Buster: That’s what you do when life hands you a chance to be with someone special. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don’t let go no matter what your mom says.
Key Decisions [1.4]
Mama always said, “don’t make every moody brunette you’re attracted to into a vampire.” But I didn’t listen.
“Disaster, my son.”
Take this out of context, and you get a sitcom about a laughably inept gay vampire couple and their passive-aggressive adopted daughter.
Was that not the movie? Cuz that was totally what I got.
It definitely was.
If you’ve read the book you know that it’s exactly that.
ooc; Every now and then, I rediscover this video, and I never regret it ever.
+9001 to whoever made it.
I’m sorry I interviewed you and then published it and then made out with the guy who killed your kid
Cards I have received from Daniel (vagabonddaniel)
See? I’m a classy guy. I should get a job at Hallmark.
(via vagabonddaniel)
This series becomes really funny when you look at it through the lens of “every character just trying their damnedest to upset Armand”
ooc; Alternative title for VC: Everybody Hates (except Marius)
ooc; Louis de Pointe du Lac: Master of making fledglings and having them die like two seconds later
To my son, Lestat, on this, the anniversary of his birth:
You came, unexpected, in the early stages of winter. I was in labour with you for well over ten hours, my body aching for release, exhausted and cold, shivering in sweat and tears and blood.
The nurse cleaned you off by the fire, joking that you were more mouth than face, your cries driving out the priest and my maid both. She tutted as she swaddled you, wrestling the squirming limbs into the cloth, shaking her head and gently relating to you that it was indeed snowing outside, and that you would be glad of the warmth and tightness soon.
She arched an eyebrow as I reached for you—she had nursed all of your brothers, what was so special about you?—but acquiesced after a moment and placed you in my arms, aiding me to secure you to my breast. I had never done it before, you see, and while it seemed natural in theory it was strange at first in practice.
But the moment you latched on, your eyes drifting closed, something happened to me.
Something changed. I wish… I wish I had words for it. It feels awkward and fumbling to try to describe what it was, that moment, but the alien feeling suddenly fell away. Reality shifted and the world blurred before righting itself.
One moment, I was a woman. In pain, desperation, frustration and anger.
The next, I was a mother. And you were there, a warm bundle in my arms.
Could I know that nothing would be the same again?
Tanti auguri, mio figlio. Ti amo.
^Accurate: Lestat being more mouth than face, and driving priests away since his birth.
ooc: I think I’ve figured out why Prince Lestat bothered me so much:
interview with the vampire is a movie about two gay jerks raising a sociopathic child and then they get a divorce that results in a lot of death for a lot of people
I-want-my-IWTV 