cumber-kitty:

hurryupmerlin:

thegirlwithgoldeyes:

imagine a vampire going “fuck it” and just taking some antihistamines before going to town on a plate of garlic bread

later on it’s wheeled into the ER with like a puffed up face and it just goes “I have been on this earth 10 thousand years but i have not lived until this day”

 (x)

I would not only watch but fund this

so basically this movie 

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If that’s a veiled criticism about me… I won’t hear it and I won’t respond to it.

[arrested development]

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redversaillesrose:

nevver:

‘Tis the Season, Calligraphuck

and here you see this years holiday cards from the VC coven

 

Blood.

damnitarmand:

Since memories triggered by scent are the strongest…

Send my muse a scent and see how they’ll react to it.

Blood is a multitude of things for me. I am not certain I can form them all into words.

Hunting. The heady drum of mortal pulses as I extinguish them, swallowing them down.

Pleasure and pain.

Crimson and copper from the fount of Daniel’s throat and every other place on his body that I can draw from. Love and desire.

The sweet, redolent sting of heat and the first touch of safety when I first tasted Marius.

Fear. Dim shadows. Extinguished light.

As with all things, one could speak forever and only begin to reach the heart of it. Blood is a well of memory, held within our veins, waiting to be tapped.

♛You take such joy in pretending you’re /okay/, dearest. You’re so much better than “okay.”

merciful-death:

i-want-my-iwtv:

merciful-death:

i-want-my-iwtv:

merciful-death:

i-want-my-iwtv:

merciful-death:

Send "You take such joy in pretending you're okay" to see how my muse reacts.

Is that so?  Perhaps you should educate me, mon cher.

♛”Well the warm welcome you gave me last night was – I suspect – quite mutually satisfactory… Absence truly does make the heart grow fonder, non?”

I am far better than “okay” or “satisfactory,” based upon the sounds coming from you last night, yes. A reeducation is always warranted, of course. Particularly after time apart.

♛You were delicious… /are/ delicious. So good to know you missed me so much. (sings) If I said I wanted your body, would you hold it against me?

If you continue singing that song, I may have to reconsider.

♛ (immediately stops singing, unties Louis’ hair gently) Oh darling, sweetness… of course the Vampire Lestat takes requests! What would you prefer to be serenaded into bed with? Hmmm? Anything!

He allowed his hair to be released from its tie, brow raising.  Did Lestat intend to indulge him tonight?  Certainly, he knew of the secret pleasure he took in having his hair “played” with, or scalp massaged.  ”Oh, I can think of a few serenades that involve a great deal of sound, but few words but my name and “please.”  Unless you have other plans, of course…”

♛Lestat concealed the thrill that ran through his heart at these words, instead letting slip only a tiny smile. “That’s good to hear, chaton… I believe I can accommodate this request,” Oh yes, Louis would have to work to get that song out of him, but it was already echoing in his ears, layers of that music that only they could make together, from the desperate little cries to the low, demanding curses in the old French they both knew so well.

As these thoughts swirled slowly, like wine in a sommelier’s glass, Lestat dropped his gaze from Louis’ eyes, and circled behind him, fingers lightly dancing their way up his body to the mussed silk of dark hair. Just barely combing this with his fingernails. An almost imperceptible, and soothing, grazing sound. Whispered into Louis’ fine ear: “You have me all night, your own private concert starring the Vampire Lestat." 

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remarried:

sketchbook pages…. the top is all vampire chronicles! lestat, louis and armand & chibi daniel lol

the armand sketch was finished digitally & from the scene in qotd in the jet. the way daniel describes armand was very visually striking: the “funeral” dark suit, gold watch, his hair clipped short and wearing a weary but young expression. 

second page is is some random-ass doodles and louis on the right.

third is a bunch of in-progress form/shape exercises but i fucked up the page and wrote a recipe on it next to a doodle of armand i had. so armand is telling you how to make a tasty blood mary. (don’t forget 3 oz of vodka!)