“We write our own fairy tales, my love,” I said, “The lesson in this is that nothing can destroy what you are now. Every wound will heal. You are a goddess.”
“And the goddess thirsts.” She said.
“What are you waiting for, the church to pronounce it a miracle?”
“I met my best friend through The Vampire Chronicles. We RPed VC together for nearly 4 years when she went offline after becoming very down with her life. I thought the worst after a couple of weeks before she popped back up, literally on my doorstep. She moved half-way across the world, on her own with nothing but a bag of clothes and a copy of IWTV. She started her life over here and still tells me how it was our RPs that got her through and inspired her to move away from the toxicity.”
We’ve currently got enough posts in our queue to get us through a few more days. A good amount, but more are always welcome.
I’d like to challenge everyone to either make one submission to this blog a week or directly go to someone and tell them something you like about them or do both. Or make a general statement, saying something you like about many people! It might not seem like much, but even the smallest thing can brighten other peoples’ day.
“So much love to gairid, I know she just had a notecard, but I’m doing one, too. Her blog has lots of great pictures, many of NOLA which she has taken herself, and that helps set a dreamy VC mood. Her writing is rich and her world-building is so advanced that I feel I’m walking down the street, grabbing a beer at on of Brian’s favorite bars, catching a glimpse of a certain couple making out in Pirate’s Alley… Don’t even get me started on her OCs. Brian is sweet and affable, but not a Gary Stu by any means. He’s got guts, and he takes care of his beloved bosses in more ways than they deserve. Her other unique OCs draw shining facets out from our favorite canon characters, which she writes with respect and even (dare I say) improves upon.
Basically she is a gem, an emerald? An opal? And we are very fortunate that she continues to give us more of what we’ve come to love from her!”
“iam-yourqueen has made me look at Akasha in a different light. Before reading her RPs she was simply a maniacal tyrant, hellbent on destruction. Now I see her as a nuanced woman with flaws; with depth and such humanity. She is more than the maddened queen, but a vampire, just like all the others, trying to find her place in the 21st Century.”
♛He stood with his arms folded, taking this all in, gnawing at his knuckle. It was a troubling vision, these desiccated little bodies, maybe twenty of them, scattered about the parlor. Only a few had made it unto furniture, most were on the floor. Probably flung from the door near the foyer.
Even in his most angered state, Louis could no more stand to collect those dead bodies than do so in order to bring them back to their home. No, this didn’t seem like his doing at all.
Claudia’s little heart-shaped face shone as she looked up at Lestat, her slight eyebrows merely painted worry above mischievous blue eyes. He sighed, deeply regretting that they had ever told her about Louis’ previous diet. Not that they could ever have kept it from her, fiercely inquisitive by nature, she had discovered all on her own that she could kill animals. She had a taste for pampered house cats in particular.
“Perhaps he has finally grown weary of us both, dearest.” Lestat concluded, gathering up the corpses in a wastebin. Claudia watched, leaning coquettishly in the doorframe. She didn’t respond, absorbed in her own thoughts, only her hair moving in the slight breeze disturbed the illusion that she was actually a still portrait gazing out at no one.
