a support group for vampires who were turned as children or adolescents. a bunch of small, melancholy kid-shaped vampires sitting around in somebody’s living room talking very seriously in tiny voices about current events in the vampire world. a lot of them dress like grandmas because they are as old as a grandma, maybe even ten grandmas. they have a network system where they can call adult-looking vampires to help them get things, drive places, pretend to be parents so child-looking vampires can get into adult movies
#two vampire friends of the same chronological age #but one was turned at age 11 and the other at age 40 #they pretend to be parent and child but they’re actually more like bickering elderly roommates #bickering elderly roommates who are serial killers
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when i was younger i had a really bad fear of vampires when i was going to sleep so my older brother gave me a watch that he set to like 8 hours ahead so that it was always daytime on the watch when i was asleep and he told me it would confuse the vampires and they would think it was daytime and get scared of the sun and leave me alon
Your brother is the best


heh no one ever asked for a picture Lestat with a manbun yet here he is.
I just got caught crying in the library
I thought I had read all of Keats’ work, as my version of his poems is “the collected” but I found a 700 page book called “complete poems” and there were so many I never hear of and I started crying and a librarian asked me if I was okay.
Louis has a PHD in ignoring Lestat
-Art by Admin F
Okay, but why is Louis wearing eyeliner and lestat isn’t? Shouldn’t it be the other way around, you know, rock star and all?
That isn’t eyeliner tho; those are dark circles under his eyes that show off just how done he is with his undead life. And Lestat. Mostly how done he is with Lestat.
At least 90% of those dark circles have accumulated because of Lestat-related-stress.
Worry = top quality guyliner/eyeliner

I drew Lestat and Nicki and now I think I’m just going to go cry











