Thanks so much! i’ll try to ask them! <3 ~crazy anon from the nicki ask :3

Cool! Yeah I would ask them myself but I’d probably have as much chance of getting a response from them as you would at this point, since it looks like they’re inactive 😛

But maybe another French speaker out there can listen to what he’s saying and figure it out based on context clues! 

I would love some Nicki/Lestat action in whatever the next adaptation we get…

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^This especially plzkmerciàbientôt… [fanart by his holiness @garama]

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gairid:

sheepskeleton:

Lestat does enjoy his trip to Wal-Mart. 😉

No tears formula!

He’ll still find a way to cry about it. 

Petition to start using #spellbound for VC-related stuff the way some people use #WINNING or #Blessed.

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sheepskeleton:

Sent from: Daniel
to: Lestat

Armand does not enjoy his trip to Starbucks either. 😉

Lestat got Armand back for the little prank from before and the poor Starbucks baristas are just caught in the crossfire again

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sheepskeleton:

Lestat does not enjoy his trip to Starbucks.

Armand is losing his shit in the distance

THEY KNOW HIM TOO WELL stop the overly flirtatious attitude w/ those poor overworked baristas so much and maybe they’ll get your name right you ass

OH WAIT MAYBE ARMAND IS RESPONSIBLE… #fic request

sheepskeleton:

Horror Vacui

Exploring the darkness 2/?

A memorable scene of Lestat finding piles of blond haired corpses in Magnus’ tower. 
Bodies were collected from various 19th century French paintings and arranged into an almost ornamental composition. The main source of inspiration being of course Gericault (The Raft of Medusa and studies). As in his works, the drawing explores the fragility of human body and the limits of human desperation when it comes to surviving. 

“In a deep prison cell lay a heap of corpses in all states of decay, the bones and rotted flesh crawling with worms and insects. Rats ran from the light of the torch, brushing past my legs as they made for the stairs. And my nausea became a knot in my throat. The stench suffocated me.

But I couldn’t stop staring at these bodies. There was something important  here, something terribly important, to be realized. And it came to me suddenly that all these dead victims had been men – their boots and ragged clothing gave evidence of that – and every single one of them had yellow hair, very much like my own hair. The few who had features left appeared to be young men, tall, slight of build. And the most recent occupant here – the wet and reeking corpse that lay with its arms outstretched through the bars – so resembled me that he might have been a brother.” – The Vampire Lestat

#one of my fave scenes of course #bc i am gross apparently #is when Lestat sees this horror and tosses his cookies and then 

#well #eats the tossed cookies again bc 5 second rule right?

syqitten:

auroralynches:

you know what i really want? a modern dudebro vampire. just a typical obnoxious straight boy in a neon tank top and cargo shorts who also happens to be a creature of the night.

“okay, dude, i’m only feeding on you ‘cause i’m starving and there aren’t any hot girls around. no homo.” “wait, you’re gonna suck my blood?” “no, i’m gonna drink your blood. i don’t suck, that’s gay. don’t make this weird, bro”

“ah, i see you’re staring pensively out the window, chad. ruminating on the curse of your newfound immortality?” “nah man, it’s just… i got, like, some flecks of blood on my adidas while i was feeding and they haven’t come out…”

“we do not drink… wine.” “okay but is beer cool? and can we still smoke weed?”

he joins a 24-hour gym because being undead and allergic to sunlight is no excuse for skipping leg day. tragic music swells as he looks over his “sun’s out guns out” tanks (he has seven of them). his coven is a fraternity. someone make this happen

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ask and ye shall receive