Interview with the Vampire + Arrested Development
When neither of ya’ll wanna admit you’re made more each other
“In fact neither Lestat nor Louis had the guts to go through with it” ;A;
Interview with the Vampire + Arrested Development
When neither of ya’ll wanna admit you’re made more each other
“In fact neither Lestat nor Louis had the guts to go through with it” ;A;
Shirt Neutrality by Wingfeather (on tees here)
I want all of these.
De rien! Glad that satisfied the request
♥u♥ Dressup sessions happen frequently, even in their own home, and whenever Lestat can drag Louis to the mall and they always have to visit a lingerie store. At least one.

[X by @devmin-art]
[In the book, Louis finds a scythe in someone’s yard, but revenge is so much sweeter when you kill someone w/ their own – very real – stage prop.]
“In a kitchen garden I saw something, something that had only been
vague in my thoughts until I had my hands on it. It was a small scythe,
its sharp curved blade still caked with green weeds from the last
mowing. And once I’d wiped it clean and run my finger along the
sharp blade, it was as if my plan came clear to me and I could move
fast to my other errands…” – Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire
[Can I recycle this one? It
was for @gairid and Stellie.
This is sorta cheating to post an older one so I’ll try to think of another, too]
Lestat putting on a little fashion show for Louis! Modern-day. No spoilers apply.
“How long does it take for you to change?” I said, slumping further into what these stores affectionately call “the boyfriend chair.” I checked my phone for the time, but did not remember the last time I’d checked it, so I tucked it back in place fruitlessly.
He stepped out of the fitting room sheathed in an amount of intricate dark red satin and chiffon that left just the right amount of flesh to the imagination. His long finger twirled a loose ribbon, a trickle of blood, as he studied my reaction. The scarlet enhanced the scant golden hair on his arms, legs, and broad chest. It gave him an altogether rosy glow.
In a blink he had crossed his arms and jutted out a smooth hip, sulking. “What, you don’t like it?” He gave his blond mane a toss and huffed. The saleswoman’s mouth had fallen open, as if seeing a miracle. She mumbled something about being wrong that a man couldn’t ‘pull off’ this outfit. I licked my lips. I could pull it off of him right then and there.
Lestat swiveled around and assumed a few classical sculpture poses in the 3-way mirror, but this was playing, still watching me.
“Really Louis, you’re hurting my feelings. Cat got your tongue? I’ve tried on so many and you just sit there.” He pouted, and I stood, stretching my limbs.
“Just because I don’t rain praise upon you,” I said, pressing my body against his in a sensual embrace, and he watched in the mirror as I ran my fingers along the edges of the thin fabric. “Does not mean you haven’t conquered me.”
Merci beaucoup, glad you like this thing! You want more?

You do, I see >:}
I’d agree w/ you about Jack Frost, he’s forced into his immortal status by accident, too, and he’s orphaned and has to figure out what to do w/ himself, too. Jack and Lestat are definitely both
cheeky undead optimists! And yes, OLLA and What We Do in the Shadows are fantastic, that’s for sure! Those movies were very much the VC movie we had been waiting for, with different facets of VC-adjacentness. OLLA more for the aesthetic and WWDITS more for the comedy.
I don’t think that any ONE movie or book (or book series) has all the ingredients that make up that unique VC flavor but there are many that are adjacent. I knew this was going to end up being a masterpost, that’s why it took so long. Also I restrained myself from any Tom Cruise movies. He should have his own masterpost ;D
*cracks knuckles* Okayyy… SO,
VC-Adjacent is more doable than Lestatuesque, bc everyone’s headcanon of Lestat varies and we all know how attached I am to Tom Cruise So I’ll give you one Lestatuesque rec and the rest are VC-Adjacent.
Blade Runner (1982) – this movie is mentioned in canon (QOTD). AR had wanted to cast Rutger Hauer as Lestat. But he was too old when they finally got IWTV into production D: so watch this and see her vision for Lestat.
Over and over [Armand] watched Ridley Scott’s Blade Runner, fascinated by Rutger Hauer, the powerfully built actor who, as the leader of the rebel androids, confronts his human maker, kisses him, and then crushes his skull. It would bring a slow and almost impish laugh from Armand, the bones cracking, the look in Hauer’s ice-cold blue eye.
“That’s your friend, Lestat, there,” Armand whispered once to Daniel. “Lestat would have the… how do you say?… guts?… to do that!”
(and @annabellioncourt helped me out here, so wherever there’s an *, those are her recs that I agreed with)(and there are other movies I love obviously, but I tried to limit this list to VC-Adjacent only; and I couldn’t think of any of my fave books that come close enough to fit in here).
Freda Warrinton
Tanith Lee
Historian – Elizabeth Kostova
@annabellioncourt had cited the following as similar to Louis’ voice in IWTV:
“Similar in voice (though not subject) would also be:
Moar recs from her under Spooky Book Recommendations
Anyone can feel free to comment or reblog this with their own recs *u*
I’m so glad you enjoyed it! Good to know that the effort was appreciated *hugs*

I guess I am unofficially taking drabble requests *o* whether I can fill them in a timely a manner like this, or at all, isn’t guaranteed, but hey, send it and I’ll consider it!
Easier prompts tho: words or holidays.
Alright, I managed to fill your request, hope this satisfies you! I tried to give you what you asked for, but to really make this ship work, I would need to write SO much more, since it is a tough ship to ship, with neither of them really willing to /completely/ overlook or forgive their past behavior towards each other, but this is a step in the right direction.
Takes place after Prince Lestat. Here’s an excerpt of A Brief Reprieve:
What can I do to make you love me?” He whispered.
“Are you kidding me? I do love you!” I scoffed, planting a little kiss on top of his head. “You want a certificate? Want it engraved on a plaque?” I said, nosing into his hair.
“Be serious, Lestat.”
“I’m dead serious. Undead serious.” I laughed, leaning back and pulling him to lay back against me.
Armand gazed up at me in silence, a soft smile on his face, then looked back at the fire. What did he want from me? We had just spent the entire evening together, killed together, and then curled up together in front of a roaring blaze as the snow fell outside the window. He felt good in my arms, all collected up and warm. What could be better? Aside from the throbbing pain in my head. That left something to be desired.
“How does it feel right now?” He said. He stared at the fire.
“What?”
“You know. Holding the Sacred Core.”
“Good Lord, don’t call him that. It inflates his ego and I’ll get a splitting headache.”
“There isn’t room enough for all that ego in there, is there?” Armand chuckled, tapping at my forehead. I took his hand and kissed the fingertips.
“Sometimes there really isn’t.” I sighed. It was true, Amel was my own permanent backseat driver. For now, he was murmuring to himself, but it was growing louder. Soon, he would want to be included in whatever I was doing.