Send me a number and I’ll write you a drabble about my muse’s past.
3. (childhood) A harsh lesson is learned.The slap came suddenly, without warning, flat across his cheeks. He felt the blood rush to his face before the stinging pain, which shot through his skin, heightened by the humiliation which accompanied it.
“Never again, do you hear?”
Though many years down the line this action would become as regular as saying “Good morning,” this time it was fresh; shocking and frightening.
The tears came too fast, adding to his embarrassment, as the hiccuped assent slipped past his lips.
It had been innocent enough: he’d been playing in a dirt in the patches of grass outside the chateau, pushing rocks about with sticks, when another boy had come up over the hill and approached him.
They began to play together without much preamble, as children were wont to do, the other boy taking up a stick as well and the two of them creating a game out of the sticks and rocks. The boy was nice: shaggy, light brown hair, freckles, not well dressed but then, neither was Lestat. They laughed as they played, arguing amicably as they sat, side by side, in the dirt.
It was Lestat who grasped the other boy’s hand, and the boy held his back as they continued to babble back and forth, toes dusty in the dirt, shoulders pressed close, each child enjoying the other’s company.
But it was the other boy who turned his head and pressed his lips to Lestat’s, pulling back almost as suddenly as he’d done it.
Lestat had paused, as bemused as a child might be capable of, before kissing the other boy back.
The boy smiled as Lestat pulled away. “It’s what the grown-ups do, you know. When they want to make babies.”
Lestat laughed sweetly. “Do you want to make babies?”
“My sister says it feels good, to kiss boys. To make babies.”
Lestat had nodded, sagely. It did feel good, the kissing. “Then we should do it again, don’t you think?”
And they did.
But too soon, Lestat heard a cry from behind him, and was swept up into the arms of his nurse. He was far too big to be held, of course, but she was in a fury, dragging him up towards the chateau as she cursed and chastised, quickly swatting at the other boy until he ran away.
Inside, presented to his father, the slap was administered. He was called a disappointment. He was sent to his room without supper.
It was then he understood: kisses may feel good, but that didn’t make them right.
#For hunting down the evildoers and drugdealers in the 21st century #this blog does not condone vigilantism #THIS IS SO COOL THO # Y/Y?
“This is a shoutout to all of the newer fans who have come on tumblr and live-blogged their first time reading the books or shared their as-they-read impressions and feels as they work their way through the series. We can’t reread the VC for the first time again, but we can live vicariously through those who do.
Thanks for bringing fresh blood and fresh eyes to this fandom and giving us all things to discuss and talk about. Thanks for letting us all flail and screech along with you. Welcome to the fandom. Thanks for coming.”
//Holy moley! Welcome back, VC_P! I wrote this shoutout about a million years ago but it’s still true. Nice to see new blood in the fandom and to get fresh perspectives. It’s really nice to see VC_P back in action.
Wait, is this supposed to be anonymous? Oh well. I’d make a lousy superhero.
What is something(s) Daniel does/says that always makes you smile? (fluff-baiting the muse)
I am simply tempted to say ‘Damn it, Armand’ here, but that would be too easy, even if it is at least partially truthful.
I enjoy watching him wake. He does not always do this, but if he knows that I was there with him when the death sleep took him, sometimes the first thing that he does upon regaining consciousness is reach for me, or open his eyes to make certain that I am still there or somewhere nearby.
When his voice drops an octave with distraction or desire. Or both. Both at once. That incites a smile of a rather different kind, granted.
If he is learning to get to grips with a new piece of technology or a computer game, the cursing under his breath can be rather charming, if not outright amusing.
One thing, however, that will always work without fail, and always has made me smile: his arms sliding around my waist, his lips at the nape of my neck, and a moment of peace between us under the night sky. Standing in the dark waters near to the edge of Night Island, twined like this with him, nothing has the power to take that moment from us.
*~Interview me~*
Rule #1: Always post the rules
Rule #2: Answer the questions from the person who asked, then write 11 new ones.
Rule #3: Tag 11 people and link them to the post.
Rule #4: Tell the person that tagged you that you’ve answered their questions.
I was tagged by @lestatdelight (Merci!)
(I’m tagging more than 11 bc why not?)
Tagging: motherfuckiero, hedonistbyheart,
xfracturedxfairytalex, hypnoticxpoison, skylar-ray, greatkenji, captainthunderbunny,
belleasera, hecateknight, redthelittlesprite, contessavonfangs, annabellioncourt, lady-skeleton, yolohouston, horrorinthegraveyard, penguinlass, mickimonster, maledictum10, unwaveringband0flight,
elisepolo, shipjumper, bloodstainedcherub,
Hit the jump for Q&A…
1. Chocolate or Vanilla?
Vanilla Bean with toppings. But really, cookie dough or mint choc. chip ;D
2. Would you prefer to be happy and poor, or rich and sad?
Happy and poor. Thankfully I’m happy and not poor (not rich but, good enough) currently.
3. Do you believe in ghosts?
Not sure. I’m open to the idea. I don’t think the visible world is necessarily all there is.
4. Favorite book?
Don’t make me choose! Ugh. It changes. I feel like I’m betraying all my other faves to just choose one.
5. Do you have a favorite quote? Which one? Why?
From the movie the Edge:
“… most people lost in the wilds, they, they die of shame…"What did I do wrong? How could I have gotten myself into this?” And so they sit there and they… die. Because they didn’t do the one thing that would save their lives. Thinking.”
I love this quote bc there are so many situations in which we could sit around and fling blame around and feel ashamed, and yes, it’s okay to feel that, for a time. But to survive the wilderness, you have to set that aside and/or move on, and focus on how to improve the situation, bc things don’t usually get better on their own.
Tbh that movie is
highly underrated
and it has a ton of good life quotes.
6. Where do you come from? Do you have any traditional food?
Philadelphia, USA. City of brotherly love! Famous for cheesesteaks.
I’m a New Yorker now, and our traditional food is probably pizza, I’ve had the best pizza ever here.
7. Have you ever had existential crisis? If so, was it hard?
No, I have pretty much been able to roll with the punches my whole life. Maybe that existential crisis is on the horizon…
8. In a plane, do you like to be next to the window? why or why not?
Doesn’t matter. I prefer the emergency row, bc I’m calm under pressure and could help ppl in an emergency.
9. Do you play any instrument? Which one? Why?
I’m learning ukulele, believe it or not! I picked it up on impulse and I really enjoy it. Maybe I’ll record myself playing Amazing Grace, and upload here, I’m pretty good at that one.
10. If you could have any superpower, which one would you like to have? why?
Mind-reading/manipulation would be a huge help. My day job treats me well, I can’t complain, but the Mind Gift could help me get a better job, less work hours, more time for play! Which would also be enhanced with the Mind Gift ;]
11. Beauty or Intelligence? Why?
Why not both? Ok… beauty. It’s superficial, I know, and Intelligence is good, but being too smart can be detrimental, too. One can over-think things. Or be carrying around FAR too much information about one book series and one of it’s cinematic adaptations!!!
Ignorance may really be bliss…
QUESTIONS FOR YOU!
1. Favorite place you’ve visited?
2. Give your teenaged self advice:
3. If you are an only child, would you have liked brothers/sisters? If you’re not, would you revise the birth order of you and your sibling(s)?
4. Are your parents close in age to eachother?
5. A song that gives you feels.
6. First alphanumeric character or symbol in your tumblr password is:
7. What’s your lucky number?
8. Favorite thing to do/eat/drink when you’re sick?
9. What do you think of this adult coloring book fad?
10. Last time you laughed out loud was because:
11. Did you actually read my Q&A above and would you have preferred that question set? ;A;
~All My Fandom’s OTPs: A Summary~
- awww lemme take care of u *smooch smoochie smooch*
- Awww yisss this is gr9
- Keep doin that yesss
- wtf??!! yu did it wrRONGI HAYTYOUSOMUCH
- TASTE MY FURIOYUS CLAWS
- I AM NOT SATISFY TILL I SEE BLUD
- (Go back to 1.)
Ex-Vampires Therapy Group
Tonight’s Meeting Topic: Anger Management Post-Vampiring
Interview with the Vampire (1994), Once Bitten (1985)
merciful-death
lestatdelight-archive-deactivat:
Send me an URL on anon and I will talk about the mun!
//Oh!!! YEEEES! I love them! They are extremely kind, sweet and cool! Having a thread with them would be amazing ❤ They have done loooots of things for the fandom and I am grateful about that. AH they are gorgeous!
ooc; YOU ARE SO FUCKING NICE.
//And so are you!
♥ #VC fandom love
♥
Guess who successfully got Colby interested, majorly, to the point of we’re attempting a Lestat and Armand cosplay for Monster*Con, in The Vampire Chronicles?
Look at his adorable drawing!!!
