And so he ran after me all the way back to the hotel, all the way across the rooftops, where I hoped to lose him, until I leaped in the window of the parlor and turned in rage and slammed the window shut. He hit it, arms outstretched, like a bird who seeks to fly through glass, and shook the frame.
Louis de Pointe du Lac describing my absolute favourite moment in the entire series that needs to be talked about more. (via just-another-vcblog)
What book is this from, i need to know , what did i miss (via vampatiddy)
mah boi decided to put a bible to good use by pressing flowers w/it, screw actually reading it; plus, he’s immortalizing the flowers (in a dead state), so it’s kinda like he’s vamping them up too, idk
This is actually the last request. Thank you to everyone who asked for something! I hope I was able to make someone at least a little bit happy with my stuff. Love y’all ;*
I stopped. I put my arm around him. I held him close to me. “I’m Lestat,” I said in a low voice. “Your Lestat. I’m the same Lestat you’ve always known, and no matter how I’m changed, I’m stil the same being.” “I know,” he said warmly. I kissed him. I pressed my lips to his and I held this kiss for a long silent moment. And then I gave into a silent wave of feeling, and I took him in my arms. I held him tight against me. I felt his unmistakable silken skin, his soft shining black hair. I heard the blood throbbing in him, and time dissolved, and it seemed I was in some old and secret place, some warm tropical grotto we’d once shared, ours alone in some way, with the scent of sweet olive blossoms and the whisper of moist breeze. “I love you,” I whispered. In a low intimate voice, he answered: “My heart is yours.” – PL, p.435
*prays to the good Lord almighty above that you weren’t joking*
🎂Happy birthday!! 🤗 ——————————— I’m so glad you took me serious because I love this so much. Please do more fanart doodles!! Dan’s absolutely perfect and lmao @ the little armand
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