We can talk and see what ideas come out, as long as we are equally contributing and vibing well of one another’s thoughts then I think we’ll be golden!

Me: I'm 21+ and looking for the same. I write multi-para to novella style and have zero limits so angst and dark themes aplenty for me! I love side characters so would adore finding a partner that is willing to explore other characters and relationships outside of the main pairing and this fandom has such truly deep links.

It's important to note that I am currently only looking for partners who are available to write fairly frequently. My uni is off now until the start of October and I will be around a bunch to write and chat. Real life always comes first and I have my own responsibilities BUT I am not looking to write with someone who is only about once or twice a week. Thank you. ❤️

Like this and I will reach out so you can tell me about yourself! Please, please, please give me a proper introduction about you, your writing style and your thoughts from this ad. I don't require writing samples but I do think of initial contact as a bit of an idea for how we will be as partners. We want to write together after all, l'm not going to be enamoured by a 'yeah, I'm interested' style opener. ⚰️🧛🏼

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