Real Christmas tree or fake?

♛You know, it took me some time to embrace having a tree indoors at all, you have to remember that it was immigrants who brought that tradition over to the New World; it was probably the early 1800′s that it was widespread enough that we simply had to have one, too.

Having a living tree indoors, shedding pine needles and sap and possibly serving as a Trojan horse to spiders and such, was not something I wanted! All that kindling, it was the same fire hazard that it is today. But Claudia wanted it, and so we started having them for her. In those early years, we made ornaments by hand to go with those given us as gifts by friends and neighbors: crystals, blown-glass baubles, figurines… Our own handmade ones were always more valuable to us than the finest artisan ones, Louis still has a few of them, and we handle them with great care.

…Got a little distracted there. 

Fake trees were a thing in the mid-1800′s, I recall some that were made with goose feathers dyed green. Other artificial tree methods followed, but we continued with the real thing. The scent of pine was endearing to us by that time.

Currently? I would think that Claudia would lose her shit, as they say, over the myriad synthetic versions of the holiday tree, the LED lighting running cleverly through the branches. 

You can get trees in any color, not just green! 

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I also nearly swooned over a tree made entirely of Swarovski crystals:

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So to answer your question, it varies on the year, but I think there’s something to be said for getting an artificial tree that’s flame-resistant, and can be easily recycled after use. There’s something deeply depressing about walking the streets the month following Christmas and seeing all the corpses of trees that were invited into people’s homes, loved briefly, and then tossed out on the curb like so much trash. 

I suppose that puts me on the side of artificial, so there’s your answer.

What are the vampires favorite holidays?😀🎃🎄🎁🎉🎈🎂💘🎆

Sorry, I’ve had this for 2 months, but it’s too broad a question, too many characters to think about! I think it varies for different vampires at different times in their lives and unlives. 

Louis didn’t get very excited about Christmas until Claudia. She had been with them for only a few months, and then Christmas was upon them. Lestat transformed the parlor and courtyard into a little winter wonderland, Claudia was excited about that (and she put up a fight in March when he said they should really take it down), and she had a stack of presents under the tree on Christmas night. 

Her first priority was giving Louis his gift, which was a pack of drawings bound in a soft leather portfolio Lestat had picked out with her. Drawings she had done of him, Lestat, their little family, their house. He was deeply touched, and few Christmas gifts ever topped it. It was at that moment that he finally understood the point of that holiday and his anticipation for that kind of moment does build, he gets into the spirit of it with everyone else *u*

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remarried:

i’d been talking to my sister about how the coven is like family that tolerate/love each other, then hate each over & over. only bc vampires it’s like hundreds of years instead of between holidays. we decided it reminded us of southern folk most bc lord god if any group is BEST at interchanging PA tolerance and grudging love, it’s

kinfolk south of the mason-dixon line. bless their hearts.

so then southern family mortal AU

armand is clearly the spoiled baby of the family who has fucked everyone over at least once being selfish & lestat is the black sheep. louis exists between being embarrassed by and endeared to them kinda like canon Huh

Dearest Lestat, I must say I am vaguely curious as to if you enjoy Christmas at all. And if so, do you prefer the more traditional kind of Christmas or the kind of ‘Hallmark’ kind of Christmas with all its bells and whistles? And is there anyone you’d like to meet under the mistletoe for a kiss??

♛Do I enjoy Christmas at all, you know, my first reaction was Yes, of course, who wouldn’t?!

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But, but… this holiday, like others, have been heavily commercialized. Some of the commercials are entertaining, admittedly, but advertisers are cramming it into our faces earlier and earlier on the calendar. It saps some of the real meaning out of it, which should be an appreciation for what we have and a hope for the new year to treat us well, too. Oh, and also, something about some religious figure’s birthday? Yeah, something about that kid born in a barn, too.  

Who do I want to catch under the mistletoe? Aside from the usual suspect *cough* Louis *cough*, I hope I get David under there. I have spent too long without his touch, I know he holds back from physical affection when he visits so as not to offend Louis, but he should be aware by now that kissing is a greeting, like a handshake. It doesn’t have to lead any further. Although it cannnnn… And Louis is well aware that I… that my love is not a limited resource; spending it on David -or anyone else- does not mean less for Louis.

As for spending the holiday traditionally sedate or flashy ‘Hallmark’, every year is different. It depends on how well I’m getting along with my kin, how well they are getting along with each other, whether we can have a gathering and the traditional Ugly Sweater contest, so some years we have it very familial, lots of bells and whistles, less of Armand and I snapping at each other, but there are some years we choose to stay with our smaller coven units separately. Even if we’re getting along. Sometimes all you want is to curl up in front of the fire with the one person you love most for a good healing 7 hours or so. That’s the case this year.

One of my favorite Christmas parties was at Night Island, in which we invited a pack of fashionable white-collar evildoers, wined and dined them, and then on my signal (a ringing triangle!), we all pounced, devouring the feast together. What a fantastic mess! Blood spatter everywhere. It was deliciously gruesome, a blood fight is so much more sexual than a food fight. We were all wasted. Daniel passed out from the chemicals of his chosen victims.

Likes/dislikes about Christmas

So many things, but I’ll keep this short for the sake of my -and your- mental health.

A few things I enjoy about Christmas:

  • Wearing a red velvet Santa suit. Mine’s stylish, no fake belly + beard combo.
  • Flirting with the shop people when buying gifts for others. Sometimes while wearing the suit *smirks*

A few things I do not enjoy about Christmas:

  • Honestly I’m tired of buying old books for Louis. We have too many as it is. At this point I think he asks for them to annoy me.
  • Once is fine, but certain Christmas music on repeat is really detestable. Malls during the holidays are not a happy place for me for this reason. 
  • On that note, I also despise all Christmas music sung by the Chipmunks.
  • So-called charity organizations who give only pennies to the dollar they receive to the people they are supposedly gathering the money for. Despicable.