ooc; AHHHHH I love reading all the Secret Santa posts! They are all so amazing! You guys are such a beautiful fandom!!!!
ooc; Same! So fun to read them and see all of the art and graphic work. Hurrah for more fanworks. You guys all rock!
#Agrees aggressively. #VC fandom love #Talent- we has it.
“I had a dream about you. I dreamed that we were moving through the world together, you and I, and we were both serene and strong. I dreamed we fed on the evildoer as Marius had done, and as we looked about ourselves we felt awe and sorrow at the mysteries we beheld. But we were strong. We would go on forever. And we talked. `Our conversation’ went on and on.”
-Lestat, on Nicolas de Lenfent, The Vampire Lestat
Dear Father,
I regret that I caused you such distress.
I regret that you couldn’t appreciate nor even enjoy my passion.
I regret leaving my mother with you with no one else to defend her.
I do not regret fucking Lestat in the bed I slept in as a boy, as you slept one room over, suspecting nothing.
-Nicolas
Nicolas de Lenfent:
The stepping stone to finding the love of your life for the last two hundred years.
Once, in Paris, after finding Lestat in bed with one of the actresses in the theatre, we had a fantastic knock-down drag-out fight, ending with him sporting a black eye and me kicking him out of the flat.
For three weeks, he slept in his dressing room and busked daily in the boulevard, foregoing wine and any other extravagance in order to buy me more music lessons with Mozart as an apology.
This may not sound like much, but if you know Lestat, you’ll know that the will power required for such a gift was…well, impressive, to say the least.
As for myself… I do not know. I am not one who specializes in romantic gestures. I’m not terribly fond of them.
Tell my muse who you ship them with. Be as subtle or as obvious as you like!Indeed.
♛Oh Nicki, darling, so nice to see you’ve finally acquiesced to your replacement. And for the record, I would’ve stayed with you through it all, but you were clearly more in love with yourself for there to be any room left for anyone else. -theatrically empathetic frown-
I’m sorry—are we talking about me, here, or you?
♛I’m simply defending Louis… you yourself ‘ship’ Louis and I, yet you call him a “poor bastard” for it. As if he were trapped in this ‘ship.’ He chooses me. Time and again.
-sigh- Fine, though, let’s play this modern opinion game… I ‘ship’ you with your violin.
Tell my muse who you ship them with. Be as subtle or as obvious as you like!Indeed.
♛Oh Nicki, darling, so nice to see you’ve finally acquiesced to your replacement. And for the record, I would’ve stayed with you through it all, but you were clearly more in love with yourself for there to be any room left for anyone else. -theatrically empathetic frown-
“‘All a misunderstanding, my love,’ he said. Acid on the tongue. ‘It was to hurt others, don’t you see, the violin playing, to anger them, to secure for me an island where they could not rule. They would watch my ruin, unable to do anything about it.’” – Nicolas de Lenfent, The Vampire Lestat
He’s popping out of the cake in hopes of giving Lestat a heart attack and then marrying Louis by not actually marrying him just fucking him on the altar instead
Ladies and gentlemen….a spring-loaded dick in a box from the 1800s. It made for a great gift
humanity’s sense of humour has not progressed much in the last hundred years
I feel a mighty need to see a fic about this
Lestat is so giving this to Louis for Christmas.
…Or already did.
Christmas, 1821, I received one of these.
I-want-my-IWTV 